Gred and ForgeGred and ForgeGred and Forge7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Arthur and Fred,"
"I'm George! Can't you even tell us apart when we're Harry?"
"Only yanking your wand, I'm Fred really-"
The hardest thing I ever had to do was walking into 93 Diagon Alley without you. For a place that celebrated pranks and good times it felt suddenly black and heavy; suffocating. Nothing but a great big bloody reminder of every moment I'd ever spent with you. Each product stirred another memory - hours and hours of experimenting, blowing ourselves up, wracking our brains for ideas, searching the halls for willing guinea pigs to participate in our experimenting. How could I stand in that shop day after day selling people laughs? I felt like they didn't have the right to smile, not in our shop, not without you.
The first week was shit. I wanted to punch every customer that walked through the door. It was worse when the regulars asked after you. I'd always reply 'the selfish sod got himself killed and left
A Robin Noticed my ConditionA Robin Noticed my Condition8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
George Weasley x Luna Lovegood
A Robin Noticed my Condition
Skipping was a wonderful thing. Luna Lovegood had been skipping all day. She had skipped up and down the corridors until Filch, the Hogwarts caretaker, had yelled so hard that the little veins on his face had turned purple with his exertion. She had skipped around the Ravenclaw homeroom until her rope had knocked a bottle of ink onto the floor and Padma Patil had ordered her out. She had skipped round the courtyard, and up one walk and down another, smiling at the crack of the rope as it snapped against the cobblestones, until some boys from Syltherin began to pelt her with little stones and pebbles, and commanded that she skip elsewhere.
So Luna turned towards the lake with her skipping rope and skipped across the grass towards it. The sun was shining brightly and she marvelled at all the pretty reflected lights dancing on the water. A gentle, warm wind was blowing and as it gusted through the trees and long grasses, i
The Last NightIn the library, darkness had turned the windows into black mirrors. It was one of those exhilarating nights where the atmosphere outside was at once forbidding and inviting. The darkness beyond the window was impenetrable; it seemed thicker than on any other night, and the wind howled plaintively through the unseen branches in the forbidden forest, adding the creaking of trees and whipping of leaves to the wild, but invisible, cacophony.The Last Night7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But everything inside the library was warm and quiet, though the studying students were thrillingly reminded of the cold by the creeping chill that oozed from between the window-panes.
Severus and Lily were sitting at their favourite table by the window. This would be their last night together for a long time, although neither of them knew it. Tomorrow, their friendship would shudder to a halt down by the lake with the words 'filthy little mudblood'. And, when they found each other again, their relationship would bear little resemblan
Heat of the MomentHeat of the MomentHeat of the Moment5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yeah just like your filthy mudblood mother!" these slanderous words rebounded off the walls of the dark and empty corridor to their victim, piercing his ears.
"That is the last of it Malfoy!"
Harry and Draco charged at each other from each of their respective ends of the corridor. Walking briskly-almost jogging- coming closer, and closer, sizing each other up as they went.
Finally they were face to face, only about a foot apart. Panting, breathing hard, sucking up as much air as they could. Neither daring to make the first move.
Suddenly, they both snapped!
They went at it like it was nobodies business.
Their lips collided at bruising force; mouths opening, trying to suck each other in. Both of their tongues darting back and forth, in and out, fighting for dominance.
Harry grabbed onto to Draco's robe like he want to tear it off.
Draco latched onto Harry's hips and pulled him closer, close as he possibly could.
They were essentially animalistic in their movements, n
HarryxDraco Part 14 Harry didn't want to leave their place at all. He couldn't even imagine how Draco felt, eating alone when they should be together. He wanted to turn around and go back to his lover, but he knew he couldn't. Harry shrugged off the separation and turned the corner into The Great Hall. All the tables were filled with students and food of all sorts and Harry noticed Blaise watching him walk down the Gryffindor table.HarryxDraco Part 144 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Mind if I join you?" Harry asked Ron and Hermione when he reached them.
"Blimey, Harry!" Ron said with his mouth full. "You could have said you'd be down for dinner!" Harry smiled and sat down.
"I told you, I'll be down for meals for a few days." Harry reached for a plate of chicken and dropped a few pieces onto his plate. "I may miss breakfast because I will probably be studying so bloody late that I won't want to get up for it." Harry took a bit
Remus's RabbitRemus's RabbitRemus's Rabbit5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I chuckled to myself as I left the Burrow. A 'normal' Christmas indeed. Sometimes Harry reminded me so much of James, and I couldn't express that thought enough to him. It was not just in looks, either, although that part is rather disconcerting. I recalled my words to him that had seemed to cheer him up momentarily, and the story behind them and chuckled once more.
"Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my 'furry little problem' in company. Many people were under the impression that I owned a badly behaved rabbit."
It must have been our third year when I first heard James use that term to describe my lycanthropy. I was feeling rather depressed as the moon had waxed and would reach its full hideousness in less than four days. I was sitting in a corner of the Common Room, my head buried in a text, a serious expression on my face. No one dared approach me.
No one that is, except James.
Edward vs. HarryEdward and Harry enter the same room. In the background are fangirls for both boys' series.Edward vs. Harry6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Edward: What is that thing?
Harry: What thing?
Edward: That stick. What the hell is it?
Harry: It's a wand, dumbass. I'm a wizard.
Edward: Isn't a wand supposed to have a little gold star at the end and be gay-looking? Like all wizards are. *smirk, glare*
Twilight fangirls: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Harry: No, because my author had the decency to give me non-gay characteristics, unlike yours. *smirk, glare*
Harry Potter fangirls: WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Edward: What exactly gives you that thought?
Harry: You sparkle. How is that not gay? I mean, it's like you just rolled around in body glitter.
Edward: But it attracts the ladies. *rips off shirt*
Twilight fangirls: *go crazy*
Harry: Oh yeah? Well, so does not being abusive.
Harry Potter fangirl #1: BURNED!
Edward: Oh yeah? Well... A TEACHER WAS GAY FOR YOUR EYES!
Harry: And? You forget that with your glitter, you attract a bunch of fanBOYs too.
Twilight fanboys: *
A Hare Stopped To Wave At MeA Hare Stopped To Wave At Me8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Harry Potter Fanfic
George x Luna
A Hare Stopped To Wave At Me
His brother was dead and it hurt. Not like losing an ear, or losing a family friend did, or even losing a best friend or a lover. It hurt in a way that made him hate the sound of laughter and hate the bunk beds at the Burrow, and hate his reflection in the mirror.
George had entered the shop one day to find a portrait hanging behind the counter, the painted figure flirting away with the shop assistant, Verity, as if it were a perfectly normal thing to do. George had at once flown into a rage and ordered Verity to take it down immediately, at the threat of losing her job. The figure in the portrait had glowered and sworn at him, and informed that George need not take the portrait down, he would find some place else where he was wanted, and promptly stomped out of the frame. George had not seen him since the incident and the portrait had been sold the next day.
But George did not want a portrait or a photograph,
HP . Teddys Christmas . part 1HP . Teddys Christmas . part 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Harry Potter Fanfiction
WARNING! DEATHLY HALLOWS SPOILERS
Teddy's Weird Christmas . part 1
It was a cold but sunny december afternoon. Joyful laughter and chatter came from the Gryffindor common room, downstairs, but the boy barely noticed. He was alone in the red and gold dormitory, sitting on his bed, his eyes moving with utmost concentration from a mirror in his right hand to a photograph in his left one.
No, his nose is a little longer he said to himself, as he compared his reflection in the mirror with the face in the photograph. He frowned, slightly screwing his eyes up, and his nose lengthened a bit.
He looked again at the man in the picture and smiled, satisfied. Then, throwing the mirror and the photo carelessly on his bedside table, he lay back on his pillows. He had been practising for a week, and he was pleased with the result. Being a metamorphagus, he thought, smiling broadly, is highly usefu
Goodbye My LoverTitle: Goodbye My LoverGoodbye My Lover7 years ago in Romance More Like This
Characters: Remus/Tonks, with mentions of Teddy
Warning: nothing more than mild swearing and implied sex/nudity
Summary: A fic inspired by James Blunt's "Goodbye My Lover." Remus chooses whether or not to do what his brain is telling him to do, or to follow his heart. Kind of drabble-y. Read and review please!
Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
In sickness and In health 3 Pulling himself back to reality, Draco thought of a last resort.He'd have to give the medicine to Harry mouth-to-mouth(Dun dun dun!!) 'Not like anybody would see, he's passed out anyway...' Draco poured more of the liquid the spoon, brought it to his lips, and popped the goop into his dry mouth. Malfoy cupped Harry's warm cheeks, ever so gentle, so as not to startle the younger boy awake. After all, who wants to wake up to see your worst enemy swapping spit with you in the privacy of their room?In sickness and In health 36 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Draco held onto Harry's face for a minute, just watching his slumbering crush. Watching peaceful sleep on that expressionless face. Savoring the moment. Draco had wished he had wet his lips a little before he stuck the medication in his mouth. But before he could contemplate his ill-preparedness any further, Malfoy found himself inching closer to the brunette's mouth. The blond gently touched Harry's lips with his. Butterflies, as it felt, were th
HP Fanfic: Hells' BellsAnd as they looked, they saw a tall rider coming towards them, to the fens where Godric fell slaying the spindle-queen, Gudrun. The rider greeted the brothers three at the lip of the waters edge and warned them not to cross the river terrible, for crossing it would bring only death. The brothers bowed graciously, thanked him for his counsel, then raised their wands so that a bridge of glass strung on a hair was cast across the raging waters.HP Fanfic: Hells' Bells8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Again the rider came, now fleshless, with shroud and pall bedight. A blood toll must be paid, clever sons of tricks, said Death to the brothers three. Now play thy game.
And they played.
From The World Trees Plunderer (translated from the Scrolls of Merlin, first edition, by Sir Hector Archimedes Oddness)
Beautiful wedding, but blast and botheration, Arthur! Edward cried out in frustration. You never mentioned that the
Four Across and Seven DownFour Across and Seven DownFour Across and Seven Down6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Whats a three letter word for a Communist country? asked Sirius absentmindedly. He had folded the mornings Daily Prophet open to the word games section and was ready to fill in the first blank of the crossword puzzle.
Red, said James softly.
Thanks, mate, said Sirius as he scribbled it down. What about a five letter word for environmentally friendly?
I should have known that. Sirius scribbled down the answer then asked, Whats a four letter word for Easter flower?
Lily, sighed James, a soft smile on his face.
Hey, cool. That works, said Sirius, raising his quill. He stopped and turned to his best mate, who was gazing at a very pretty red-haired green-eyed girl that went by the name of Lily Evans sitting a little ways down the table, and asked suspiciously, Were you even listening to me?
SecretsSecrets8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
cultivate your hunger before you idealize
put your rage around them to make them all realize
climbing the mountain; never coming down?
break into the grounds, then never falling down
Students leapt to their feet, craning their necks to see over the tops of their peers. The Great Hall was a frenzy of movement and everyone seemed to be talking and muttering to those who couldn't see. Teachers were either scurrying out the tall double doors to aid in the sudden crisis or desperately trying to keep the curious at bay. Even Hagrid was having a time of it.
But he was oblivious to all of this. The only thing he could register was the cold stone floor beneath his cheekand the searing pain tearing apart his skinny body. Every single touch brought more agony. Darkness saturated the corners of his vision until all he was left with was a tiny tunnel, at the end of which entered a miniscule face framed by messy ebony hair. It was big enough though to send a small shiver of comfort down his s
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
The Lupin's GravesTeddy Lupin was eleven years old today. It should have been a happy day. It was everything a birthday was supposed to be; he had got every present that he had asked for, he had a party with all his friends, and he had a cake shaped like a quidditch pitch, with eleven candles on it. His family had stood around it, singing Happy Birthday, and then he blew out the candles, and made a wish.The Lupin's Graves7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He was happy, but he knew that he could be happier, had things panned out differently. He had everything he could wish for, but he felt today like there was something missing. When he had blown out the candles, he had wished for something he wanted dearly, though he knew he was wishing in vain.
While everyone was talking, he slipped off to his room, unnoticed by almost everyone.
When Harry found him, a few minutes later, he was lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, dissolved in a fantasy in which the wish that he had made had come true, and so he barely noticed his Godfather enter the
The High Ground SPOILERSA woman, with hard, striking features and strangely unfitting soft tendrils of brown hair approached the graves, booted feet crushing the gravel with her steady purposeful steps. She hadn't been to this place in twenty six years, and she couldn't help but despise the fact that her return had to be for all the wrong reasons. She could barely accept what it was she was going to see, for she had never stepped foot near the neat, lovingly tended graves before, she had arranged painstakingly to be left alone, to be left at peace.The High Ground SPOILERS8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shh, shh, precious, nearly there now. She cooed over the baby held wrapped tightly in her arms. He was everything to her. Just as she hoped to be everything to him. For they had no one but each other, only grief riddled memories and futile, torturous regret Andromeda thanked God the child was never to know.
The graveyard was a beautiful place, Dumbeldore's tomb stood at the front, a proud, immaculate resting place for the only Hogwart's headmaster to wi
Sirius Black's dayA day in the life of Sirius BlackSirius Black's day9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Siilent Niiight! Hoooly niiight! Aaall is caalm! Aaall is briiight…"
"I will kill him," muttered a voice from behind a dark red curtain.
"Erm..." a moments silence, "...Sleeep in heavenly peeaace!"
"Not if I get there first," growled another voice from the opposite wall. The fresh light of morning was creeping into the room through the maroon curtains, lighting piles of messy clothes and highlighting the dust dancing in the air.
"Sleeeeeep in heavenly peeeeeaaaace!"
A shot of light flew between the third, previously silent, pair of curtains and the singing came to a halt with a faint choking noise, like the person responsible had been grabbed round the throat. There was a brief moment of silence, broken only by the sound of fast footsteps on the wooden floor, striking it with a dull thud in a mad and unpredictable rhythm. Then there was a ba
Christmas of Unrequited LoveSeverus Snape sat on the cold stone steps outside the castle waiting with a small gift-wrapped box in his lap. It was Christmas day and he of course stayed at Hogwarts instead of going back to his home where his abusive father was. It was cold outside, but he didnt care. He would wait for Lily even if there was a blizzard. He would do anything she asked and she had asked the day before to exchange presents right there on the steps leading to the courtyard.Christmas of Unrequited Love7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He heard the door behind him open and he quickly looked. His eyes met a pair of emerald ones and he smiled. She smiled back and he felt those butterflies dancing in the pit of his stomach. She always made him feel so dizzy and light-headed. She also made him feel like the happiest person in the world whenever she did something as simple as smile at him. He was head over heals for that girl and she didnt even know.
She sat down next to him and he watched her intensely as her hair blew around in the breeze. He saw her cheek
I Had a Slug...I had a slug...I Had a Slug...8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I had a slug, it was my pet
I kept him in a jam jar
It got depressed, began to fret
Because he couldn't crawl far
I kept it on the windowsill
'Till one hot sunny day
I found him stiff and all dried up
Poor slug had passed away.
And now my sluggie haunts me
He floats around my room
He points accusing horns at me
and threatens me with doom
'Why did you leave the lid on?'
He whispers in my ears
His slimy face all sorrowful
With small, wet sluggie tears
And now my nights are haunted
Slugs vengeance will not cease
Though he had a Christian burial
My slug won't rest in peace
Pen Parodies of Potter 1Pen Parodies of Potter 18 years ago in Humor More Like This
Ginny: *playing cards with George* HAH! I PWN JOO ALL! MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Ron: Seriously, Ginny. Calm down! Harry's insanity must be really rubbing off on yo--
Harry: *is upstairs* NOOOOOO! *storms downstairs, wrapped in a towel* OKAY! WHICH ONE OF YOU BASTARDS USED MY SHAMPOO!?! WHO DID IT???
George: And there we go. Ginny, I'll ask you again and again. Dump Harry and go out with me!
Ginny: But we're siblings...
Harry: SOMEBODY'S GOT TO ANSWER ME!
Ron: *edges towards door*
Harry: RON! *grabs Ron and sniffs his hair* HOW COULD YOU!?!
Ron: *wimpers* Well... I always liked your hair... and it was sitting right there...
George: *grabs Ginny and snogs her*
Harry: HOW DARE YOU USE MY SHAMPOO!&
10 Ways To Annoy Percy Jackson10 ways to annoy Persues Jackson10 Ways To Annoy Percy Jackson5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Grover (sort of)
Nico Di Angelo
Zeus, Poseiden, Hades
1. When he asks for a blueberry, give him a cherry.
2. Tell him that Annabeth has a MAJOR crush on him!
3. When he asks Annabeth, and Annabeth denies yell, "That's not what you told your plush doll of Percy!
4. Tell him that Hades is sleeping with his Mom and that he needs to go to the Underworld to retrieve her.
5. Ask him if he's still a virgin.
6. When he says no, tell him, "That's not what Apollo told me!"
7. Ask him if he's interested in guys like Apollo and Ares.
8. Tell Clarisse that Percy thinks her dad is the hottest biker around.
9. Tell him that Poseiden's done more women than Percy can count, and that his mom was the 700th.
THE BIGGEST WAY TO ANNOY PERCY JACKSON!
10. Flirt with him. When he doesn't flirt back, call him a pig like his dad and say Grover is better!
If you get maimed or hurt by ANY gods or half-bloods, it's not my fault! XD Have a nice
Marauders chat. SLASHMr.Moony has Logged on.Marauders chat. SLASH7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Mr.Moony: Hey... Is anyone on?
Shmexy-Sirius has logged on.
Shmexy-Sirius: Moony! *kiss*
Mr.Moony: *Blush* Hullo, Sirius...
Shmexy-Sirius: *Cry* What, No kiss back?
Prongs has logged on.
Prongs: Hello, Love birds...
Shmexy-Sirius: Love PUPPYS!
Prongs: What ever...
Mr.Moony: Prongs Are you going to Hogsmeade next week?
Prongs: Yup, With LILIYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!
Shmexy-Sirius: *Dies from over-dose of CAPSLOCK*
Mr.Moony: NO! Padfoot! My heart is broken...DX
Shmexy-Sirius: *Kiss kiss kiss* I'm back, Do not fear Moony! I'll never leave you!
Prongs:Ew. Anyhoo, Yes, I am going to Hogsmeade next week...Why?
Mr.Moony: I can't go, could you get me Some Honeydukes Finest chocolate?
Prongs: HUHZ? Why is our preciouse Moony not going?
Mr.Moony: It's uh... *Looks at Calander*
NoPowerInTheVerse-TikTokParody(MAL enters a spotlight in the center of a dark stage, buttoning his shirt with his brown coat draped over his arm. WASH and ZOE are stage right in the dark, frozen with WASH seated at his dinosaur-covered console and ZOE prepping a gun SIMON and RIVER are stage left in the dark, frozen with SIMON kneeling by a bench trying to tend to RIVER while she cringes away from him. JAYNE is frozen at a different bench behind SIMON and RIVER in the "Captain Morgan" pose with "Vera" on his knee.)NoPowerInTheVerse-TikTokParody5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
MAL: (Finishes buttoning shirt and shakes out his coat before putting it on while singing.)
Dressin' every morning, and I throw on my coat
Its color's kinda brown-ish, 'cause before this boat,
I used to be a rebel, just defendin' my city
And the Alliance couldn't kill me, I'm just too damn pretty.
(Center spotlight turns off, MAL freezes, and light comes on on WASH and ZOE who unfreeze.)
WASH: (Turns in his chair to talk to ZOE who is working with her gun.)