Call Me Harry (Part 3) The next morning, I unlock my office to find a new, large stack of papers waiting for my approval. I sigh and mentally prepare myself as I sit at the desk.Call Me Harry (Part 3)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I couldn't sleep at all last night. Thinking about Potter and the advice Pansy gave me has me confused and frustrated. If Potter were to show up, I don't know what I'd do. Would I give into him? Or would I keep my pride? For years he's always been my enemy until now. I don't even know what to call him. He might just be my sexual harasser.
I begin to delve into the reports, my mind partially wandering. It shouldn't surprise me that Potter's the main topic of discussion in my head, since he has been since I was a child, but the issues are completely different. I used to loathe him for being the "Chosen One." Always being talked about as if he was the savior of the world (well, the Wizarding World). I became obsessed with him, trying to become another savior. When the Dark Lord appoi
I Think, Therefore I AmLogically, morally, empirically, it's too early in the morning for this. I still haven't finished my breakfast tea, clinging to the cup desperately with one hand, the other clasping sheets of stapled A4. My eyes ache with the strain to keep them open, focused on the small print. My mind, still dancing with the hazy images of last night's dream, tries to digest what is being presented. Hang on, what? I think I heard that right, understood it sufficiently, disagree fervently. Let battle commence.I Think, Therefore I Am4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The limits of language become blindingly apparent, as we all stumble clumsily into the fray. We're taking on philosophers, hardened, battled warriors of the idea. We're childlike in our methods, unskilled, flawed, feral and barbaric. But all the same we make nicks in their armour with our crude sticks and stones. There's a swarm of us, we out run them by number and force, blundering brute strength. All that's left in our argumentative wake is in tatters. Nothing like a good skirmish to wake you
Stand By MeHere's where we watched the meteor rain.Stand By Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's one, and another.
The stars are fleeing from the sky.
Or chasing each other over the cosmos.
Let's race them...
these ribs are yoursFor a number of sacred weeks,these ribs are yours4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
this small part of me was yours.
Starting from my left hip along the line of my ribs.
It always held the trace of your warmth.
Since then you have explored farther,
inch by inch,
until you claimed it all.
But that section of ribs,
that side of myself,
knows your warmth better than the rest.
tu me manquesMost days I miss you in Englishtu me manques3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On the worst I miss you in French,
You are missing from me
I am lacking in you
a vital part
as essential as air
A lost immune system
that can't keep illness at bay,
There is no single word
that covers a lack of you,
I miss you out of language
But French is the closest,
tu me manques.
justfadingoutit sounded like nothing was going to happenjustfadingout4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and nothing was expected to
what it needed was anticipation of more
over and over
dragging you to the brink of something
then throwing you back
before it happens
to build up to that promise again
it keeps you hyper alert,
something's going to happen
and you don't even care when it doesn't
you can just hover in the moment
between nothing and something
doesn't that sound better?
Throw Away Something ImportantStart by deciding what you consider to be important.Throw Away Something Important4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You can start small, for instance, a packet of cigarettes, door keys, or a lucky bottle cap,
For advanced discarding, you may consider a person, emotions such as empathy, or a vital organ,
This isn't recommended for beginners, however.
Once you have chosen your important item,
Throw it away in any manner you chose.
Don't just give it to a friend for safe keeping,
Get rid of it, for good.
This is the easiest part done.
Next, try and push the newly discarded item from your mind,
You can use any number of distractions to achieve this,
For example, social interaction, a visit to the zoo, or mind altering drugs.
If you find you don't miss it, then whatever you discarded was not important,
And you must start again.
If you find you cannot distract yourself from its loss,
Then you have succeeded in throwing away something important,
And you are allowed to attempt to retrieve it.
Most of the time, the harder it is to get this item back,
Bits of Nothing 158You told me you loved me onceBits of Nothing 1584 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but didn't remember saying it
because you were high on anti-depressants
and somebody else's perfume
but I remember
carrying you when you couldn't carry yourself
and holding him when I couldn't hold you.
Later I asked if you would have done what you did
if I hadn't done it first.
I think it was the most honest thing you ever said to me when you answered
"I don't know."
You invited me to her room afterwards.
I don't know if it was some kind of perverted humour
(you wanted us to be friends)
but I couldn't stay long
(did I ever tell you I'm allergic to perfume?)
Bruises are like magnets
(they're attracted to each other)
but they heal perfectly well on their own.
Call Me HarryCall Me Harry3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Draco!" The feminine voice echoes through the house as my mother calls my name. I sigh and close my potions book. She's always bothering me when I just want some peace and quiet. The book is placed on the bedside table and I exit my room to answer her call.
"Yes, mother?" I make sure to control my irritation so that it isn't revealed in my voice.
"You're needed at the Ministry today, darling. Pansy wasn't able to make it because of some illness she caught on her trip to America last week." She appears on the stairs and her smile greets me, "Shall I get the flu powder?"
I brush back loose strands of my platinum blond hair from my face with my fingers, "Might as well."
I head back to my room to change into my blouse and tie before grabbing my cloak and heading downst
a flight of iridescent birdsa flight of iridescent birds4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
traced where the hollows outlined his prayers
hands into words promised rest and the sense of purpose
every dimple faint, indented
its growing radiance showed the still hidden sun
a sudden embracing prolonging splendid tension
in the first glimpse of his eyes
Snape+Evans: Sliding Doors 1Im sorry.Snape+Evans: Sliding Doors 16 years ago in General More Like This
Im not interested.
Save your breath.
I only came out because Mary told me you were threatening to sleep here.
I was. I would have done. I never meant to call you Mudblood, it just
Slipped out? Its too late. Ive made excuses for you for years. None of my friends can understand why I even talk to you. You and your precious little Death Eater friends you see, you dont even deny it! You dont even deny thats what youre all aiming to be! You cant wait to join You-Know-Who, can you? I cant pretend anymore. Youve chosen your way, Ive chosen mine.
No listen, I didnt mean
to call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?
He struggled on the verge of speech, but with a contemptuous look she turned and
Lucid - A Harry Potter FanFicSeverus and Lily had paired up again in Potions. Professor Slughorn set the class to brew up a little something for each's partner at the beginning of the lesson around an hour and a half ago. The whole class rush out smelling of various burnt objects, mumbling as Professor Slughorn chuckles to himself as the bell rings.Lucid - A Harry Potter FanFic7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"D-don't you want to see what it is?" Severus asked, rather timidly. Lily laughed tinkily. The kind that made Severus blink and stop still for a moment.
"If it means that much to you," she replied in the voice she always reserved for when she teased Severus.
He just smiled and casually handed her the tiny glass phial he clutched in his hand, despite the eruption of emotions he felt bubbling beneath his surface as Lily spoke. He felt an electric spark on the skin that she touched to get the phial, the skin she deliberately touched.
She popped open the lid and looked inside. Severus imitated her. He let the strangely combined smell of fresh ink, wet cloth and Lily's hair
Snape's Valentine's DaySeverus Snape walked Hogwarts' gloomy halls with his usual frightening and unapproachable expression. Greasy hair almost blocking his dark eyes that would send a first year running to his common room and pointy nose facing the floor, he muttered about the ridiculousness of today's holiday. If you can even call it a "holiday." He watched as silly girls snuck love potions into drinks and candy. Groups of them, giggling and practicing love spells that don't work. Fools. All of them who 'celebrate' Valentine's Day. Such fools.Snape's Valentine's Day5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
He turns a corner, just to find the Potter boy. Of course, there stood his little posse--yet another blazing red Weasley and Miss Granger, the girl who thinks she knows everything, raising her hand for every little question. They came to a stop in front of each other.
"What sort of tomfoolery are you all up to?" He snarled at the troublesome group. "I don't think you three are just having a casual stroll thr
Spirits of Christmas Past"Don't look so glum, Severus! It's Christmas! Surely we can get a smile or laugh out of you once a year!"Spirits of Christmas Past1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Severus Snape turned and frowned at the smiling face of Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. The old man had replaced the tall conical hat that he usually wore with a red Santa cap trimmed with ermine fur. On the table between the two men was a jester's cap festooned with bells. It had popped out of the Christmas cracker that had been on Snape's plate. Dumbledore had insisted on pulling it open with him. The headmaster had looked at the hat and smiled at Snape. Dumbledore could smile all he wanted; there was no way that he was going to put on that ridiculous hat. He was no one's fool, regardless of what the headmaster might think.
"What is there to smile and laugh about? Do you think that the students who are stuck here for Christmas are happy?" he retorted as he indicated the small group of students at the table in front o
Our Greatest Kept SecretOur Greatest Kept Secret4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Professor snape" A fimlar voice said as Severus entered his classroom. This was odd how did anyone get into his class room before class time? He turned to the otherside of the door and saw his love of his life
"Lily!?" This was a shock to him he hadn't seen Her in over nine months When they had a lttle affair. She had a small bundle in her arms and she looked sickly, he ran to her ,and help her to his office. She sat cradleing the bundle it was clear that it was a child she held.
"She's pretty isn't she?" She said weakly and pulling off the cover off the baby's face she looked like lily but not like james.
"Jame's she's cute." he said jelously "But Lily you look like you should be in the infirmary. What happen to you." Snape now sounded serious.
"No not James'. Yours Severus, she's yours." Severus as stuned at this they only had one affair and it produce this child! He head his head think about what would james would do to him if he found out.
"Does he know?"
His Master, Transcendent Chapter 07Over the next several days, Ciel began to realize just how little he truly understood about his new life. Sebastian had begun teaching him some basics, such as how to retract his claws and fold his wings behind his back instead of letting them drag the ground, and even those things were proving immensely difficult. He was not used to having what were essentially two new limbs growing from the middle of his back, and they often moved as if they had a will of their own, flapping hard enough to send him flying backwards and leaving him sprawled out on the ground. He had cut himself with his claws more times than he could count, and although he healed almost instantly he was still reluctant to touch any part of himself anymore. The last thing he wanted was to actually lose an eye.His Master, Transcendent Chapter 071 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sebastian, for his part, was immensely patient, giving Ciel just enough information and then letting him figure things out for himself. He knew, frustrating as it might be, that the young demon would learn better
Chapter One Prima Snape EDITChapter One Prima Snape EDIT3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As the evening descended on the little house on Spinner's End a girl with bright red hair was in the kitchen cleaning up to prepare for dinner that night. With her was another girl the same age but with jet black hair and she helped tidying up the little kitchen. The red head stopped to gaze out the window, it was darker then it normally was and the street that where full of the neighboring children where empty and abandoned. The families that didn't pack up and leave boarded up their windows and shipped their kid to the country side to stay with relatives.
"Prima dear is everything okay?" A tall,long hair man entered the room
"Everything is okay Mr.Snape" Prima's friend answered
"Yes father, just zoned out was all." it was more then zoning.
Just then a loud CRACK! like lighting echo the air around the small house on Spinner's End. At first the three just ignored it, then a second load crack,and they all looked at the window.First it was empty but soon they saw two cloaked
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 1Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 13 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter: 1 Whiteout
It's crazy how fast your entire life can flash before your eyes. Years of pain become intense moments, each darting throughout your mind like a slow-working poison. Amidst it all, you can't help but ask yourself, "Was it worth it?....What did I contribute?...Am I a hero....or just another power-hungry fool trying to make his way in the world?"
"I would never shut you out..."
"You can't marry a man you've just met."
"You can if it's true love!"
"Never shut you out..."
"I leave Prince Hans in charge."
"Queen Elsa! Don't be the monster they fear you are!"
"You have to tell them to let me go!"
"I will do what I can."
"Never, shut you out..."
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 2Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 23 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter: 2 Mother Knows Best
I sat on the edge of the bed as Mother fixed a washcloth. "I will just be a moment, Hans.", she assured as I swayed my legs back and forth. She sat beside me and held my face still. "Now this may sting, but I need you to be brave for me. Alright?"
"Alright.", I nodded, immediately wincing as she placed the cloth against my wound.
"Momma's almost done...There, that's all." She smiled down at me, tilting my chin up so I could gaze back at her. "Feel better?"
"I'm starting to. Thank you, Mother."
She smirked and scooted in, wrapping her arm around me. "Now, tell me what happened."
I took a deep breath and began, "Well, Liam didn't like the fact that I punched him and-"
"Hans...why did you hit your brother?"
Chapter Two: Only in Pictures.Chapter Two: Only in Pictures.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once Serverus left the two went to cleaning up from their dinner, but Prima took a big bowl to the secret door behind the book case, she tapped on it and it open
"Wormtail dinner I'll leave it here." Prima Called and sat the bowl on a table in the narrow walkway the closed the door. As prima left she could hear a thank you from the door she smiled and continued to help Sora in the kitchen.
"So how about we clean that living room of yours it looks neglected." Sora said as she tied an apron around her waist.
Prima put her on as well "Hmm just don't touch the books my dad has them in a piratical order." She said as she dusted the books taking a few of the cobwebs away from them. Then Sora notice a picture turned over on the side table she turned it upward and saw a very young and very beautiful red head woman.
"Is this your mom?" the lifted the enchanted photo the woman was laughing and looked very happy.
"Yeah. I wonder where that old Photo album is." Prima put her feather duster down an