The Waiting of TimeLike the shadowsThe Waiting of Time2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of hours gone by
the waiting of time
when the worries
around my heart
hoping for your return
like the petals
of poppies outside
opening after the rain
of a summer storm
Secrets -JamesRemus-James knew that things the previous night had been screwed up beyond belief. James knew that Remus wasn't speaking to either of them and they were all in deep shit with Dumbledore. James knew that he hated seeing the look of betrayal in Remus's warm eyes every time he managed to catch his gaze. Above all else, James knew that if there was one thing that Remus desperately needed, it was someone to just hold him, tell him everything would be all right, and to make the tears go away. Deep down James knew he could make a smile return to the werewolf's lips.Secrets -JamesRemus-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
In private, he would admit to himself that Remus Lupin was attractive, and the kind of boy he could see himself falling in love with. Now, whether or not he would actually ever tell Remus that he was gorgeous, kind, sweet, and down right amazing was another issue entirely. James wasn't sure he had the will power to admit anything to Remus, but if it came down to it, he would if anything just so Remus would try and cheer up. Maybe even j
A hospitalFor a moment you found it hard to believe there was a girl under all those sheets. They were ruffled like a fallen wedding dress and were as chaotic as a shattered window. The hospital room was a light blue, lit by the window at the far end of the room. The room was decorated with instruments, devices and wires you didn't understand. You didn't want to know what they meant. Didn't want to realize they were the gateway from death into life.A hospital4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A weak, hoarse voice spoke.
It was as pitiful as a puppy drenched in rain and equally helpless.
"Hi," you spoke in reply, your words unstable.
"I can't see you well. I heard you come in..." she sounded breathless, a runner in an endless marathon. Her voice was like a tattered cloth full of holes, defenseless against a roaring wind.
You approached the girl.
"You look... amazing," the girl murmured.
You knew you should say something like that, too, tell her that despite all that had happened, she was still beautiful. But the girl's appearance sto
'No Longer His' - drarry fluffHarry straddled Draco's thighs and looked his fill. Draco was lying sprawled on their bed, hair wild around his head, eyes full of passion, chest heaving His chest. Harry's eyes stayed on the long, thin, white line that was left after the Sectumsempra curse. The scar, that was there because of him.'No Longer His' - drarry fluff3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Harry's eyes snapped up to Draco's.
"I know what you're thinking about. Stop it. Focus on what's important instead."
Draco took Harry's hand and placed it across his heart. Harry could feel the rapid beating under his palm.
"This is what's important. Can you feel it? It starts beating like this every time you're near me. And not just in the bedroom. Everywhere. Every time I see you, it skips a beat and then starts beating this crazy. Because of you. Because I love you with all my heart. It no longer belongs to me, it's yours."
Harry lifted his eyes, which have been focused on their hands the whole time. Now they were filled with tears.
Couch - A Drarry TaleHermione broke the couch.Couch - A Drarry Tale3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She hadn't meant to, of course, but it was what it was and what it was was that Hermione, 8 months pregnant, was a big unit and that couch was almost as old and she was.
It had taken two cups of herbal tea and all the flattery in the world to stem the unbelievable flow of tears that ensued but when she was finally gone, the couch was still broken.
Harry and Draco stood staring at it with a curious undertone of sadness.
"This is weird..." Harry finally murmured, "It's weird, right?"
Draco paused, "Well, we've had it since we moved in. We christened it that first night."
Harry smirked at the memory, "There was nothing holy about what we did on that couch."
Draco scoffed his agreement.
"We can just repair it." he suggested, flourishing his wand lazily.
Harry thought about it.
"I dunno. Maybe we could do with a new couch?"
Draco sighed, "Oh Merlin, this isn't going to turn into another one of your crusades for furniture that matches the apartment, is it?"
Jack Frost x ReaderJack Frost x ReaderJack Frost x Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was just a normal winter day for Jack. Go around, make sure places had enough snow; the usual. He stoped at his favorite neighborhood, waiting to see the children start to play in the fresh snow. He also wanted to play along, but that was beside the point.
Watching a car pull up to one of his favorite kids houses, Jamie, he noticed a girl step out.
Now Jack never really was stuck by seeing girls. Sure, he found some cute, but this girl was different. And she was going to Jamies house.
Following her up to the doorstep, he watched Jamie let her inside, only drifing beind her before he shut the door.
"Jamie! I feel like I haven't seen you in forever! But I just saw you last week!" She smiled, giving him a hug before she took off her coat. "You can go get your snow stuff on. I'll make you something nice for when you come back inside. But remember, I'm calling you inside for lunch." The girl smiled, walking upstairs.
Jack, still full of wonder, followed her up to t
A Title About HeavenThe Other took The Speaker's hand.A Title About Heaven4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why are you holding my hand...?" the question was blown softly into the night.
"Because it proves that you are real," murmured The Other, "And I haven't held your hand in such a long time."
"Perhaps I'm not real," smiled Speaker, "Maybe I'm just in your mind, your dreams."
"You are real," came the solid reply, "Because I love you and as long as I love you, you'll always be real."
"You've never held my hand before, not properly," muttered The Speaker.
"Because I've never come so close to losing you," said The Other, "Those days before you left I was worried that you were imaginary. That you were too good to be true. When you came back I realised that you were real. And now I'm not scared to hold your hand anymore."
"What if one day I don't come back....?" asked The Speaker.
"Then I'll be glad that for one day, one moment, I touched your hand and kissed your lips. I'll be glad that you were real."
Lemon Drops -AlScorpius-Al had been finding them everywhere, small yellow and delicious lemon drops. Addicted to them? It was possible, but at the same time he did not remember having bought as many as he was finding. They were quite literally everywhere. He had found them in a scroll of parchment, in his bag, in his socks, his shoes, his robes, inside a book, on a pillow, at his spot at dinner, hell once he had even found them on his desk after he looked away to get a quill. His owl, Hedwig after his father's, had even brought him a whole pack of them. He didn't understand, couldn't quite figure out where they were all coming from. It was a puzzle the Slytherin boy couldn't figure out.Lemon Drops -AlScorpius-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a chilly fall afternoon, a beautiful Saturday that the students weren't about to waste in doors bent over tables with their noses pressed to the parchment to take notes or read for class. They were all outside, which, for Al, was a plus seeing how he wasn't quite sure how he would find Rosie any other way. Though, with
The Road to Love Chapter OneTo watch the one you love die is to watch part of you die. That's how I feel right now as I watch a friend and a lover die right in front of me. I've never felt more helpless than I do right now. I'm still trying to figure out how all of this happened. All I remember is hearing a scream then when I looked to see if everyone was okay I saw him lying there. I was told that there was nothing that could be done to save him. But I didn't listen; I still picked him up off the ground and ran for help. You may be asking what happened. I'll get to that in time I promise. When I got to the castle I was met by one of the nurses. They took him away. That alone gave me some hope that would be okay. After a moment I start to run after them, just in case something should happen to him I want to be there for him.The Road to Love Chapter One4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When I got the hospital wing I tried to get in to see him, but they wouldn't allow me in. Not that I blame them, they wouldn't want me getting in the way. They did tell me that it would ta
GabrielleGabrielle2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Career: Fashion Model
Gabrielle is an ex model, as she got disgraced by the industry when she fell over on a catwalk when walking in 12 inch heels. When she fell she twisted her ankle so couldn't model for a few months while she recovered. However she was banned from modelling on the catwalk again.
She was forced to move out of her trendy apartment in the Big City and move to a small town, where my other characters live.
Bronte found her one day in the Bluebird Cafe, knowing instantly she wasn't a local. She sort of recognised her so went to go and introduce herself. But Gabrielle made a massive scene about a complimentary slice of chocolate cake and some non-diet soda and stormed out, not letting a bandaged ankle stop her from making a dramatic exit.
Bronte followed her but Gabrielle mistook her interest for prying in her business and snapped at Bronte, hurting her feelings and making her cry.
MAGICAL ADVENTURES PART 4MAGICAL ADVENTURES PART 4MAGICAL ADVENTURES PART 46 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
CHAPTER 4 THE BOOK OF AGES?
delong wong; serena i have new and inprofed coyp of the book of ages you wanted
serena; ya yes at last now to rights some chgines and serena maigc dubbles long with max
toby jackie ben may an delong wong meudsa yes iv fisnhed righting it my powers are so storng
by wya think for hlepnig me inporf my fighting skills
max; sure thing after all you free me thx do you my powers are stronger then they ever you are samrt storng for girl your age the plan you come up with is far better then any
thing iv come up
mesudsa;yes now thee no way we can lose thx to serena; we jsut hlep beat sakrua nad others then ocne she stlel there magic she will use book to make us get pwoer up to
jackie; yes revgne will be ares this time we cant be sotp thx to serena
toby; yes the pwoer we have is jsut perfact sakura will never have pwoers we now have
nor will her firneds
ben; yes toda
Jealousy is a Deadly sin.Pairing: Harry Potter X Draco Malfoy.Jealousy is a Deadly sin.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Summery: Harry knew today was going to be different, not to mention difficult. But just how far can jealousy push you?
As soon as his eyes shuttered open, Harry knew it would be an unusual day. Normally he would leave his prophecies to professor Trelawney but today he didn't need a mad old bat to tell him that he would regret getting out of bed.
Harry pushed the maroon curtains open and swung his legs over the side of his bed, calling Ron to wake up as he did. As usual he groaned and ignored him but Harry had learned the redhead's special wake up word.
"Ron! Look food!" Ron sat up quicker than a snitch, his eyes wide and head spinning wildly. Harry couldn't help but chuckle while shaking his head, his friend was so weird.
"Come on, or we'll be late for breakfast."
Ten minutes later found the golden trio making their way down the corridors, heading towards the great hall. Unusually they didn't pass anyone until the got down to the entrance
Her Dreams.You know that moment when you send a text message, and you don't instantly regret it...Her Dreams.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
but after a while you realize you probably shouldn't have done that?
That's the moment I was in back then.
"You should come over." I texted my friend, thinking it was Friday, and I was home, and she was probably home, and I just got popcorn at the store that past Teusday. Movie night sounded like a good plan. Five minutes later I'd heard a knock at the door, of course it was her, my darling Lizabeth. She had her peachy orange hair down straight around her face, making her blue eyes seem unreal, her pale skin seem paler, and her tan freckles more prominant than she'd like them to be. I smiled. Her face always made me smile.
People often misunderstood how I loved Lizabeth. She was like the first blossom on the seed you planted, after having cared for it each and every day. Like the tick of a clock. The ring of a phone. The font of your favorite novel. The smell of new cars. She was just there to me, a
MAGICAL ADVENTURES PART 2MAGICAL ADVENTURESMAGICAL ADVENTURES PART 26 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
CHAPTER 2 SERENA PLAN
jack;master serena iv invoted the other two kids you ask me to
sernea; o yes you get sakura and li;s future kids right
jack; thats right
serena; good ok every this your host serena of you wood be so kind a stop head to water park
sakura; what you say yumi kim madison sheoran maylen
yumi; i say lots go
sakura jr; mom your here to
sakura; o i i take you get invote to
sheroan jr; yes we did but some thing some off but this palce i cant put my finger on it but i dont think this serena girl want us all here for fun i think she up to some thing
yumi; i wood agree with you
serena; i will soon prof that am storngst use of magic and fighting but fist jsut get thsi brats to use there magic to sotp few steping sotnes thst stand in my way then i the seal
be borke i get back my ture powers but now i need meet them face to face to keep my fake good girl thing am doing i dont want them to keep thing i
Harry and the HostagePairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry PotterHarry and the Hostage3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rating: PG for mild suggestiveness and language
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling, and I make no money from this
Harry pursued the dark wizard known as Greasy Pete down Diagon Alley and into Gringotts, not able to use any spells to bring him down because of the throngs of back-to-school shoppers. A stunning spell strong enough to knock down a full-grown man could seriously harm a child if it went astray. Once inside the bank, the fugitive leapt over a counter. A startled elderly witch had her wand out, and when she saw Harry come running in her direction, she hit him with a Confundus. By the time his mind cleared, Harry's wand was gone, and he'd been bound by an Incarcerous. The fugitive had his wand pressed to Harry's neck. "Come any closer, and the famous Harry Potter is dead!" the man shouted, stopping two other Aurors in their tracks.
Greasy Pete dragged Harry backwards. It was quite awkward,
True FriendshipFriendship is not something,True Friendship4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
that comes out of the blue.
It's something that's real,
something that's true.
True friendship is something,
very dear to your heart;
Something from which I,
hope to never part.
True friendship is something,
when people naturally cling together.
It doesn't just change,
not like the weather.
Friendship is something,
that will forever dwell.
It is something that,
is very hard to find.
To pick a friend is a,
very hard job for the mind.
Friendship to someone is,
True friendship forever is
So my love, ours is true, let's not spoil it.
-Drarry- An Alphabet Full Of LoveA-Drarry- An Alphabet Full Of Love3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Amazing. There was no lesser word for him. Everything about him was graceful. Blood from aristocrats and a great upbringing making him no less. Amazing, for no other word described him any better than that one. A wry grin touched my lips as I watched him sleeping, pale hair spread out over the crimson pillow, mouth slightly parted and disturbing the hairs next to him, while pale lashes cast shadows over his cheekbones. I grinned and reached forward to lightly touch my fingertips to his left cheek, skating them all over his face. The only reaction he gave was to sigh. It was amazing.
Beautiful. He was, by far the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Seeing him nursing his coffee made me smile lopsidedly. It was a privilege to see him so calm at night, but in the light of day, newspaper on the table, and coffee gently placed between his hands. He looked so calm and serene; beautiful.
Careful. The first few steps of our relationship were ever so careful; he was
Jack Frost x Reader (Part 2)Jack Frost x ReaderJack Frost x Reader (Part 2)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
As soon as Jack burst through the windows in North's work space; the large man had to come greet him. "Jack! What brings you here?" He asked him, his voice being slightly raised.
"I have a problem North. A really, really, big problem." He muttered, having to hold onto a desk to keep himself standining.
"What is it?!" He yelled, rushing over to him.
Jack took in a deep breath and let out his frosty air. "I like. A girl. Big time.."
The other male didn't say a word, but smiled. "Jack! That's not a problem! You're fine!"
Shaking his head, he sighed lightly. "That's not true. I could never even talk to her, so what's the point?"
"You must show me where this girl is. I need to see her." North laughed while he got a snowglobe and handed it to Jack.
He sighed and thought of the place, smashing the globe on the floor so they could go to Jamies house.
The two appeared inside the house, seeing that Jamie was outside and (Name) was cleaning up the kitchen.
A tell of epic braveryThis afternoon, while sitting in my bed,A tell of epic bravery3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I saw my cat's a ponder, with something on a thread.
"What ho is this?" I thought indeed,
and got up off my ass, and ran to their need.
Over to the problem, I flew like a flash!
Only to have my cats knock something over, 'Crash!'
A chill of terror ran through my bones,
seeing it skitter across my floor, oh noes!
The rubber band ball near my hand, I grabbed with a flash!
and smash it I did, to that spider's eight legged ass.
"Ha!" Said I, "you'll scurry no more,
You nasty, dirty, and most spidery whore."
Alas, when I rose the weapon to see the corpse,
Oh hell, it was still alive of course!
Once again, I gave a mighty yell,
and sent that little (rather large) arachnid to hell!
It's crumpled up body, a trophy on my floor,
never to bother my cats or me more.
'Ice Ice Baby' - drarry"Fuck!"'Ice Ice Baby' - drarry3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Draco reached for Harry's hand but it was too late. Harry was already kneeling on the ground, face morphed into painful expression.
"Fuck, it hurts!"
"Come on, Hero," Draco said and reached for Harry to pull him up on his feet again.
"I love your clumsiness Harry, I really do, because I think it's adorable, but this is the second time you slipped on the ice in the last ten minutes we've been outside."
"You think I'm doing this on purpose?! It fucking hurts!"
"I know, you've mentioned it once or twice or fifty times already."
"Because it's true! And why is it, that you haven't even as much as staggered, but I'm constantly on the ground?!"
"It's called grace and we all can't have it, now can we."
Draco flashed him a bright smile and Harry scowled at him. Draco laughed.
"Oh don't be like that Harry, pouting doesn't suit you. Besides, it was your idea that we'll go out for a walk."
"But I didn't know the streets were covered entirely in ice."
The moment he said that, his foot
Ghost!Hetalia X Psychic!Reader- Cease- PreviewGhost!Hetalia X Psychic!Reader- Cease- Preview1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ghost!Hetalia X Psychic!Reader
â€œSoâ€¦. This is the place.â€ I mumbled and slammed the car door shut.
My name is (Full name) I am currently 22 years old and have just inherited a house from my deceased grandmother. After packing up and leaving my college behind I carried on to my new home in France.
My grandmother had been born in this country and left during World War 2 to flee to (home country) where she had a family and many years later I was born.
After her husband-died years ago, she returned to live out the rest of her days in the countryside of France. And thatâ€™s what she did up until she peacefully died in her sleep at the age of 97.
That was 6 months ago. In that time I had inherited everything she ever owned including her riches, journals, and house. The reason you may ask? I was the favorite.
She would always tell me that I was special and would live on to great
Butterfly Pulse - OneshotA thin, fourteen-year old boy lies curled up on his bed, eyes tightly shut, like he's trying to forget the rest of the world exists. His hands cover his face, hiding it, but it isn't difficult to miss the convulsing of his shoulders and the sobs emanating from his throat.Butterfly Pulse - Oneshot3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His name is Ever Makai. And he wants to die. Desperately.
The tears stream down his face as he gulps for air, and he closes his eyes again, wanting to shut out everything. He wants to be able to stop listening to his mind, to have peace at last from the poisonous thoughts that haunt him constantly, night and day.
He's lost absolutely all hope. He can't think of a reason to stay, to keep holding on, because he just doesn't want to anymore.
He wonders bitterly why God, if he even exists, is cruel enough to keep him alive, only to prolong his suffering. He could perfectly well have died the day his parents did, in a car crash the day they were bringing him home from the hospital where he was born. That way, he
HushHush3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the darkness of the room, Marcus can feel the other person moving. The sound of footsteps is loud against hard, pale colored stone, and Marcus knows that his friend isn't bothering to keep it down. It doesn't matter, he doesn't mind.
He pushes himself deeper into his bedding and rolls over, onto his side. Blinking into the inky surroundings, he's spotted the silhouette of Oliver near the open door. He's learned to leave it open, lest he be woken by Oliver's late night entrances with the sound of it slamming shut.
Marcus smiles, and understands that even if it can't be seen, Oliver knows.
"Hey," he greets quietly, sleepily. These late nights are going to get to him, he knows. They've already caused him to need naps during the day, but he doesn't tell Oliver. He loves that his friend visits him, no matter the time. Oliver whispers a response that he doesn't catch, but he doesn't mention it, and simple chuckles.
The form crawls under his blanket, and presses against him, stealing the w