The Harmione KissThe Harmione Kiss2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
There once was a wizard named Harry
He went as red as a cherry
When Hermione gave him a kiss
That made him go into utter bliss
Let's just say he was happier than a berry.
The Debut of the Robo-UThe Debut of the Robo-U1 year ago in Settings More Like This
GadgetCon ’13 was a convention in which tech designers would showcase their original devices and hope that they would catch on with the public, and become the next big popular item. Dr Botzik was one such individual, but with rather outlandish ideas – he believed that it would be possible to control the minds of others using technological devices that would connect ‘wirelessly’ with human brainwaves, and then program them any way he wanted…he could, in theory, turn people into robots, whom would be programmed to obey any command. Of course, no one took him seriously, so he took his device, which he dubbed the Robo-U to GadgetCon to drum up some real public interest.
Botzik knew he needed a volunteer, someone whom would prove to the world that his device worked. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Justine Ezarik, better known as iJustine through her popular online technology review videos, whom was at the convention covering the hottest devices for he
My Hypno-Day with Emma Watson Part 1My Hypno-Day with Emma Watson Part 11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
My Hypno-Day with Emma Watson Part 1
Buzz, Buzz, Buzz
I rolled over in my bed as my phone vibrated on the floor.
"Epic Rap Battles of History! Mitt Romney vs Barack Obama...begin!"
"I'm not going to let this battle be dictacted by facts. I'm rich, I've got fat stacks and super packs. We all know what went down in that 2008 election, you're a decent politician with a winning complection-"
I reach over and grab my iPhone and shut off my alarm as Mitt Romney talks about how Obama was born in Chicago and is looking pretty. I then start to recite the lyrics from the Mitt Romney vs Barack Obama Rap Battle. As I sit up in bed, I check my e-mails on my phone.
"Junk, junk, trash, not important..." I say.
However one particular e-mail comes to my attention.
Congratulations!! Our records show that you recently entered our "Emma Watson M&G contest". We are pleased to announce that you are our contest winner.
I read further and discover that I am to meet Emma Watson in a hotel in downtown Toron
O-Neg: Part 2O-Neg: Part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Breanna walked through twilight's growing gloom within a current of students returning to the Hadley School's Summers Hall. They all shuffled sleepily along in their anime styled school uniforms, though Breanna stood out in her own Yuuki Cross styled clothes. Her mannerisms were nearly identical to those with whom she walked. She stepped silently, her face frozen in a slightly dazed look as if she were pondering the meaning of some far off star. She was lost in thought in all she had learned during the day and possessed by the urgent need to communicate that information to her pairing, Norihko Yamashita.
How different she was when she first came to the Hadley School months ago. When she first visited with her mother she was as rebellious as any older teen. Now her personality was completely submerged under her vampire-induced thrall.
Breanna's focus was disturbed when a familiar voice called her name. It had the impact of a shaft of light cutting through her
CE: Emma Watson part 1Emma Watson is a long brown hair British girl, with brown eyes, B size breasts, round butt, and her body is slim. She is just turn 20 years old this month. When she was a little girl Emma wanted to become an actress. Over the years she did. The Harry Potter movies, being the dream to true.CE: Emma Watson part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Somewhere in London, she is standing in front a line of her fans. She has been signing pictures all day. She looks at her watch that is on her right hand. She sighs; the watch says it is 5:30 PM. She had a hard time sleeping last night, and all she wants to do is go home and rest.
Little did she know that she will be different my end of this day. In the line is a tall guy with black hair, blue eyes, and in fit. He is 30 years old. His name is Dave Jones. He grows up in America. In high school, and college he study psychology. The part he stu
EpiphanySeries: Harry PotterEpiphany5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters.
It hadn't seemed like much more than a purely innocent day, Hermione mused silently to herself as she sat alone in the girl's lavatory, fiddling absentmindedly with her curly cinnamon colored hair. Nothing, she thought, had given her a hint or clue to where the day might lead, and so she had been most confident that it probably would've been an okay day. Yet
As things so happen, that day was by far the least normal of days that she had gotten to be a part of between fights with Voldemort and his legions of Death Eaters. In fact, it was probably the furthermost thing from it.
And it had all started in potions class.
They had clambered in like minstrels at a dirge, dragging their feet toward yet another class in which students would be forced to learn things. Or, at the very least, most of them did. Her closest friends
YGO Shadow games pt. 13School that day was normal and Britt still didn't think of Nanu being neutral on sides. As far as she thought Nanu was on her side when it came to bad guys like Kaiba. Hanging with her friends she just wanted a day to relax and just keep her mind off of things as she knew danger was still ahead for her and Yami. Not to mention she knew Nanu was in the middle of it too but she was trying hard to keep her out of it.YGO Shadow games pt. 132 years ago in Settings More Like This
When they walked home Yugi and the others were talking and Britt was quiet at least until Nanu spoke up. "Hey did you hear about some kid who can tell the future?" She asked Britt who shrugged. "Yeah, it's been going around the whole school but honestly I'm not interested in some fake fortune teller." She told Nanu knowing how simple things could be. Yami was in her life and honestly when did she need to go to some fortune teller to tell her that she was going to be with Yami forever. The memories of their past was still a mystery but they were figuring it out slowly and Nanu
The Boy Who Loved Chapter 21The Boy Who Loved Chapter 212 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
With their uniforms packed into Harry's locker, and their regular, non-itching trousers on their legs, Harry led Draco out of the brightly illuminated supermarket, across the parking-lot and over the small wooden barrier to the bus-stop. The early evening was quite warm. When the loud red bus rattled up to the small shelter, and they both climbed on and paid along with the other passengers, Draco felt his stomach do flip-flops. He really could not stand muggle vehicles. However, according to Harry, this was the only way that they were getting to this 'B&Q' and back with anything they bought along the way.
Draco doubted that very much. Harry most likely just wanted to torment him a little more.
They managed to get two seats together, despite the gaggly of children returning home from their first day back at school. Draco sat in the aisle seat, not wishing to get car-sick at watching the streets rolling by. Harry was staring out of the window, lost
The Boy Who Loved Chapter FourteenThe Boy Who Loved Chapter Fourteen3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Money is Money
To say that Harry was angry at his aunt for not having enough back-bone to stick to her word and kick Vernon out of the house for good was an understatement.
He was livid.
It had been about five days since Vernon had sat back on his huge arse and watched as Harry rowed with Petunia, and a dark, greasy-haired man named Severus in the living room. It was like a firework had exploded in the house. Harry had been so angry that, as the lightening coincidentally thrashed through the sky outside, the house shook, the lights flickered on their last legs and a few plates fell to their untimely death from the kitchen counter. Vernon had no idea where this 'Severus' man had appearred from, but if he irked Harry into such a rage, then the man was alright by him.
As for Draco -well, Harry didn't know how to feel about said blonde as he lay on his single bed, toying with the idea of returning to work once again. He had text Eric saying he'd happily take up his
The Boy Who Loved Chapter 9The Boy Who Loved Chapter 93 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 9: Vernon Dursley Returns
That was the first thought that entered Draco's mind as he dwindled on the periphery of consciousness. Not the hard, hideous plastic casing of that retched slide that had served as his bed for nigh on a fortnight. He was comfortable, every which way he turned, he felt amazing and safe and warm and -alone? He frowned in his sleep and shifted in the warm blankets that were strewn across him. Merlin, he was so comfortable! He moaned in pleasure, tugging at his hair, as he subconsciously gathered the warm duvet within his arms, and hugging them to his chest, and curling around in them.
A low groaning echoed out through his clouded mind.
He hadn't groaned again, had he? No. Then -who had?
Sluggishly he jolted from the mattress, his eyes bleary and his head spinning. He groaned and dug the heel of his hands into his eyes and rubbed at them, trying to free them of sleep. He cracked his eyes open and glared at the room he wa
TutorI would write a book if I wasn't dyslexic and ADHD. It would be called, "100 ways that teachers are annoying." Number one would be: They make you do things you don't need/want to do. That's affecting me right now. Apparently, my grades are really low in math and if I want to graduate then I would have to get a tutor. As soon as Mrs.H said that I thought two things, the first one: I don't to see any of these people in my free time! Two: Annabeth!Tutor2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So the next week when Annabeth came over (she came over about once a week, but you can't blame us for wanting to be together. After all, we were separated for eight months and then pulled into Tartarus)we decided to do homework. I tried to look stupid so she would offer to help me but I didn't know how. I'm just a naturally smart guy. (I know what you guys are thinking, that I'm not smart and all. Well I am!) Anyway, so Annabeth came over and we were sitting in the living room doing homework (well I wasn't really doing homework, just asking Ann
Damon's KissDamon lounged against an enormous white pine tree, fiddling with the bulky silver ring on his middle finger. He looked down below the branch he was standing on at the rabbit scurrying through the underbrush. Being twelve feet in the air, he could see all sorts of life in the forest that one didn't normally see. Of course, his enhanced vision helped. He raised a hand to touch his lips lightly as a way to invoke the memory of barely a few minutes before. A slight smile raised the right corner of his mouth into what was almost a smirk.Damon's Kiss4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He had closed the distance between them swiftly to lay a gentle kiss on her cheek, more out of gratitude than anything else. But as his lips lingered for just a second, he heard her intake of breath. He pulled back, his hearing also picking up her heartbeat, which had sped up considerably. His brow furrowed, and he looked from one shining eye to the other, instinct
Grangers Cafe Chapter 35Grangers Cafe Chapter 352 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was almost midnight and not a peep was made in the house. Yelling had occurred as soon as Remus and Sirius had stepped through the fireplace into Hermione's office fire that was always and forever, connected to the Floo network. The smell of brewed tea hung in the air as did the aroma of half-eaten biscuits and the smouldering fire that sat in the corner. The air was thick and pulsating with tension and unspoken words.
No one knew where to start -where could you start in a situation as corrupt as this?
Finally, Remus broke the silence, "how long has this been going on for?" he asked, suddenly looking twice his age in the dull light of the office.
Harry, his chin resting in his palm, shrugged a helpless shoulder before running a hand through his hair and sighing heavily. "I don't know. James is refusing to speak to me about any of it. He's locked himself in my bedroom and refuses to come out"
Remus exhaled once again. "You understand, Harry,
The Boy Who Loved Chapter 10The Boy Who Loved Chapter 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
To say that Anita was surprised to get a knock on her door from a tall, dark stranger was nothing short of an understatement. In her opinion, he had come a little too late in her life. She would not have minded if he had popped up in her past when she was in need of a tall, dark handsome man to sweep her off her feet, but lately she could barely rise out of her chair to reach the front door, but now -she was just tired of people asking her for her opinion on things she simply could not bring herself to care about. The tall dark man had chin length, feathered black hair, a hooked nose, and shining onyx eyes. He was staring down at her and had an air of superiority about him. "Can I help you?" she asked, the hot summer air drifting down her narrow passage-way.
"I believe you can. I am a new doctor at the retirement home. It claims you are residing there yet you are not"
Anita chuckled in good-humor, "oh heavens no. I only visit there to see my old friends fr
Pirate!EnglandxOC part 3Pirate!EnglandxOC part 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Diana," Johan said softly, she looked up at him "this is Arthur Kirkland, the Captain who I wanted to meet you." He said while looking at him.
And finally she looked at him. Their eyes met
And a blush dusted her face, she was looking at the most beautiful, bright green eyes she had ever seen. She examined his face and found out that he had rather big, bushy eyebrows and blond messy, but tamed hair. Diana tried not to stare for long and looked back at the boy in her arms, before she stood up.
"I-it's a pleasure.. to meet you sir " She said quietly and held out her hand to shake it.
When Diana looked at him, he thought that he was looking into the ocean Those blue eyes where the deepest blue he had ever seen as eye color, and not to mention the most beautiful ones too. He also started to examined her, although that was quite rude for a gentleman 'She does have a lovely face ' He thought and he found that small blush on her face rather
Taiora4life's bday GiftIt was a Tuesday afternoon, the second week into summer vacation. It was a bright and very hot day and the Aqua City mall was packed with people.Taiora4life's bday Gift4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the clothes store, Dawn Kamiya was with her mother Sora looking through the swimwear section. Dawn was now 15 and dressed in a pair of denim shorts and a loose fitting red t-shirt. Her messy brown hair was tied up in two pigtails.
Sora was looking through the bikini section but had already selected her swimsuit. It was a white short bikini.
Dawn glanced at her mother. "Ah c'mon Mom just admit it, you choose that bikini for Dad's interest." She joked with a grin.
Sora smiled. "Well, he'll certainly get a good kick out of it. But I do like it." She replied. "So what are you gonna choose sweetie? How about a bikini?"
Dawn thought for a second. "I dunno Mom. Bikini's are a little revealing. I've never shown that much of my body before. It'll feel like I'm walking around in my bra and underwear."
Sora giggled and held up a red bikini. "Just try
The Boy Who Loved Chapter 19The Boy Who Loved Chapter 192 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't want to go back"
Draco looked up from where he had been staring at the gravel through his legs as he eased himself to and fro on the swing next to Harry's in the playground by the Dursley's house. He furrowed his brow, "you know you have to. We have to. Severus is busy tonight"
Harry huffed weakly, though he was not necessarily arguing. "I just -didn't think it would take all night"
Draco looked sympathetic for a little while before reaching over and skimming his fingers down Harry's arm. It had been a while since he had touched the other boy. "Come on, you need to get home"
Harry's eyes jerked up, his over-grown black fringe falling into them. "You'll come over later on tonight -won't you?"
Draco loathed the sheer panic in his voice. His stomach was knotting ever since the previous evening when all that fat pig could do was salivate over Harry's beautiful body. 'And I got to sleep with him in my arms' Draco inwardly smirked as he stood up from
The Boy Who Loved Chapter 18The Boy Who Loved Chapter 182 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Smooth, warm skin that smelled of apple-flavoured soap was the gentle wake-up call that revived Harry to the world of the living the morning after his nightmare. He frowned as his blurred vision became slightly sharper to his surroundings; he could not -for the life of him -remember what his nightmare was about. It was as though the whole thing had been wiped from his memory. His head felt surprisingly clear -he did have a nightmare right? He felt as though he did; his body was sticky from the dried, cold sweat he usually had whilst thrashing through a nightmare. So then -why could he not remember?
He decided to shrug the thoughts away. It was not important, he would rather forget every nightmare he ever had. He eased himself back onto the pillow, that felt very un-pillow-like. He blinked, sitting upright on the soft mattress and looking down with wide eyes at his pillow. Draco. A spike of alarm raced through Harry's mind at what on earth happened whil
LonelyI'm so lonelyLonely9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even with friends I'm so lonely
Will I ever find the one person that will try their best?
To make me happy beyond all reason?
To make me feel special?
To make me feel like the only person that matters?
Will I ever find the one just for me?
I'm so lonely
Even with friends.
Someday I'll find my one just for me…
That will make me feel happy beyond all reason
The one that will make me feel special
The one that will make me feel like the only person that matters…
But until I will remain lonely...
The Adventures of Harriet Potter: Year Two - Ch2The Adventures of Harriet Potter: Year Two - Ch22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(All characters and locations within belong to J.K. Rowling unless otherwise stated.)
A Strange Summer
"Family is a hell of a thing!"
General (ret.) Jigme Dorji Wengshuk
"Right, now before tomorrow night there's a few things I need to get straight with you, girl."
Harriet Potter set down her fork and sighed. She knew what was coming, because her uncle, Vernon Dursley, had talked about nothing else for an entire week. He was going to talk to her about the stupid dinner party they were having tomorrow night.
Uncle Vernon had invited over a rich builder and his wife, and he was hoping he would be able to convince the builder to take out a large order of drills from his company, Grunnings.
Harriet didn't know why Uncle Vernon thought he had to reiterate the plan. She had known since the first day Uncle Vernon announced the party that she was going to be spending the whole time in her room sitting quietly and pretendi
The Boy Who Loved Chapter 5The Boy Who Loved Chapter 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Five: The Small Things Mean a lot
The house looked exactly as it had on the morning of the incident, pristine front lawn hand cut by Harry himself, and the white picket fence continuously white-washed until it blinded passers-by with the reflected rays of the sun. The front door was newly varnished and the brass knocker shone in the lamplight as the taxi pulled up outside Number Four. Harry shifted awkwardly in the backseat beside Petunia as he gazed out of the window at the house of horrors he was forced to live in. He felt rigid in the seat, unable to physically move to unfasten the seatbelt from around his waist, and shift himself out of the car. His saliva felt thick and sticky at the back of his throat as he swallowed. Petunia was standing on the other side of the door, waiting for him. He took a moment longer to compose his scattered thoughts before tensing his muscles to edge his way out of the car.
The early evening air was sweet and refreshing as his trainers cr
Echo przeszeszlosci 07Echo przeszeszlosci 073 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stanęła w progu jego drzwi. Nie zrobiła jednak kroku, nie weszła do środka.
Nie dla tego, że cuchnęło papierosami.
To była jego przestrzeń.
Przestrzeń, w której było miejsce tylko dla jeszcze jednej osoby.
Nie dla niej.
Wiedziała to od chwili, gdy zobaczyła jego twarz tak blisko tej drugiej. Gdy zastała ich razem, leżących i patrzących sobie w oczy. Może nawet zobaczyła fragment tego, co było kiedyś między nimi?
Wtedy się wycofała... zostawiła ich razem, uśmiechając się do siebie.
Nie chciała psuć tego obrazka.
Wszystko nagle się poskładało. Stało się tak oczywiste. I była w sumie pewna, że nazajutrz będzie jakoś inaczej. Po prostu cieplej.
Jednak powinna się już nauczyć, że nie można ułożyć sobie wszystkiego po swojej myśli.
Of Ill Winds and Weathered Storms, Interlude 2Of Ill Winds and Weathered Storms, Interlude 22 years ago in Drama More Like This
Interlude 2: The Moon
He had listened to Baxter on the phone, and it was like hearing every other word of a story; he got the general idea, but not the full picture. To be honest, deep down inside he knew that the distant shot he'd heard had been meant for his young friend, but it wasn't until he heard Baxter say the words "hurt," "unconscious," "sickbay," and "doctor" that he let himself believe that the bullet had actually hit its target.
The Captain now fully understood the odd heavy feeling that had been in the bottom of his stomach since this whole moon mess began—it was dread. Because something bad was going to happen, he just knew it. Tintin was hopeful and optimistic enough to trust that everything would go as planned, that everything would work out.
But Captain Haddock knew the truth. There were too many risks involved with this particular adventure. Too much that could go wrong. Too many variables that they just couldn't predict.
He'd never wanted to be proven wrong bef