Your Surrender"So how about here?"Your Surrender4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Merlin, no!" Lily said exasperatedly as he felt the frustration build in his shoulders.
Their first date was not going as he planned. He had wanted to sweep her off her feet and make her melt at how romantic he was. Though, after she said she didn't want to go to the Three Broomsticks, he had to come up with something new. Snow was beginning to fall around them as he waved at a few mates that were heading over to the Hog's Head.
Turning to look across at Lily, she was staring up at the snow as if she'd been waiting for it. Her deep emerald eyes seemed to sparkle as the snowflakes collected on her eyelashes and throughout her red hair. She looked gorgeous, slightly dusted with shimmering powder as she stuck out her tongue slowly to catch a stray flake. It gave him an idea.
"Stay here, will you? Don't leave, I promise I'll be right back," he put up his hands and grabbed her shoulders as if planting her into the ground. She ki
His Mother's SisterShe was looking at Harry like she had never looked at him before. And all of a sudden, for the very first time in his life, Harry fully appreciated that Aunt Petunia was his mother's sister. He could not have said why this hit him so very powerfully at this moment. All he knew was that he was not the only person in the room who had an inkling of what Lord Voldemort being back might mean. Aunt Petunia had never in her life looked at him like that before. Her large, pale eyes (so unlike her sister's) were not narrowed in dislike or anger; they were wide and fearful. The furious pretense that Aunt Petunia had maintained all of Harry's life--that there was no magic and no other world than the world she inhabited with Uncle Vernon--seemed to have fallen away.His Mother's Sister3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Petunia sat upright in a plump armchair made for
Padfoot and Prongs: Moving InPadfoot and Prongs: Moving In3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It had been a long hot day. James's hair stuck to the back of his neck as he walked down the path to the gate in front of his parent's cottage. He leaned over it, sighing, as there was no sign of life moving along the dirt road. The wind was picking up now, rolling across the field that bordered the road, rippling it as though it were a great golden ocean. Dark clouds were appearing on the horizon, framing the gold with dark blue. James looked over into Mrs. Wittle's yard, where the well endowed Mrs. Wittle herself was hastily pulling down her laundry in anticipation of the impending storm. She glanced at the clouds worryingly as she pulled down her last pair of pinstriped knickers, catching James in her eyesight and waving. James waved back, watching as she turned and collected her lawn gnomes and took them inside with her. James turned his attention back to the road, ruffling his hair in the wind. No sign of Sirius yet, but his excitement was mounting as the clouds approached. The da
Damned PromisesHe could be at home listening to what would probably pan out to be the most important game of the Quidditch season. He could be working on his new motorcycle. Hell, it was 1:00, he could probably be at the bar already. Surely there'd be some flock of lonely housewives around that time...Damned Promises4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Instead, Sirius was stuck in the monochrome hospital waiting room, sitting on a hard chair and drinking bitter coffee from a styrofoam cup, listening to the wails of pregnant women, the woes of expectant fathers and whines of newborn children. He made no attempt to hide his distaste, punctuating every second breath with an impatient huff or mumble.
"Padfoot!" Remus hissed sharply in reprimand as Sirius' moans grew too loud and drew attention.
Sirius sighed and straightened up in the horrid, cold chair, as he found that he'd been slowly sinking lower with every second. He rubbed his eyes and slumped forward, resting his elbow on his knee and his chin on his hand. Remus chuckled quietly to
Life Must Go On: Chapter 2Note: Link toLife Must Go On: Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
first chapter is in the 'Description' below
Chapter 2: 1998, May 2nd pt 2
After they took Gran I didn't know what to do. If she were alive I would have taken her straight home. But she isn't here. I can't take her home. What do I do now?
When I returned to the great hall there weren't many living individuals occupying the room. The floor was mostly taken up by covered bodies. Gran was there. Somewhere. Before I could walk into the room a tall, stern-looking man, stop in front of me preventing entrance. "Sorry young man, but everyone has to vacate the area, we need to get all the bodies together, please wait outside if you wish to stay on the grounds, there are several trains leaving from Hogsmeade if you'd prefer to head home. Either way you can't stay in here. Sorry". I nodded and walked away.
Luna and I walked around the grounds aimlessly. I looked around at the ruins, the soot covered grass and the smashed objects, scat
The Start of Unity -FanfictionThe Start of Unity -Fanfiction4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
THE START OF UNITY
Scorpius sent a curious look towards the group of adults that his father had just nodded to, wondering who they were. There sure were a lot of them, and a lot of red-headed children. Scorpius sidled closer to his parents while they stood in the steam of the Hogwarts Express on Platform 9¾, waiting for the signal to board.
"Do I have to go?" Scorpius asked nervously.
Draco looked down at his son and withheld a sigh. "We've talked about this, Scorpius. You'll do fine at Hogwarts."
Scorpius chewed on his bottom lip and responded quietly. "It's just what if I get put in the wrong house? What if the other kids don't like me? What if "
"Darling," Astoria soothed, kneeling in front of her smaller than average son, placing her hands on his shoulders. "We don't care what house you're sorted into. We'll be proud no matter where you go, and the ot
A Red Lopsided and Slightly Irregular HeartA Red Lopsided and Slightly Irregular Heart4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She still remembers the first time she saw him.
His hair was a light brown almost golden in appearance when hit with the right light. Although she was stricken with his eyes the most.
Really there was something about them. They weren't really green or blue, but rather a combination that seemed to vary from each eye, so one seemed to be greener while the other stayed the palest of blues.
She thought he was pretty, in a way.
Almost endearing with the way his hair fell and his eyes seemed to twinkle with hidden knowledge a bit like Dumbledore's but this man's eyes seemed to be sadder, less jolly and more reserved she would dare to venture kinder even.
She realized he was quite a bit older then her as well, which didn't faze her in the least working were she did she was used to older wizards and really the only bad thing about it was that they could be compared to a piece of day old toast.
Not as interesting or as tasty as a fresh one would be, but still quite good, an
That's Not Gonna HappenJames Potter was sitting in the Gryffindor common room at 7 o'clock, if it had been anyone else that wouldn't have bothered Lily Evans but this was James, the boy whose ego was so big he would make an elephant look small. So that was the reason why she was eyeing him out of the corner of her eye, not because she liked him(cause she defiantly didn't) but it was odd for him to be up so early and especially without his gang. She had an unnerving feeling that it was something to do with her; she heaved a sigh before turning back to her book. The reason she was up so early was because her and Darcy where planning to get some work done before heading out to hogsmeade. However Darcy was late, so she told Lily to meet her downstairs while she got ready but when she got there she was met by James and his grinning face.That's Not Gonna Happen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
James looked over at Lily who was focused on her book; he knew she was looking over at him from time to time though, making his smirk increase. "Can't resist me can you Evans" he
Lilacs Ch. 3"I'm sorry," Hermione said, looking into Ron's eyes, "But I can't." Then she ran through the sea of suddenly rising wedding guests and Disapparated as fast as possible.Lilacs Ch. 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Harry Potter couldn't believe his eyes. No? Why would she say no? Harry couldn't think straight; the din from the guests was too distracting. After Hermione had Disapparated, the guests were yelling to be heard over each other, and everyone had a guess as to why the bride had run off. There were chairs overturned from guests jumping out of their seats so suddenly, the Weasleys were all trying to figure out what had happened, and Ron was just standing there at the altar; a look of confusion on his face.
"I don't understand." Ron said, turning towards Harry.
Harry couldn't speak; his mind was still whirling a million miles an hour. Ron slowly sank into a chair, his sister came over to comfort him and the guests were still swapping theories. Harry was about to give up and join Ron in confused defeat, when all the pieces to
Slender Son I walk into the classroom, and immediately regret that this is the place I've chosen to come to. The room is filled with snooty rich prep kids. Every one of them watches as I pretend to shuffle my cane around a little bit. The story here is that I'm blind. It's worth it. Trust me.Slender Son3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The teacher gets up from her seat behind the desk and walks over, "I'm here, I'm here."
She looks like a tall woman, maybe 5'11", and I still tower over her by half a foot at least. And this, only at fifteen.
She takes my free hand and leads me over to an open seat in the very front of the class. I frown, this probably won't work for long. My torso is thin, but very long, the people behind me won't be able to see anything. Hopefully I'll get moved to the back soon. But for the moment, that's where she sits me down.
"Folks, settle down, now. This is our new student," she says in a shrill, rat
Corruption Pt 11She felt him stiffen against her, and she worried for a moment that maybe he didn't feel the same as she did now, as it had been almost 3 weeks since they had kissed last. Her thoughts of feeling comfort had faded and they had just stopped kissing and cuddling and taken on more of a friendship platform. She thought it was natural to have an attachment to him but it was more then just an attachments, her heart always sped up and her thoughts were some what incoherent when he was around, by the time she had realised this however it was too late, they were just friends. She couldn't have known that the whole time he felt exactly the same, wanting the same things but to afraid to act on it.Corruption Pt 114 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A soft hand touched her face and even softer lips crashed against hers. It felt like nothing she had felt before. They had kissed before but this was something more, there was something powerful behind it. Their lips moulded together perfectly and she couldn't suppress the small mo
Telling The Folks -Harry+GinnyAs everybody left the Potters home, Harry turned to Ginny.Telling The Folks -Harry+Ginny6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I cant believe it! He smiled.
Me neither! Ginny laughed, pulling her husband into a tight embrace. As they walked into their bedroom, Ginny looked at Harry. When shall we tell everyone then? she asked.
Tomorrow he replied, its Teddys birthday so everyonell be at The Burrow. Ginny nodded.
Tomorrow it is she said, wrapping her arms around her husbands neck.
When Ginny awoke the next morning Harry was already up and in the kitchen, making breakfast. Hey hon. he said bacon?
Ginny took one look at the piece of fatty meat and almost threw up. No thanks! she said, helping herself to cereal and orange juice. Harry came up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist, patting he
Tonks's Letter Nov. 1996November 1996Tonks's Letter Nov. 19964 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
We haven't talked for awhile and I'm beginning to miss you. I'm still patrolling Hogsmeade for the Ministry and it feels like some of the other Aurors are breathing down my neck almost every moment I see them. I know I shouldn't be complaining since I could be on a worse mission, but being in Hogsmeade all alone is driving me insane. I really hope that you'll be able to finish your mission soon. I know you don't want me to, but I really worry about you, especially during the full moon. I just keep thinking about what could happen if you get in a fight or someone loses all control.
I really should stop worrying. I would blame everything on dementors, but I haven't seen a single one in Hogsmeade. I'm guessing they all want to lie low for now. It's infuriating that the Ministry lost all control of them, but we barely can do anything about it...
Anyways, I'm currently nursing a butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks and it made me think of those nights last year when
Rules of Harry Potter Fandom Rules of Harry Potter FandomRules of Harry Potter Fandom8 years ago in Humor More Like This
1.NEVER say that you hate Harry Potter!
2.Read all of the Harry Potter books
3.See all of the movies
4.Even if the movies suck, you must still appreciate their attempt to reach the amazing-ness of the books
5.Go to midnight premiers
6.Dress up at the midnight premiers
7.Jump anyone who shouts out spoilers
8.Have a friend who you talk about Harry Potter with 24/7
9.Eat Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans
10.Always have your wand available
11.To poke people with
12.In the eye
13.Never tell spoilers to friends
14.Be a part of a Harry Potter fansite
16.Listen to Harry Potter podcasts
17.Read books about the books written by authors of other books not assciated with Harry Potter
18.Love J.K.R with all your heart
The Adventures of Harriet Potter: Year One - Ch1The Adventures of Harriet Potter: Year One - Ch13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(All characters and locations within belong to J.K. Rowling unless otherwise stated.)
"Nothing is ever as it appears. Ever does both preconception and experience colour perception. We cannot avoid these, but we can all be better served by being aware of their influence."
General (ret.) Jigme Dorji Wengschuk
The sound of voices filled the open area in front of the large building. The din was so loud almost nothing else could be heard except for the sound of cars as they bustled by in the crowded streets, and streamed in and out of the crowded parking lot. Throughout Paddington Station, the guards grumbled to themselves at the absurd level of people pouring into the station. The veterans of course were prepared for it, as it was always like this on the first of September, though none of them could really think of why.
It was packed with the usual amounts of travellers
The hogwarts rulesI solemly swear that:The hogwarts rules7 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I will not tell voldemort to go to his `happy place`.
I will not play fetch with lupin.
I will not invite snape to tea parties.
I will not tell the divination teachers that my tea leaves are swearing at me.
I will not under any circumstances allow Peeves to know the password into Dumbledore's office and offer him points for each object he destroys.
I will not send Voldemort flowers, no matter how tempting it actually is.
I will not grow marijuana in herbology. Not after last time...
I will not take out a life insurance policy on Harry Potter
I will not ask Hagrid what a jackalope is.
I will not add Magic mushrooms to every potion I make.
I will not attempt to carve my initials into the whomping willow.
I will not scream "Voldemort!" just to get out of potions class.
I will not point to the dark mark and shout, "To the batmobile, robin!"
I will not hand out Harry Potter books to the first years.
I will not tell the house elves to tell santa I said hi.
I will not gi
Harry Potter Talk"Daughters of Aphrodite, could you please not flirt with the Apollo boys? Just this once? We've got a schedule here!"Harry Potter Talk4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Annabeth, honestly, you're just stressing yourself out."
"You're no fun, Annabeth!"
"I am not, Percy."
"Yes, you are."
"I just don't like to cram about this, you know. I mean, the camp's looking great but I still have Olympus to work on... Okay, guys! Hecate's statue goes right there. Great! Thanks!"
"I finally get the girl but she'd end up ignoring me."
"Don't you think it's cool, though? We get to add 8 more cabins! And it's all thanks to Percy? Hey! Where're you going ?"
"To the lake."
"Hold on a sec.! Gods, how'd you get there so fast?"
"I'll come with."
"But... weren't you just...?"
"I'm not stupid, Percy. I kinda know it when my boyfriend feels ignored."
"You're doing your 'I'm a daughter of Athena' thing again, huh?"
"Nah. I'm doing my 'I've known you for years' thing. C'mon, to the lake!"
"You're such a know it all. I
Christmas and ColdsChristmas and Colds5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Peter Pettigrew had eaten eighteen mince pies in under five minutes, beating both Sirius and Frank to the record of Gryffindor Fastest Eater '78. He had also been tremendously ill after and was now staggering up the stairs to the hospital wing. Remus and James were either side of him, helping him up whilst Sirius walked behind, both laughing and choking.
"Merlin's wand, Pete! You out-ate Frank! I never thought that'd happen!" James was saying as they hauled him along.
"Shame Pete doesn't share Frank's metabolism.." Sirius muttered, coming up the stairs behind them. Peter groaned in response.
Madam Promfey was nursing some poor first year in a bed close to the door, she made a brief glance up as two boys unceremoniously dragged their friend in.
"Oh? And what have we done this time?" She asked, clearing away the healing potions and wheeling the tray away from the bed. She pulled the curtain to and rose a brow at Peter, swaying on the spot and covered with the crumbs of his victory.
Love According to Padfoot - Chapter SevenHogwarts, it seemed, was not churning out any vulnerable girls that morning. In fact, Hogwarts seemed to take on the qualities of a ghost town in the early hours of the morning. The entirety of the Great Hall was empty when they arrived, making every step they took echo. Despite the eerie atmosphere, Sirius seemed perfectly at ease, sliding gracefully onto the bench. As soon as he sat, the table around him filled with food. Good to know at least the house elves were awake.Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Seven4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Remus plopped onto the bench with not even a fraction of the elegance displayed by his friend, huffing as he did so. Sirius looked up mildly.
"Don't fret, Moony," he said cheerily, "Plently of desperate fish in the sea."
Remus fixed him with a sharp glare.
"Thank you for that." he snapped icily, "And that's not what I'm mad about."
Sirius didn't look up as he piled toast onto his plate but his eyebrows rose interestedly, "Oh?"
"You robbed me of at least an hour's sleep, Sirius!" Remus exclaimed, dropping his voice wh
Lilacs Ch. 2"You look beautiful," Ginny Weasley said as she adjusted the veil on the top of Hermione's head.Lilacs Ch. 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Thanks," Hermione said. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her wedding dress was pure white and it flowed out around her like a waterfall of lace. Her soft brown curls were spilling down around her face, and although she smiled, her eyes didn't seem to convince her. She shook off the feeling that something was wrong and re-adjusted the straps of her dress.
"Ron's a lucky man." Hermione turned to see Harry, her best friend, leaning in the doorway, his emerald green eyes dancing with life, "Too bad he's about to faint."
Hermione smiled and hugged Harry. Ginny excused herself to go check on the decorations out in the Burrow's garden and closed the door behind her, "Now when are you making your move, you lazy git?" She playfully shoved him.
Harry had been hinting at proposing to Ginny for quite some time, but her finger was still ring less, "I don't know. I can't seem to think of a go
DistractedHermione was spending Easter Holidays at the Burrow along with her parents. She didn't want to spend Easter away from them, not now that things seemed to be getting back to normal, but she didn't want to spend Easter away from Ron either, so she was ecstatic (and more than a little surprised if she was honest with herself) when her parents agreed with her suggestion to spend Easter at the Burrow.Distracted4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Currently she was cuddled up on the sofa revising for her N.E.W.T.s. Arthur and Molly had taken her parents to Diagon Alley to show them around and would be back in the evening, Harry and Ginny had gone out for a walk, George was at the shop, and Ron was taking a shower.
She was so engrossed in her studying that she didn't hear Ron entering the room, creeping behind her and grabbing the book out of her hands.
"Ron! Firstly, don't do that! You nearly gave me a heart-attack! And secondly, give me my book back!"
"I think you've done enough studying for today Hermione."
She stood and marched over
Love According to Padfoot - Chapter SixWhen Sirius had said 'bright and early' he'd only been half right. Casting a groggy Tempus charm told Remus that it was bordering on 5 'o' clock, so early was a fairly accurate proclamation.Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Six4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The sun hasn't even... gone up." Remus whined into his pillow, forgetting the word 'risen' in his stupor.
Sirius was relentless. After discovering that his normal wake up method (a loud, operatic rendition of 'Bridge over Bubbled Potions') wasn't going to stir his tortured friend, he'd taken to, one by one, stealing items from Remus's bed.
"Cry my a river, Moony, you've already lost your covers and your curtains, can't decide if it'll be your pillow or your pants next," Sirius threatened cheerily as he pulled off Remus's socks.
Remus frowned at the threat and slowly began to stir, his body feeling heavy.
"Fine, fine," he grumbled, "I'm getting up. Mostly because I get the impression that you're all too eager to get my pants off."
Sirius ignored the jibe and grinned, "Perfect. Your sheets, curtains
Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Four"If I were a prostitute, I'd dress like Moony."Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Four4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's a compliment. You dress like you don't have syphillis."
"I don't have syphillis!"
"Well that's always good."
"Wait, why are you a prostitute in the first place?"
"Hey, don't knock it until you've tried it."
"I'm not saying I have! Geez, Moony. But I'd like to keep my options open and I'm just pointing out that I've found my selling point."
"Dressing like you don't have syphillis?"
It had been two days since the uncomfortably heartfelt conversation in History of Magic and Christine Scott had become a mere ghost of a worry in Remus's mind, so trivial that he found himself laughing about the ordeal at lunch by the lake.
"I heard Sheppard dumped her that night. Serves her right." Peter commented as he shifted to let Sirius into the circle.
"Don't know how he could stomach her in the first place," James sneered before turning to the new arrival, "Alright, mate?"
Sirius gave an unimpressed huff and rolled