Amour D'enfance 7 Hikari gasped in awe at the elegant sight. The Grand Ball was held inside Fantina's gym. But never in her life had she expected the gym to be so big or extravagant. The minute she walked in, her eyes couldn't grasp the beauty of it all. It wasn't dark or hollow like the first time she entered the gym. No, there were shining lights everywhere. Violet curtains were hung on a huge glass wall. Above the huge hall was a gigantic chandelier, shaped like a Chandelure, lighting the wonderful dancers below it.Amour D'enfance 7 in Romance More Like This
"Wow " she breathed. A small chuckle filled her eardrums. The dark brunette turned her head to her left. Lucas, crisp in a classic black tux and hair combed backwards, gave her a sweet smile. The young man patted the woman's hand that was holding his arm.
"Shall we dance?" His voice was calm and gentle.
Hikari couldn't help but blush. "Alright then." Slowly, they went down the flight of stairs. Hikari slightly li
My Stubborn Cure SIX The last candle was lit. Kotone lifted the small candle and placed it on top of the television. She was thankful that her mother had packed up a lot of candles under the kitchen cabinet. She was even more thankful that she had two powerful and helpful fire pokemon in her team.My Stubborn Cure SIX in Romance More Like This
Silver sat on the sofa, his left hand rubbing his right arm so many times that Kotone thought he was cold. But he was the one wearing a jacket. Kotone shivered at the thought now she was cold.
"Achoo!" She sneezed.
Both Charizard and Typhlosion stood on each of Kotone's side. Silver's sat there in awe as his eyes focused on the brunette. Kotone was still wrapped around her blanket. It was as if she was wearing a robe. The two fire breathers stood there both creatures on their hind legs. They pose a very high and mighty and intimidating look a look of a predator. There were a few candles lit here and there but Silver can only s
Six Little Hearts1.FateSix Little Hearts in Romance More Like This
"Why the hell is your name Leaf?" he asked, poking her forehead. Leaf frowned at both his finger jab and his weird question.
"I mean, come on," Green stared at her lazily. "Leaf is the colour of green. Your eyes are damn brown. You don't wear a single green on you. Heck, your starter is a fire type, definitely not a greenish environment."
Leaf blinked her eyes dumbly at him. A small shrug was seen from her. "I don't know."
Green sighed. His mute little rival wasn't going to give him any answer not that he cares anyway. The young leader stood up from his chair, wanting to walk away. But he felt a gentle touch on his hand, making him face her.
Leaf was already standing right in front of him. A small, sweet smile flashed on her face. "Maybe it's because I'm fated to meet someone with the name 'Green' on it. You know, 'LeafGreen'. I think the name is kinda cute."
Hollow Demon 11 "Mama, where are we going?"Hollow Demon 11 in Drama More Like This
Emery looked at his son. The child tugged the sleeve of her blouse. Pursing a small smile, she answered, "We're going to Almia to see Grandma and Grandpa. Isn't that fun?"
The boy bit the insides of his cheeks. He gazed out front. The wonderful island of Cinnabar was slowly fading away from his gaze. He then focused his attention back at his mother. "But Mama, isn't Papa coming with us?"
He saw her mother's smile slowly fading away. Emery averted her gaze, her finger softly tapping her cheek. "Well darling, Papa has lots of work to do back home. Sometimes Papa has to sacrifice himself just so he can make us happy."
His head tilted to the left, confused with his mother's explanation. "Sacrifice ?"
The elegant redhead ruffled her son's hair. "Sacrifice means one has to give up something in order to obtain something or someone that they want. So P
Broken Abyss 2 Silver crossed his arms and leaned against a huge tree. His eyes faced down as Feraligatr and Gengar was having a spar to see who the better fighter was. Both Pokémon moved at an intense speed, jumping and rocketing at each other to give out the first blow.Broken Abyss 2 in Romance More Like This
Their trainer smirked, pleased with their power. He stood carefully on top of a thick branch. A slow wind blew upon their surrounding, whipping his red hair on to his face. Silver led out a quite huff and pulled back his annoying locks, letting it rest behind his ear. His mind pondered on getting a haircut.
Silver chuckled silently at the thought. Nahh.
"There you are!"
Silver jumped at the sudden voice. He gripped the smaller branches, making sure that he didn't fall. His eyes quickly turned and glared at the young woman who was obliviously waving at him in glee.
Kotone bounced happily the minute
Thousand Words Kotone glanced at the man sitting in front of the fireplace. She posed a thoughtful frown, hiding her lips behind her scarf.Thousand Words in Humor More Like This
"Tyrrr " Her head snapped to her left. Typhlosion was purring next to her, warming her petite little body. Her frown turned into a cheerful smile. Kotone petted the starter's head. At least she had her beloved fire Pokémon to warm her up.
Especially if you're one to be on top of Mt Silver.
The petite brunette huffed quietly. Her eyes were back on the silent young man. He was making s'mores. His eyes never away from the melted pastry. Kotone sighed under her chilly breath and leaned against the wall.
"Pika?" Another sound breezed to her eardrums. She looked down. Red's Pikachu was eyeing her happily; small sparks of joy sparkling on his cheeks. Kotone giggled wistfully and bought the electric mouse in her arms. "Hey there fella. Are you cold?" she murmured softly, s
Childhood Fate5 years oldChildhood Fate in Romance More Like This
"Hi! I'm Jun!" What's your name?"
The girl kept her mouth shut, her fingers pressing her lips in embarrassment.
Jun was getting impatient. "Are you broken?" He poked the little girl's head mindlessly, eyebrow raised. "My mummy says some toys can't move or speak coz they're broken. Are you a toy? Are you broken?" The girl made no sudden movement. Jun could see the faint blush on her cheeks as he continued to poke her forehead. "So you are a toy, huh?"
The little girl shook her head rapidly. "No."
Jun laughed at the small squeak she made. "You're a funny toy."
She dared to stare at the boy; eyes slightly teary at his accusation. "I am not a toy! You're mean!"
He laughed again. The petite little girl began to sob quietly. "You're mean!"
"No I am not. I really thought you were a toy. Maybe you're a doll. You look like one."
Love Potion1. ConflictingLove Potion in Humor More Like This
"I love you Leaf! I love you with all my life!"
Leaf shut her ears tightly. Brown eyes stared at the young leader who was standing on the roof of his gym.
"I love you with all my life!" Green yelled excitingly. Blastoise and Charizard slapped their faces as they stood behind Leaf. The three of them had the same thought: What has gotten into Green today?!
"The only girl I want to fuck is Leaf only!"
Leaf froze entirely. She gawked her hear upwards, eye round as plates.
"Ya hear that world?! My Leaf is the only girl who can have my-"
"S-shut up!" As Green was madly shouting, Leaf hopped onto her Charizard and the two flew towards the delusional man. Finally, before he can ramble more perverted words, Leaf pounced on Green, shutting his mouth with her trembling hands.
"I LOVE MY HIKARI KARI KARI!"
The shrieking, ear-pitching sound shook Hikari, completely making her jump off her bed. She quickly scrambled to her window. Shock s
Heart Swap1. ConflictingHeart Swap in Humor More Like This
"Yo, Green, how about I make you a deal? I'll get off the mountain if you offer me to stay at your home." Leaf snickered foxily, standing really close in front of the quiet Green.
"Hay Jun!" Hikari rocketed herself towards the blonde boy, catching him off guard. "Eeee you have no idea how much I've missed you! Johto was fun and all but I miss you the most hey I have an idea let's buy me ice cream to celebrate me back at home!" The lovely dark brunette snuggled her face on the young man's chest.
Jun flashed a small grin and sighed quietly. "I miss you too, Kari Kari."
"Cheren, how are you going to pass your examination if all you do is fooling around?"
Cheren stared boringly at his female best friend. "Touko, you're sweet and all, but can I go now? I'd rather sit at home and watch TV with Emboar than do math."
Touko shot a sharp glare at him, which Cheren replied with a lazy yawn.
"Hi there Kotone! I'm s
Hollow Demon 4 "Oh wow! Kotone, your house looks awesome!"Hollow Demon 4 in Drama More Like This
Kotone scratched her head in abash. Her cheeks flushed in a pink colour. Her mouth burst cheeky giggles. "Ah it's nothing. I'm just happy to have found a place for me and my Pokémon."
Silver rolled his eyes at her statement. Yeah, one would be happy if one so happen to live in a luxurious penthouse in one of the finest condos in Goldenrod City.
The place was located on the rooftop of the condominium. It was huge; almost a storey high so that her Pokémon can fit. The walls were coloured in a light blue hue. Only one wall wasn't coloured, instead tinted with a huge glass for the beautiful view of the city. Not only that, but a wide and shallow swimming pool was seen outside of the house, just so her and her Pokémon could have some pool time. All in all, it was a beautiful house and Kotone lived in it.
A loud g
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 36'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 36 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 36---
Commander Dot Pixis looked as though he had aged considerably since the last time you spoke with him. He was as calm and collected as you remembered, but the lines on his face had deepened with weariness, and he appeared more distracted than usual. Veteran or no, the harrowing events of Trost had taken a toll on him as well. Somehow, he reminded you of your Grandfather uncomfortably, just when his health was starting to decline.
You stood with him upon the windy battlements of Wall Rose. He listened patiently as you explained your decision to him. You did your best to stand perfectly still as a disciplined soldier ought to, but the awkwardness of it all caused you to shuffle your feet. After all, the Commander had pulled all sorts of strings in order to release you from prison, graduate you from training, and secure a place for you in the Garrison. Now that you were joining the Recon Corps, you felt as though all of his
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 37'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 37 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 37---
After what had transpired at the stables, Jean was left embarrassed and frustrated.
Don't think I'll be speaking to Connie for a while, he thought sourly, stomping up the lonely path. I swear, after all the shit I've gone through, this is the last thing I want to deal with right now…
The past few days had left him edgier than he had ever felt in a lifetime. After having to cope with everything all at once, the only bright spot in his life right now was you, and even that still lacked certainty. Having spent an entire week avoiding one another like the plague, the two of you had only just started speaking to each other. Breaking the ice, rebuilding trust, and confiding in one other as you ought to.
…And then freaking Connie Springer had to open his motor mouth and make things awkward again. Marriage, of all fucking things! It was a naïve, carelessly thrown remark, but coming from such a simple-minded kid, Jean expec
'The Visitor' - [Jean x Mermaid!Reader] - Part 3'The Visitor' - [Jean x Mermaid!Reader] - Part 3 in Romance More Like This
---'The Visitor': Jean x Mermaid!Reader: Part 3---
Putting it delicately, Jaeger and I have never experienced the joy of being on the same wavelength with one other. More often than not, our sporadic 'disagreements' tend to end up in bruises and bloodshed, though I'll admit I'm not much better than him at keeping a reign on my temper. I’d also be lying if I said Mikasa didn't have anything to do with it. It's petty and childish, I know. But it irks me to no end the amount of attention she gives him that he neither appreciates nor deserves. The little shitwad.
But more than anything else, it's his incessant rage against the fabled merfolk that's kept me on edge whenever he's around. And goddamn, when that kid gets angry, you'd be downright crazy to stay in his way. Standing in front of a charging bull would be a far safer idea.
Yet here I am, barring his path while he stares me down with an accusing glare. His knuckles are ghost-white upon the wooden baseball bat. It looks
'Firefly' - [Jean x Reader]'Firefly' - [Jean x Reader] in Romance More Like This
Warnings for possible spoilers from the Just Be series, but this fic can also be read as a general Jean x Reader fic. A fluffy, reflective piece on an established relationship from Jean's point of view.
It's still dark, but I can hear the birds singing outside.
I let out a groan, wanting nothing more than to hide beneath a cocoon of warm, soft blankets. This exhaustion is like a four-meter class Titan standing on my head. …Why? Why so soon? I'm not ready to wake up yet. Not ready to move. Not ready to face the world and its hurdles. Not ready to feel the sting of cold hardwood against my bare feet. Not ready to feel the sear of sunlight in my eyes.
But against my best hopes, the hours of rest and soothing quiet are being chased away by the approaching morning. The sky grows paler with every passing moment. The time for dreaming is over.
Inhaling sharply, I clench my swollen eyelids shut in a last spurt of denial. The temptation to thr
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 38'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 38 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 38---
The next day, training ended early at midday for chores. As you made your way back to the barracks, you gazed upwards. The pale-blue sky, filled with a pleasant breeze, promised an afternoon of mild weather. No wonder Lance Corporal Levi was intent on getting some cleaning done today, while it was sunny. And guess who was stuck on laundry duty?
You sighed. On such a lovely day like this, you would rather be relaxing. Come to think of it, you hadn't been able to unwind ever since the invasion. Your new busy schedule with the Recon Corps barely afforded much time for leisure. Though chores and training were a needed distraction, they left you with little opportunity to enjoy life a bit more. Considering Mother's final letter to you, it was enough to worry you.
Alas, duties came first, and there would be hell to pay from Levi if the accursed laundry was left undone. You made your way across the castle courtyard, resigned to an afternoon of menial chores. You refus
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] Part 41 FINALE'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] Part 41 FINALE in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 41 (FINALE)---
On the day before leaving for Karanes, you and Jean made the decision to visit your hometown one last time. One month after suffering an invasion, the most of Trost had finally been rebuilt, though the scars of war continued to decorate the cityscape. Gigantic, foot-shaped craters lay embedded in the street tiles where the Titans had once marched. Naturally, the townsfolk gave them a wide berth. Some bloodstains remained on the walls, though they were faded against time and rain. Other buildings were still in the process of being rebuilt. Others were considered beyond hope, and were simply torn down. Those who had lost their homes entirely had been forced to start anew.
Jean's house, thankfully, was not in the list of lost causes. Even better yet, his family had survived the evacuation.
You, on the other hand, had already witnessed the destruction of your former home in the eve of the invasion. But even though that was now lost, there was still a place
'Sun and Moon' - [Eren x Shifter!Reader] - Part 1'Sun and Moon' - [Eren x Shifter!Reader] - Part 1 in Romance More Like This
...'You and I are like opposite sides of the same coin. When we face each other, we can finally see our true selves. ...There may be a resemblance, but we can never face the same direction.'
-Solo Wing Pixy, from Ace Combat Zero
---Sun and Moon: Eren x Shifter!Reader ---
HEAVY MANGA SPOILER WARNING
Author's Notes: A multi-part reader insert featuring a ship between Eren Jaeger and a Titan Shifter Reader on the enemy side. Angst, violence, forbidden romance, strong language, and drama will happen. Trigger warnings for slight physical abuse.
Do enjoy. 8D
You took a deep breath, steadying your nerves. Your older, more experienced collaborators took the lead, only deigning to glance at you when you lagged behind. Other than that, you were paid little to no acknowledgement. It was all part of the plan. The more distanced you all appeared, the less likely any of you could be found guilty by association, should someone from th
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 39'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 39 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 39---
You scanned the windswept field. Nothing but hills, as far the eye could see. As for what lay beyond, however… who could say what you would encounter out there. You tensed your shoulders, preparing yourself physically and mentally for anything.
Your mount, Hoffnung, stirred restlessly underneath your saddle. You rubbed her neck down, soothing her.
All the while, you felt your own heart pound vigorously.
I'm the one who needs to relax, you thought, gulping with nervousness.
You double-checked to make sure that Marco's cloak was securely fastened around your neck. There wasn't enough time to check your straps, or your gear. That said, you had made the extra effort these last few days to maintain their good condition.
"Shouldn't be a problem," you muttered, as Hoffnung shifted from foot to foot beneath you. "…Everything will be fine. There shouldn't be a problem."
A bead of sweat ran down the side of your face. Your comrades were
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 35'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 35 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 35---
One by one, the Cadets disbanded and filtered out of the assembly. Jean stood there weakly, feeling their shoulders brush past. The drumming of footsteps filled the air. Their faces were pale. Tense. Not a single one looked in his direction. Perhaps they were terrified, or ashamed of themselves. …More likely than not, they were all too happy to leave.
Jean's eyes drifted towards them with a pitiful look. He didn't blame them in the least. All they wanted was to survive - to live out the rest of their lives as far away from the Titans as possible. He knew, because he was exactly the same. The harder he planted his feet into the ground, the more his legs shifted and strained. The urge to turn his back and walk away was agonizing. So were the self-disparaging thoughts that filled his head.
He was waging a war against himself.
You're a fool to the end, Jean. You've worked hard all your life to get into the Military Police, and now you're going to throw it
Count the Ways - Yandere!SnKBoys x Cursed!ReaderCount the Ways - Yandere!SnKBoys x Cursed!Reader in Horror More Like This
--- Count the Ways - Yandere!Boys x Cursed!Reader ---
[warnings for language, violence/gore, CREEPINESS and trigger warnings for unhealthily obsessive/controlling relationships. The yandere ship should also be a clear warning here]
My entry for the Halloween Contest. Let's begin. 8D
[Songstamp: "Rossini William Tell Overture Part 2 and 3" - from the "Catherine" OST]
It had all started with a rumor.
Legend spoke of a maiden from long ago who was famed for her never-ending love and devotion for a young soldier in the Recon Corps. When the soldier was assigned to an expedition where doom was the only possible outcome, he was desperate to abort his role in the mission in order to remain with his beloved, but to no avail. In the end, however, the two swore unending loyalty to no one else but each other, resulting in his desertion.
As punishment, both the maiden and the soldier were buried alive together inside
Percabeth 4 ever part 26Annabeth's Pov.Percabeth 4 ever part 26 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When I saw Riptide out I knew he sensed someone was here. He onced told me that when a monster or I with my cap on, the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. Then I thought he was full of crap, now I wish I took him seriously then. His eyes scanned the land in front of him. I know what he was looking for and why was I so stupid?
I didnt cover my footsteps! He saw them walking from my cabin. His face seemed to relax but he didnt put away Riptide. His eyes didnt relax either. They were still bloodshot red. Making the beautiful green fade away.
"Who ever you are, come out now." Percy ordered. Before now I thought that his voice was sexy. When he would taunt a monster or flirt with me. Now Im terrified of it. Percy is not a person to mess with. You dont want to be the person on the other end of Riptide.
He took a step forward and I took one back. The sand beneath my foot crunched and Percys eyes fell to where
Percabeth 4 ever part 23Annabeths Pov.Percabeth 4 ever part 23 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I really didnt have work. I rarely work anymore.Tony saids I dont have too. He pays for the house that we live in. I moved in with him after I had Roo. He said that I could stay there as long as I wanted and I havent left. His house is huge with 5 bedrooms and 6 bathrooms.
He asked me about 3 weeks ago if I wanted to work. If that is what I wanted to do with my free time and I told yes. I dont like feeling worthless. Like I dont contribute some how. Tony doesnt even make me pay rent.
Yesturday is still on my mind. How I saw Percy after three years. I saw my daughter that I thought I would never see again. I still have the card Percy gave me. His number is the same as it was three years ago. Well at least the apartment. Also I guess he got a cell phone. Probably because of Roo.
Tony surprised me last night with a trip to Montauk. That reminded me of Percy and all those times his family took me there with them. It was there that I first said I love you to him. The first ti
Percabeth 4 Ever part 3Percy's Pov.Percabeth 4 Ever part 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
" But mother I do love him. Ever since he saved me in the Sea of Monsters. I love him now and I will in 10 years." Annabeth exclaimed. When I looked over at her she removed her gaze from mine.
I was shocked. I never knew that Annabeth loved me since our trip to the Sea of Monsters to rescue my best friend Grover. I mean I suspected it when she kissed me in Mt. Saint Helens but even then I thought she kissed me only because she thought I was going to die soon after.
"Do you really love my son as you claim you do, my dear?" My father asked as he smiled away as if he were drunk.
"With all my heart sir." Annabeth answered as she rose her gaze.
I stood up from the couch I was sitting on and walked over to Annabeth's side. I took ahold of her right hand because I could see that she was shaking because of her mother. She looked over to me when she felt my hand take hers.I smiled at her as my thumb moved along her hand.
I knew Athena couldn't harm me and she wouldn't harm her own
Percabeth 4 ever part 11Percy's Pov.Percabeth 4 ever part 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sat there and let all the tears I been holding in for the last three months. When I lifted my head from my mothers now wet shoulder I started to laugh.
"Whats so funny?" My mom asked me confused.
"I try to act like Im the tough guy but here I am crying for about a hour on my mother's shoulder. I just think its funny." I explained to her as I wiped my tears away.
"You ok now?"
"Yeah Ill be fine. Go and celebrate with Paul. You shouldn't be here comforting my pitful self." I told her as I got up and walked over to my window. I found that my hand went up to the necklace around my neck without me knowing. I fingered the ring Annabeth gave me 4 years ago, on our first anniversary saying that she wanted me forever and she wanted me to have something to be reminded of that desire.
Ingraved on the outside is 'I <3 U 4 ever.'. I hope that she stands by that.
"Ok Percy. I will only be in the next room if you need anything. I love you." I looked ove
Percabeth 4 ever part 25Annabeths Pov.Percabeth 4 ever part 25 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What in Hades am I going to do? If Percy sees me now he will know Im who I really am. No pretending or running away. I would just go and tell him everything if it werent for my mother. Before Roo I didmt care what my mother thought. Neither did Percy but now that Roos here and her life depends if me and Percy are together or not I do care about what my mother thinks and saids.
I need to talk to her and see what she thinks. If she has changed her mind in the last 3 years. I havent talked to her in over three years. She was the reason I wasnt apart of Percy's and Roos lives.I was pissed at her and at moments like this when I see him I hate her again.
He didnt seemed to even notice or sense that there was another person on the beach. He looked so worn out, like hes been stretched to far. I saw bagges under his eyes and he was stumbling up toward his cabin. I wonder what how long he was down there. Water makes him feel better b
Percabeth 4 ever part 19Percys PovPercabeth 4 ever part 19 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As soon as the words. "Shes dead," rolled out of my fathers mouth my whole world crashed down. The girl that made me want to wake up everyday is gone and its my fault. Even though you might think things happen. It was just her time to go but it wasnt. I made that happen to her. Without me she wouldnt have gotten pregnant and wouldnt have did giving birth. I should have been there. I should have, I wanted to be but I wasnt able to because no one ever tells me anything anymore.
Shes gone. I feel to my knees and let the tears flow. Theres no reason for me to hold them back. Then it came to me. The baby. The one she died giving to me.
"Dad the baby, is she ok?Where is she?" I sobbed out.I finally looked into my Fathers eyes and I saw something I didnt think I would. Guilt. What would he have to be guilty about?
"She fine Son. Perfectly healthy baby girl and shes right here." His eyes drifted to his now folded arms. There was a flash of blue light and I had to close m
Percabeth forever 32Percys pov.Percabeth forever 32 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It took 2 weeks for Annabeth to open her eyes. Another week to be able to move around and another 3 months before she was realeased from the hospital. I took the boys up there every day when she was able to hold them and feed them. Roo came up a couple times but I know that she doesnt have the best relationship with Annabeth at the moment.
I understand that too. Roo still believes that Annabeth left me. Roo told me that it hurt her to see me in the state I was those first 3 years without Annabeth, that she could remember. She knows that it was because Annabeth faked her death I was like that. Roo just knows too much for her own good. Having two girls with brains like Athena has been hurting my brain. Hopefully the boys take after me and dont have Athena in them. If they do I dont think I will be able to survive another 18 years of this.
Matt and Andy took my eyes. Just like Roo. I guess Annabeth is the only grey eyed person in our family. The boys got Anna
Percabeth 4 ever part 4Annabeth's Pov.Percabeth 4 ever part 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I planned tonight differently in my dreams and plans. I dreamed of dinner at a 5 star restaurant, then a moon light walk on the beach but now, because of Percy and the necklace in my hands, I don't want any of that.
"Percy, this must have cost a fortune. " I exclaimed after I had stared down at the diamond owl necklace in my lap.
" It would have cost a fortune if I didn't know a certain forge god." Percy told me.
"Heph helped you?" I asked him.
"No, I know another forge god." Percy exclaimed. " Yes Heph helped me. Without him you would have got a necklace out of a vending machine in front of Walmart." He smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile.
" Thanks. Its amazingly beautiful." I kissed him.
"Do you want me to put it on you?" He asked me.
"That would be great." He lifted my hair from my neck with one hand as he took the necklace from me with the other. His hands were warm and smooth on my neck.Soo gentle. I never
Percabeth 4 ever part 22Percy's Pov.Percabeth 4 ever part 22 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Daddy! Now can I have my milk?" Roos voice erupted my thoughts.
"I thought I told you not to ask me again." I told her.
"That pretty lady left. I thought I could ask again. Sorry." She crossed her arms and started to pout. he way she always does to make me do what she wants.
"Dont be sorry. Come on." I found myself after that woman that the man, I think his name is Tony, with her called Annie sitting in the chair she just left vacant. I smelt Annabeth or at least I think I did. I always wondered why there wasnt a funeral for her or why when I called Annabeths Dad to ask him if he wanted to see his granddaughter and if there was going to be a funeral for Annabeth he started to cry saying he hadnt know she was dead in the first place. Something in this is wrong. Something is fishy and I know that sounds ironic, coming from someone who can talk to fish but thats beside the point.
I came here to the cafe I work at today because Roo wanted hot cho
Percabeth 4 ever prt 17Annabeth's PovPercabeth 4 ever prt 17 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I guess Poseidon sensed something was wrong cuz we didnt appear in my and Percy Cave. When I opened my eyes I saw a hospital lobby.
Im surprised that Im even aware of where I am because of the pain I am in. You never know pain till you go through child birth and feeling this, it made me think if I wanted to have sex again. Poseidon was helping holding me up a he yelled for a wheelchair. I knew what he was doing. He was making it seem as if we were both completly mortal.
Soon enough I found myself sitting in a wheelchair, holding on to Poseidons hand like my life depended on it. I knew he had other places to be. I knew that he had to go take Lily and Sally to saftey but what I didnt get was why he was still here, letting me squeze his hand like this.
"Go Poseidon.Take Lily and Sally to the Cave. Ill be fine." I told him when the contraction was over. I let go of his hand.
"Do you have anyone that you would here ? Anyone that
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Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling, and I make no money from this
Ron came back with a pajama-clad, yawning Harry and a sealed vial. "All right, who are we going to test this on?" he asked eagerly.
Hermione took a deep breath. "It should be me." If there was something in her potion that would, say, cause one to sprout donkey ears within twenty-four hours, she should be the one to carry those consequences. After all, it was her own lying lips that led to this situation. She popped open both vials. The Veritaserum left no impression on her taste buds. The glittery liquid she and Draco had concocted tasted like pineapple.
Ron rubbed his hands together and grinned. "I'm going to ask the first question. Who were you with last night, Hermione?"
"Malfoy." Oh, dear. Whatever the glittery liquid was, it was not Obfuscerum.
Ron and Harry gave each other triumphant looks. "It works, it works, it works!" Ron did a little happy jig.
"I want to pla
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It was the first Christmas Eve after the war. Hermione was overjoyed to be spending it with her parents, who, memories restored, were back from Australia. Around ten, the two glasses of wine she'd drunk had her yawning. "You'd best get to bed," her mother said, "Since you'll be going to the Weasleys so early tomorrow."
The Weasleys liked to begin their Christmas Day at the unholy hour of six in the morning. But Hermione wasn't going to complain. It was her first Christmas as Ron's girlfriend. She wondered what he would give h
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Draco's wand flew from his grip. Lucius emerged from the shadows and seized his son's left hand. When he saw the ring, he slapped Draco across the face hard enough to rock his head back. "Do you know what your life will be worth if the Dark Lord learns that you're a blood traitor? Nothing. Nothing." Without looking, he pointed his wand at Hermione. "Don't try it, Mudblood. I may not be able kill you now, but I can still hurt you quite badly."
Hermione lowered her right hand to her side.
Lucius said some words that made a strip of white cloth come out of his wand. He wrapped it around Draco's hand, hiding the ring. "Just say that you were hurt. There's not much left of the school year, anyway. It looks like your signing that binding contract to apprentice at Dogweed and Deathcap's this summer will be for the best. You can just wear your dragon hide gloves whenever you
Hermione's Shield, Part 7Note: In earlier parts of this fic, I moved the OWLs to early spring, making them more like assessment tests than finals. Because I am the author, and I AM POWERMAD!!!!!!!Hermione's Shield, Part 7 in Romance More Like This
This installment if rated PG--nothing too heavy, though.
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling, and I do this just for fun.
"Crookshanks!" Hermione exclaimed.
"You greet the furball before you greet your husband? I'm hurt." Draco's face was smiling at her from above her cat's gigantic head.
Hemione suddenly couldn't say a word. She felt her mouth spread into a ridiculously wide grin. At the same time, there was a prickling in her eyes. She melted when he gave her a one-armed hug. Crookshanks purred and butted her chin.
There was a delicate cough. "Perhaps you should take the rest of the day off, Hermione," M. Martin said, "You have the next two days off anyway."
"Thank you," Hermione said, her voice breaking up. She looked down at her cat. "Oh. I can't
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Dramione ficlet written to the prompt 'Draco discovers television'
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling, and I do this strictly for fun, not personal gain.
"What the--" Draco Malfoy looked around, confused. "Where am I? Granger?!"
"You've ended up at my place," Hermione said. She laughed at the sour look he got on his face. "Try not to look so overjoyed." She held the little wooden bucket she kept Floo powder in toward Draco, and he grabbed a handful. He stepped back into the fireplace and tossed the powder. Green flames flared around him, but he didn't go anywhere. "I guess that solar storm is worse than they predicted," Hermione said.
"I'll have to apparate back to the Manor," Draco said.
Hermione looked alarmed. "It's not safe to apparate at all under these conditions, Malfoy! And with the solar storm disrupting magic everywhere, St. Mungo's is going to be crowded. If you lose your pancreas somewhere, who knows when you'll get it back."
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Rating: PG There's a little steamy talk, but nothing that's even close to being explicit
Disclaimer: I own no part of the Harry Potter universe. It belongs to JK Rowling, and I make no money off of it.
Hermione turned to face Snape, knowing it was something that just had to be endured. His dark eyes took in every detail of her dishevelled appearance, from her bushier-than-usual hair to her grass-stained knees. "My, yes, you did have very important business to take care of, didn't you. It must have been the same important business that left Malfoy with the tail of his shirt sticking out of his trouser zip. I believe Filch still has some chastity belts in his collection of Midieval devices. He keeps them in his iron maiden. Perhaps Madame Pomfrey ought to fit you for one."
Hermione blushed so hard, she broke into a sweat. "I got this," she said weakly, holding up the venomous toadwart. With her other hand, she traced the letter P, plus 'D.A.' for Dumbledore's Army.
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Hermione took in a deep, ragged breath and began to write.
You have to know I want you with me. You must know that. BUT. I know that school doesn't seem that important right now, but the war won't last forever. An education is one of the most important assets a person can have. Just hold on.
I can't believe I just wrote that. I miss you so much. But, please, stay in school. Maybe if you're a really good apprentice, Dogweed will let you have some time off this summer.
In the meantime, working in M. Martin's shop will keep me busy. He specializes in rare books. I'm allowed to read most of them on my breaks, even ones that I wasn't allowed to read at Hogwarts. The ones I'm not allowed to read (like the Necronomicon), I really don't want to. If I can't have you, a shop full of books is the best consolation.
I met a couple of my neighbors yesterday, and they seem nice, so p
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Prompt: 'Pretty in pink'
With that prompt, I HAD to make it movie-universe.
Title: Not A Princess
Still sobbing, Hermione shoved through a door and into the nearest bathroom. She'd had such high hopes for the evening.
First of all, there was the dress. The most perfect dress to have ever existed. When she'd spun around in front of the full-length mirror in her dorm room, admiring how the ombre-dyed layers fluttered, Ginny had asked her if she felt like a princess. "Of course not," Hermione had said, "Princesses were unfortunate, powerless pawns who were married off to men twice their age for their fathers' political gain. Why would I want to feel like one?" Ginny had just binked at her. "What I feel like... what I feel like..." Hermione'd touched her shining hair. "Beautiful."
Yes, she had felt beautiful. And she'd known she was going to spend
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The moon was full and close and glowing nearly orange, its light flooding through the Astronomy Tower embrasures. It had set the creatures of the Forbidden Forest to howling. Hermione had spent so much time soothing frightened first years, she'd nearly not made it to the Tower.
Strong arms wrapped around her from behind, and lips teased the nape of her neck. "Watch the venomous toadwart! It'll make you blow up like a dirigible if you touch it," Hermione cautioned.
"That wouldn't be so bad if you'd join me in my hospital cot," Draco breathed into her ear.
Hermione's knees started to get a bit wobbly. "I don't think there'd be enough room for me, what with you expanded to twice your normal size." Teeth nipped her earlobe, and hands began wandering. "Ah, maybe we should try making the potion first, and then play."
"What fun is that?" The hands stopped what they were doing. Just in time, too; a moment longer, and Hermione would have lost all ability to resist.
Hermione was surprised to see
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After making lots of boo-boos last time (including getting Katya's name wrong), I got beta-readers! Thank you, brynnabeth, for doing this one!
Hermione was in the back room of the book shop when Crookshanks started mewing and pawing at the doorjamb. She peered out at him. "What do you want, fuzzy-butt?" He performed the feline 'follow me' dance until she set down the grimoire she was mending and followed him out into the shop proper.
"May I help you?" M. Martin was asking a teenaged boy.
"I, ah, no parlayvoo Frenchy," the boy said.
"Goodness, Harry, you've grown a foot!" Hermione exclaimed.
Harry, caught in an awkward stage, had grown upwards but not outwards. He still looked wonderful to Hermione, and she didn't mind how bony he was when she hugged him. "Yeah, I had to buy all new jeans because my shins were showing," he said. His hair flopped over his forehe
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As I wake up, reality of the night before takes control of my mind. I slip out of bed and quietly open my closet. I want to wear something nice. I mean, Draco is... wait, why do I care what Malfoy thinks about how I look? I pick out a pair of jeans and a crimson sweater. After a moment I put the crimson sweater back and choose and green one. I take all of my clothes with me as I sneak out of my room to the bathroom. I can see Draco's blonde hair as I pass the living room. My heart pounds painfully against my chest. I didn't forget that he was here, but seeing him is completely different. I lean back against the closed bathroom door, holding my clothes tightly against my chest. My stomach twists. I place my clothes on the counter and turn the shower on. I undress as steam fills the room and the mirror begins to fog up. I step into the shower, adapting quickly to the heat of the water. As I wash my hair, I feel my stomach turn again. What am I going to do about al
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I sit next to Hermione on the bench, her crying self wrapped in my arms. I can't help but feel a bit uncomfortable. It's not like we were ever close, but here we are. What do I do? Do I just sit here in silence and let her cry? Do I try to say something to her? I look up across the street to see Weaslette crossing the street toward us. Great. This is not at all what I had in mind for today. I just wanted to talk to Hermione. Now what? Am I supposed to talk to her now, too? What's her first name again? Ginny? If I didn't know any better I'd say her head was on fire. She finally reaches the bench and stares into my eyes for a long moment. Her eyes are filled with fury as we stare on, suspended in time, until finally her gaze softens and she simply nods to me.
"Can we have a moment?" she asks, gesturing toward Hermione. I stand up and allow the flame to take my seat next to Hermione. "Hermione, I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were going to be here! If I'd known I would've war
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I moan sleepily, waking from a deep sleep. Unwilling to open my eyes, I lay there and hope to fall back to sleep. My dream is quickly fading away, but the image of it lingers in my mind for a moment. The body behind me shifts slightly. All hope of falling back asleep vanishes at the feeling of Draco's arm tightening around my waist in his sleep. I revel in his face buried in the back of my neck and my hair. His steady breathing is warm against my skin. I feel a strong sense of calm at his peaceful sleep. He hasn't slept much at all since Bellatrix came back and he's been sleeping even less since his father died. Even when he did sleep he was tossing and turning violently against his nightmares. It's so relaxing to know that he is finally getting a good night's sleep. Accepting that I won't be falling asleep again, I open my eyes. Shadows are forming on the wall as the sun comes up and shines in through the window. I look down at the arm around my waist. I place my hand
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I wake up to a knock on the front door. I groan, rolling over and reaching out only to touch nothingness. I force my eyes open. Hermione's already gone. What time is it? The knocking continues. Ugh, fine. I'll answer the damn door. I pull myself out of bed, across the room, and to the front door. I stop at the front door and look down at myself, wearing grey sweatpants and no shirt. Hm. Oh well, you wake me up then this is what you get. I pull the door open, revealing my mother standing in the corridor on the other side.
"Did I wake you?" she asks, glancing at my messy hair.
"Uh, yes," I complain.
"I'm sorry, darling." Her apology doesn't exactly sound sincere as she pushes past me and into the apartment. Rolling my eyes, trying to remember that she's my mother and I love her, I shut the door and turn to her.
"And what can I do for you this morning, Mother dearest?"
Ignoring my sarcasm, she sits down on the couch and answers. "I have something I wish to give you."
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I stare through the glass at the life I could have lived and the love I could have kept, trapped in my hands by a metal frame. How could I have been so stupid!? How could I have let her go!? I made a mistake and now I've lost her to Malfoy. Malfoy. A dangerous anger burns inside of me like a Fiendfyre. He's not good enough for her! What the hell is she thinking!? He's going to hurt her. It's only a matter of time. I can't help but feel betrayed by the idea of her choosing my worst enemy over me. I don't care what it takes. I'm going to get her back. She can't really be in love with him anyway. Shaking away the thought, I place the picture frame back on the end table. I grab a jacket and my wand, walking toward the door. I agreed to meet Harry, Ginny, and Luna at the pub. I'm late, but I decide to walk instead of apparate anyway. On my way there I greet the man running the newsstand on the corner, purchasing a copy of the Daily Prophet. I read as I walk, glancing up occasion
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"Mum?" I groan, slowly pulling my way back into consciousness. I force my eyes to open to see my mother with her arms around me, my head in her lap, as she cries. As she sees my eyes slowly open up and look at her, she starts to sob even harder, squeezing me tightly. Hermione is on her knees next to me, holding my hand and crying. She takes a moment to process that I'm actually looking at her before collapsing onto me and crying into my chest. I want to wrap my arms around her and tell her that everything's okay, but I'm in too much pain and too weak to move. I look over her head to see Harry, Ginny, Luna, and Weasley standing by the doorway. I look back up at my mother's pain-stricken face. "Mum, what happened?"
"I'm so sorry, baby!" she sobs. She glances to my right, but holds my head so that I can't look over. I start to panic. My heart races. My breathing quickens.
"Sorry for what? What's going on? Where's Dad!?" I try to push against her, but the pain is pushing me ba
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Draco and I arrive at the destination. I can't believe that I just packed my stuff and apparated away with Draco, leaving my entire life behind. I look around at the area around me. The lake is frozen over and the trees and ground are covered in snow, just like the last time I'd been here. Draco looks around.
"Where are we?" he asks.
"The Forest of Dean," I reply. "This is one of the places I came to hide with Harry. It was so beautiful that I thought about just staying here. It was the first place that came to mind."
"It's brilliant. Where exacty are we supposed to stay?"
"Oh, that reminds me! Help me set up the tent."
"Tent?" He stares at me in confusion. His gaze shifts to my bag and his eyes widen. "Ha, are you serious?"
"I wasn't sure what we would need, so I just packed everything." I pull the tent out of my bag and begin setting it up. With Draco's help, I finish setting up the tent and walk inside. I set my bag on the table and sit down on the bed. I actually d
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Some say that letting go is the only way to move forward. Others say that those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it. So, which is it? Am I supposed to let it all go or remember? I just want to be able to move on with my life and not worry about Voldemort or Death Eaters. I want to just live a simple life of books. After Harry and Ginny's wedding, I thought I would feel better about everything. I thought that seeing them get married would help me realize that the war is over and I could finally live again. However, I don't feel better at all. After I finished school I became a healer at St. Mungo's. I thought that the best thing for me to do was to help as many people as I could. Recently I've realized, as selfish as it may sound, that I cannot completely help others without first helping myself. I need to heal myself emotionally and spending the entire day around sick and injured people was not going to help me do that. So, I quit
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We apparate away from the comfort of Luna's house and back out into the world. I know that this destination came from me, but I don't actually recognize my surroundings. We're standing outside of a cafe. Something is pulling me in, forcing me to walk into the building. As I look around, I feel as though there is a reason that I'm here. I'm drawn to the back by the sound of a familiar laugh. My heart pounds and my chest feels tight. The back room comes into view and I can see people crowded around a table. I look throughout the small crowd of people until I find the source of the familiarity. I stare at the two people standing a few feet away from me. I walk up to them cautiously.
"Excuse me," I say to them. "What is all of this about?"
"It's a book signing," the woman answers. She looks at me. "Oh, my! What a beautiful young lady you are!"
My heart aches and I try to force back the tears that are burning in my eyes. "T-thank you."
I follow the man and woman into the fr
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I apparate away, leaving my mother behind. I have always been too afraid to stand up to my father. Perhaps I am braver than I always thought. I wish that I did not have to leave my mother behind, but she will never go against my father. I look around my new surroundings. Hermione and Remy are standing nearby, holding hands, and watching me carefully. I walk over to them slowly, still looking around me. Walking past Hermione, I take in the freshly cut grass and the tall trees all around. I continue to walk down the stone trail, the sound of birds chirping filling my ears. A few small children are feeding ducks by the pond as their parents watch nearby. A few feet down the path, I pass a young woman reading a book on a bench under a tree. I can hear Hermione and Remy walking close behind me. As I turn the corner on the path, the playground comes into view. I walk up and sit on the bench that has 'The Malfoys' carved on it. Hermione sits down next to me.
"Draco?" She puts her
Harder to Kill He isn't here.Harder to Kill in General Fiction More Like This
I knock. There is no answer.
I push. The door opens.
I enter. The place is empty.
There is no sign of a struggle.
Yet he isn't here.
"Peter?" I yell. "Peter, this isn't funny. Get out here."
There is no reply.
"Peter!" I yell again. I am starting to get nervous. "Peter, if you don't get your ass out here right now, I'm going to blast the bloody house apart."
There is no reply.
I am worried now. I turn around and try to walk out calmly. Relax, I tell myself. He's probably just gone for a walk.
I get onto my motorcycle. And that's when I see it.
The Dark Mark. Etched in the snow.
Right next to a rat's footprint.
Fear races through my heart. I don't know what's happened. I just know that my best
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Why am I shaking? I'm not being called for a dentist appointment. I'm not walking the plank. And I'm not on the worst walk of all: learning your grade.
I'm just being Sorted.
In front of the entire Great Hall.
I walk up to the stool. Achievement: I didn't trip. This is good.
I turn around and sit down. Ahh, everybody's looking at me! Don't panic, don't panic
"Hmm," sounds a voice in my head. I almost jump, but that would have been embarrassing.
"Well, then." The hat. The hat is talking in my head!
Why does this even surprise me? I mean, it's no weirder than when a woman in long tartan robes turns up at your door, an owl perched on her shoulder, and tells you that you're a witch.
A device named Michelle It was strange to see a group of highly trained wizards standing around the table with identical puzzled expressions on their faces. Yet each of them was obviously stymied and frowning in concentration at a peculiar object that was sitting innocently between them.A device named Michelle in Humor More Like This
"What is it?" asked one.
"I've already told you, I don't know," replied another, frustrated. "I just found it on my desk this morning."
A third wizard reached out his wand tentatively. "What are these buttons for?" he whispered.
Another in the crowd shrugged. "It doesn't seem to be dangerous," he offered. "Try pressing one." Everybody drew back, and the speaker found himself being pushed towards the object. "Oh, fine," he snapped, trying to sound exasperated but unable to keep the quaver out of his voice. He reached towards the object and pushed a button.
There was a loud beep. Then nothing.
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If you're reading this, I can only assume that you have won. If you had not, it would only make sense for you to be dead.
I can also assume that if this letter is in your possession, I was one of the casualties.
I know how you must be feeling, Harry. I need you to read this letter carefully. It's terribly important.
I want you first to know that no losses that occurred in this war were your fault. I know you feel the guilt, Harry. Understand that the people who fought in the battle did not fight it for you. They fought it for themselves, and more importantly, for the world. You were an extremely crucial part of the war, I do not deny that. But you were not the cause. This battle was inevitable. Whether it happened when it did, where it did, or elsewhere at another time. It would have happened eventually. Perhaps it is better that it happened now. Many losses would have been sustained in this fight, and if those same losses had not occurred had the battle not been when it ha
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I felt them as soon as I had Apparated.
The Dementors. They sucked the warmth and happiness from a place, and this was the place where they were most abundant. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to live here. As Minister for Magic, I had many duties, some pleasant, some less pleasant, but performing routine checks on Azkaban was my least favourite.
I hated seeing the prisoners, crouched up against the wall, rocking back and forth in anguish, staring at me with dull yet accusing eyes, muttering things only mad people understood, their thin limbs wrapped around their gaunt bodies to preserve whatever little body heat they had left. I hated seeing them suffer, no matter what they had done. They were my fellow witches and wizards, and they were being punished in a way that I thought far too harsh. I hated the Dementors. They were Dark creatures by definition, and secretly I agreed with Dumbledore that the Ministry may
I love you, yes? Ron Weasley woke from his nightmare with a gasp, his pillow soaked with sweat. Hermione stirred next to him and turned over so she was facing him. Her hair was frizzed up again, forming a thin veil over her face. The rest of it was puffed up behind her head.I love you, yes? in Romance More Like This
"What's wrong, Ron?" she murmured drowsily.
He gazed at her for a moment, trying to claw his way out of the horror of his dream by seeing her face: unscathed, unharmed, and right there with him.
"Ron?" Her voice was more forceful now and she propped herself up on her arm. "Ron, if you have something to say, spit it out because you're looking at me in a very unnerving way."
Ron smiled. "Um, it's nothing. Nightmare." he croaked, his voice rough from sleep. He cleared his throat. "Go back to sleep."
"No, it's okay. What was it about?" she inquired, brushing her hair out of her eyes.
Ron didn't particularly want
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“Mummy?” A little voice spoke, high, squeaky and confused. “Mummy, Daddy just left.”
Ginny frowned. “What do you mean, Lily?”
Her little girl sniffled. “Daddy just said something and then he left.”
“What did he say?” Ginny asked, a little worried now.
Lily shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“He said something about parents, and visiting, but you’re here, Mum, so why did he go out the door?” Albus piped up.
“And he wasn’t looking at us. Why was he being so strange, Mum?” James inquired.
Glancing at the swinging door, Ginny gave a little ‘oh’ of understanding. “James, is today Halloween?”
Ginny smiled ruefully. “Daddy went to visit his parents.”
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I never knew you.
Teddy’s eyes focused on the dirt, darting around the rain.
The cold drops mingled with the hot tears in his eyes.
Why was it you who had to sacrifice yourselves?
He didn’t do anything. He just stood. And he watched.
Why couldn’t you have stayed?
A bitter lump rose in his throat, and he swallowed it angrily.
WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME?
He knew it was selfish.
Why couldn’t it have been someone else?
But he didn’t care.
I didn’t get to tell you goodbye.
He didn’t care about anything. Why should he? What was there to care about?
Did you love me at all?
He remembered somethi
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None of them hears the squeaking of the gate, or the crunching of the gravel as a sinister presence makes its way up the Potters' drive.
The front door slams open. Lily is turning, worry flying through her eyes. She relaxes- it can't be him, of course
James exits the room, sprinting towards the door, and she can feel the panic radiating from him. He is telling her to run, to escape with Harry, telling her that he will hold him off, but how can he? He hasn't got his wand
Lily wants to run and help him, but Harry is looking at her questioningly, how can she leave him? She grabs him and runs up the stairs. James is shouting for her to run and then there is a terrible flash
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You'd take the mickey out of me if you knew I was writing this, but you can never be too careful when it comes to a war. So here goes.
I'm not really too sure what to write. I guess it's just that we've been by each other's sides all our lives, so it's not easy for me to figure out what to say to you in case we get separated. That scenario doesn't leap easily to mind.
I suppose I just want to start off by saying that it's okay. I can just hear you swearing at me and yelling that it isn't. And you're right. It's not. Sorry. But even if it's not okay, look Don't be too sad, okay? I mean, yeah, you're going to be sad, but Argh. Let me try this again.
It'd be really weird for either one of us to be without the other. Bad weird, not good weird. If it had been you But it's not you, not if you're reading this. And I'd rather you read this than not. Truth be told, if you're reading this, I'm glad, in a weird sort of way. Rather me th
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"Honestly, we have next to nothing to work with these days." He murmured, grasping the girl's chin and pulling it upwards so he could look more clearly into her face. "Brown eyes, brown hair... too commonplace. What I wouldn't give for a honest-to-God natural blonde or a redhead. Everyone's getting sick of all the dyed products we've had to make. Ugh. Well, give this one some blue eyes. Keep the freckles; maybe they'll add something more natural to her."
The young man, eighteen at most, who had brought the girl into the room, nodded. He gently lifted the slender figure off the ground- the girl's head lolling against his shoulder as he did so- and to her feet, wrapping an arm around her waist to support her.
"Jude, I have too many appointments today to watch you take your time with this. Drag it if you must, but hurry."
Jude nodded again, keeping his head down so the good Doctor wouldn't see th
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There was nothing but silence around her. The air felt strangely...full. Oppressive, like it was pressing in on all sides, choking her. She could barely breathe.
"Rich! Oh God, oh God."
She didn't even recognize her own voice, it seemed foreign to her own ears. Each word spoken was muffled, drowned out by the heavy beat of her heart and her halting footsteps. Every step she took she had to struggle, pushing debris out of the way, sharp pieces of wood and metal scratching her legs as she walked. And she had been walking.
For so long.
She began to wonder if it was her hearing that was the problem, or if her voice was simply giving out. Her heart was growing louder every second. Every terrifying second.
Rich, Rich, oh please, please. Her throat was tearing itself apart, but she needed to find him. She wrapped her arms closer around herself. A piece of cracked, torn metal cut through her shoe and sliced into her foot. She fell. She braced hersel
Cats vs. DogsProsper is a dog person. This is obvious to anyone who knows him, and probably quite a few people who don't. There's something blatantly obvious about a dog-person's qualities and Prosper has them. He always insists that he he will get a dog eventually, but at the moment he procrastinates too much to actually do it.Cats vs. Dogs in General More Like This
Blaire doesn't procrastinate. She despises doing anything at the last minute with a passion, which is probably why she went out and got her own furry little companion before Prosper had ever really looked into it.
To Prosper's dismay however, the furry little companion in question was not a dog. It was a cat.
Blaire, it turned out, was a cat person.
Prosper generally did not like cats very much, simply because they weren't... friendly enough. Or that was the reason he told others. Although, the small white kitten with black paws that Blaire had brought back to her apartment, with her eyes shining and a wide smile, seemed plenty friendly enough. At least, judging by the fact
Poor Deprived People"Keep writing." Prosper told Blaire, in a voice that should have meant he was angry, but was ruined by the grin on his face.Poor Deprived People in Humor More Like This
"My hand hurts!" Blaire exclaimed, blowing her hair out of her face with an irritated huff, "And I've already written down a million of these!"
"Not enough," Prosper said. "If you're going to have any music and movie taste at all, we've got a long way to go."
"For the last time, my music and movie taste is fine." She looked down at the list of movies and bands before her on the table. Apparently, according to Prosper, her knowledge of movies was so poor that action needed to be taken at that very second. She didn't think it was such a terrible thing, but Prosper had insisted that they make a list of all the movies she had to watch. Then the list had expanded to include music, as well.
The whole stupid thing had started when he had found ("caught", as he put it) her listening to a Britney Spears song in her room while reading a book. In her defense,
86. Seeing RedJude was frozen for a moment, heart beating a sickly, erratic drum in his chest. Everything was chaos around him; he no longer had the slightest clue as to what he should do. He made the choice that seemed logical, that sounded like Al's voice in his head, and ran for cover, throwing himself behind the hovercraft that they had driven there. He pressed his back against the vehicle, panting harshly, cold sweat sticking to his skin, before quickly peeking out from behind the car.86. Seeing Red in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Susan was already down on the ground, a quickly growing pool of blood coalescing around her. The amount would have shocked him once, as would the lurid, bright color; too real, too warm, he remembers with a pang. Jude looked to his left, quickly picking out Charlie from among the mass of people in time to see an officer drag her down to the ground by her hair, a gun clutched in his hand. And then, quite suddenly, as though someone had reached into his heart and gently flipped a previously unknown switch th
97. Safety First"It's never going to work." Jude argued as they walked towards the lot Al had specified.97. Safety First in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Pessimist." Charlie accused half-heartedly, "We don't know that it won't work. And that's better than doing nothing."
"I disagree." Jude said mulishly, staring at his ragged sneakers as he walked, nearly knocking into Charlie, who had abruptly come to a halt in from of him. He lifted his head, a protest already formed on his lips, before the sight in front of him cut his words off.
"Wow." Charlie let out an appreciative whistle.
"Understatement." Jude said, staring wide-eyed at the sleek and luxurious vehicle in from of them. "I thought Al said we were getting a
"Well, I'm not complaining," Charlie said, bouncing up to the door and running a hand over the silver and black polish, "I've always wanted to drive a hovercraft."
"Admitting you haven't driven one of these before is not the way to inspire confidence, Charlie."
"And off we go!" Charlie yelled, ignoring him and practically vaulting in
Baby It's Cold Outside Blaire's questing fingers hovered an inch below the bag of marshmallows she was trying to reach. She was on her tip-toes, one hand holding onto the shelf below the marshmallows and the other stretched out above her. She blew her bangs out of her face irritably and considered how she was going to reach the sweets without involving Prosper, who, she was sure, would tease her endlessly if she asked for his help.Baby It's Cold Outside in General More Like This
Cursing him and his infernal height, she braced one foot on the trash can underneath the shelves and began to pull herself up. Grabbing the marshmallows triumphantly in one hand, she gave a yelp of surprise when two arms twined around her waist, steadying her. Turning around and seeing a grin on Prosper's face, she shot a glare at him, hoping it would keep the teasing at bay.
"What, no thank you?" Prosper said, mock surprise in his voice.
"My hero," She said absentmindedly, throwing him a grin to take away some of the bite from the
82. Can You Hear Me?"What about now?" Liz says in a almost indiscernible whisper, the softness ruined when she begins to giggle soon after. She had never quite understood the expression 'laughter bubbling up', but lately she felt full and happy, and she was laughing before she really knew what she was doing. Rich grins back at her, his softly glowing green eyes moving fondly across her face.82. Can You Hear Me? in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Still yes." He murmurs into her ear, his smile tickling her skin as he places a kiss underneath.
"And now?" Her voice is softer still, barely audible to her own ears.
"Yes." His lips brush up and down her neck almost curiously. "Though it behooves me to tell you, Elizabeth, that in such close proximity to you this is hardly a legitimate experiment, nor will the results be satisfactory."
"Hey, buddy, that's not pillow talk."
"The meaning of that phrase eludes me." He says, his arm shifting around her waist with purpose and pulling her close on the sheets.
"You can't use that excuse every time. You knew what 'friends w
Love Me DoProsper was feeling mildly awkward. He knew that it was expected, routine even, to meet his girlfriend's parents and family, but it didn't make the situation any less nerve-wracking. He had endured the interrogation from Blaire's father about his life/plans/job/future, her brothers attempting to intimidate him, and her little sister giggling over his accent, and was now convinced that he never wanted to go through anything of the sort again.Love Me Do in Short Stories More Like This
Blaire and Prosper were now sitting cross-legged on her old bed with the door wide open, because, as Blaire had put it, both of them behind closed doors would make her father, Tim, "uncomfortable". Prosper was quite sure that he didn't want to make her dad, a large, well-muscled fire-fighter, any form of nervous at all. Especially since her father and brothers seemed to think he needed to be glared at routinely- despite the inevitable warning he had received from them about being with Blaire.
"I know what we can do tonight," Blaire said
Another Quirk"C'mon, Blaire," said Prosper. "Just one more time, I promise."Another Quirk in General Fiction More Like This
Blaire crossed her arms and shook her head stubbornly at him. She'd been humiliated enough by this stupid "lesson" that he'd insisted on having.
"Fine. How about a deal? You try again, and I'll tell you where I got this scar." Prosper said, pointing to his eyebrow and holding out the soccer ball with his other hand. Blaire bit her lip. She was sick of looking like an idiot...but she really wanted to know where that scar came from. She had asked him a million times already, but he would just grin at her and change the subject. She huffed irritably and blew her bangs out of her face.
"You'll really tell me?" She asked finally.
"No... but I'll give you a clue." He said, smirking at her in that infuriating way of his.
"Should've known." She muttered to herself. She sighed when she saw him still smirking at her, but they both knew she would give in, just as they both knew that Prosper's "clue" would proba
44. Sparkle"Will you marry me--"44. Sparkle in General Fiction More Like This
Angelina couldn't take her eyes off of the ring in his hand. It was a simple affair, nothing extravagant by any means, but that was entirely unsurprising; she'd seen it before, after all, when she went along to help Percy find Aubrey a ring. The only surprise of the whole thing was that George was the one kneeling in front of the Burrow's couch, holding the open box in hand. Belatedly, she realized that it had all been a ploy, that Percy would hardly trust her opinion on a ring more than anyone else in the family.
So there she was, gaping down at the diamond ring in surprise while time somehow stood still. It twinkled a lot. Not just the diamonds, though all three of them certainly shone and glittered almost outrageously, but the silver band itself seemed to shimmer. It hadn't done that at the shop, she was sure. It must have been an addition of George's.
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 Sister in Short Stories More Like This
Petunia sat upright in a plump armchair made for
The Silver Trio Begins"What did you think of that, mates?" asked Terry as he led his friends and Ginny from the Hog's Head. The wind had picked up a bit during the meeting, bringing with it a drop in temperature. Adjusting her scarf and hat, Ginny joined her boyfriend behind the other two as they began making their way towards Zonko's.The Silver Trio Begins in General Fiction More Like This
"I've thought all along that Potter's been telling the truth, so no surprise there. That Hufflepuff lad's a bit of a prat, though," Michael said. Ginny smiled and took his hand; she couldn't have agreed more.
"But Merlin, was that Granger girl annoying or what?" complained Tony. Ginny glared at him, but he either couldn't see her or pretended he couldn't. That happened a lot with Michael's friends.
"Hermione can be a little overbearing at times, maybe, but she's not that bad," she put in. As per usual, the three Ravenclaws ignored her.
"I know!" Terry agreed. "She thinks she's so smart, co
StrongNeville sighed as his quill tapped out a beat on his parchment. By now, it was painfully obvious that Harry wouldn't be returning from the library to write this essay with him. It had already been almost thirty minutes, and Neville was able to get from Gryffindor Tower to the library and back in under fifteen. He didn't even know half the passages he suspected Harry, Ron, and Hermione of using.Strong in General Fiction More Like This
He was still humiliated by his gaffe with the passwords, and not just because of his punishments. No one but his dorm mates, Hermione, and occasionally Ginny Weasley would speak to him, and that included the other houses. Even Hannah Abbot, who had been his steadfast Herbology partner since their first year, had spurned him and was now partnering with her own housemates. It wasn't as if he had let Sirius Black in himself. It was all that stupid Sir Cadogan's fault for changing the passwords every other minute.
8. RiddleGinny watched a strange look cross Ron and Hermione's faces as she leaned against her mother. Both stood at the same time as the look faded and walked briskly to the entrance of the Great Hall, and that was when Ginny knew Harry was with them. She hadn't spoken to him since he shooed her from the Room of Requirement, hadn't stopped thinking about him since a funny feeling went through her while searching the grounds, hadn't stopped wanting to hold him since she saw him in Hagrid's arms. She yearned to follow the three of them, to latch onto Harry's arm and never let it go again, but she knew the time wasn't right. He wasn't ready for her, and she wasn't ready for him. Not yet.8. Riddle in General Fiction More Like This
She stood up and left her mother's side. None of her family seemed to notice. Bill and Fleur were wrapped so tightly together that it was difficult to tell whose robes were whose; Percy and Charlie were talking quietly, their eyes full o
ForgivenessPercy Weasley was in a dark place.Forgiveness in General Fiction More Like This
Realistically, all he had to do was turn on his bedside lamp and his room would fill with light. But it wasn’t the physical realm that concerned him.
His mind was in a dark place. His very soul was shrouded in black, cloaked in despair, sheathed in the bleak absence of hope.
He hadn’t spoken to Audrey in nine months. Who knew if she was even waiting for him? He certainly didn’t. It had been even longer since he’d spoken with his family. His last attempt at that had earned him a smart slap on the cheek and a resounding chewing out courtesy of his sister. The worst part about that last meeting was that he knew that he had absolutely deserved it and more.
Life at the Ministry was hellacious. Editing those anti-Muggle pamphlets was killing a part of him, but it had come down to killing a part of himself or killing all of himself, and he wasn’t yet gone enough to want death.
For the moment, Percy was conten
The Dangers of Hermione GrangerHermione Granger believed herself difficult to surprise. After nearly ten years of being best friends with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, not to mention countless duels and an entire year of fleeing from the Death Eaters, she thought she had seen it all.The Dangers of Hermione Granger in Romance More Like This
She realized just how wrong she was in mid-September, when she stumbled upon a most unwelcome sight.
Only one key to her flat existed, and her mother held that safely in case of emergencies. Her parents, however, were on a vacation to Australia and wouldn’t be home for another day or so. A few more people knew the password to get through the protective barrier that kept it safe from magical hands, but all of them were supposedly busy: Ginny was at a training week with the other Harpies and Harry and Ron were still on the same Auror mission they’d been on for months.
The fact that Hermione could account for every single person with access to her flat didn’t sit with the fact that someone had been inside it. The blan
Window to the SoulHarry was worried.Window to the Soul in General Fiction More Like This
He bounced his young son James on his knee, entertaining both the baby and his nerves. His wife was no better off, her hands constantly moving over her swollen stomach and through her hair and across the pages of the magazine she wasn’t reading. But Harry wasn’t worried about her.
He was worried about Ron, who was standing stock-still at the fake window, staring at the rain that appeared to be hitting the enchanted glass and not responding to any noises or gestures whatsoever.
He was even more worried about Hermione, whose horrible screams had been abruptly cut off when a Healer had shoved Ron into the waiting room and magically sealed off the delivery room.
This had been almost an hour ago. Fleur and Audrey had long since taken their children and Teddy to the Burrow to spare them from any traumatization. Ginny had wanted to send James, too, but Harry had insisted on keeping him there. He needed his son with him, and had successfully argued that Jame
Cinnamon: A Romione DrabbleShe smells like cinnamon.Cinnamon: A Romione Drabble in General Fiction More Like This
He doesn't understand much of what she says --and when she gets upset and starts talking quickly and using words outside of his vocabulary, he's learned it's best not to ask her to repeat herself--, but he can smell her from across the room. And she smells like Christmas, and flavored coffee drinks, and breakfast rolls. It kind of makes him hungry.
She looks like cinnamon.
Her eyes are that perfect warm shade of brown, and her increasingly bushy hair matches them perfectly. Her old dressing gown is even the exact same color. And, though she will never believe him, she is just as hot in this state as when she spends hours taming her hair and putting on her finest robes. Something about her now just seems…spicy.
He finally interprets enough of her teary rant to get that she's somehow managed to dump her mother's entire stock of cinnamon on her head. He thinks about telling her that it will be alright, that they can buy more, t
Breakups and MakeupsGinny swung herself through the portrait hole and slammed the Fat Lady behind her, cutting off Dean’s angry cries. “Gracious! Young lady, do take care not to shatter my glass next time!”Breakups and Makeups in General Fiction More Like This
“Put a cork in it,” she muttered. The Fat Lady gasped, but Ginny was already halfway up the staircase, her hair streaming behind her as if her anger had actually set her head aflame. “I should have dumped him ages ago,” she said furiously. “Sexist prat’d do anything to cop a feel.”
She wasn’t entirely sure where she was going, but her feet carried her onwards regardless. It was too early for bed, but staying in the common room was equally implausible for her. Dean had shouted at her for a good three minutes before she interrupted his rant to break up with him, and he had started right back up again as she stormed out. Someone else had been yelling, too, though Ginny had been far too focused on her boyfriend...well, ex-boyfriend
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 Promises 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
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 Six 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
A Morning with the Marauders"POTTER, GET OUT OF BED OR I'LL DRAG YOU OUT BY YOUR STUPID HAIR!"A Morning with the Marauders in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sirius was not a morning person.
"TOUCH MY HAIR AND I'LL SEND YOU TO THE GREAT HALL WITH YOUR TAIL BETWEEN YOUR LEGS!"
James loved mornings. As long as they were spent in bed, of course.
"COME ON THEN, YOU SPECCY GIT, HAVE A GO!"
"GLADLY, IF I WEREN'T AT RISK OF FLEAS!"
"I'LL SHOVE YOUR BLOODY ANTLERS UP YOUR ARSE!"
Remus and Peter were once impartial, but had acquired particular disdain for mornings after not experiencing a quiet one in six years.
"Sirius, put your wand down, you've already got a week of detentions from Saturday." Remus warned as he adjusted his tie.
Sirius begrudgingly replaced his wand in his pocket, grinning nostalgically at memories of his most recent drunken escapade.
"James, he's right," Remus continued with his self assigned mediating position, "We're already late for breakfast."
"It's Monday," James's voice was muffled from the blanket he'd pulled over his head, "The teachers expect me to be la
Love According to Padfoot - Chapter TwoRemus supposed it terribly feminine to lay awake for half the night wondering what his other half was doing now. Unfortunately, his mind couldn't be distracted. Christine had been his first girlfriend, embarrassingly so considering his age, and for a while there he'd been truly happy. Christine was amazing, beyond that she was enviable. Just a little shorter than him, which was impressive given his recent growth spurts, with hair like honeycomb and thick lashed blue eyes. His heart panged uncomfortably as he damned himself over and over for screwing it up. But then again, he had the right to choose, and he'd chosen right... Hadn't he?Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Two in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mercifully, his thoughts were cut short before they entered dangerous regret territory. A shaggy head appeared, poking in through his curtains, eyes wide from the dark and a lack of glasses.
"You awake, Rem?" he asked in James's best attempt of a whisper. Sadly, James Potter had never mastered the art of being quiet.
"Yeah, what's up?" Remus actually whis
Rainy Day GamesIt was the fourth rainy weekend in a row at Hogwarts, leaving the residents of the seventh year Gryffindor common room quite on edge.Rainy Day Games in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Go hunt." Sirius mumbled, his words distorted by the hand that held his chin up.
"Fish, Sirius," Remus reminded him.
Sirius rolled his eyes, "Fine, please yourself. Fish, hunt, I don't care."
Remus sighed and picked a card from the pile.
"It makes more sense for you to 'go hunt', though. I mean, you're hunting for a matching card, right?" Sirius snapped suddenly.
"Let it go, Padfoot." Remus seethed, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.
There was a long pause.
"It's your turn, Prongs." Sirius reminded him.
James looked down at the pair on the floor from his bed and frowned, "I didn't know I was playing."
Remus opened his mouth to voice his confusion but he was interrupted by a long, loud moan.
"I'm bored!" Sirius groaned, throwing down his cards and rolling over onto his back.
"You did have a six!" Remus huffed.
Sirius cocked an eyebrow, "I know."
Love According to Padfoot - Chapter EightTwilight was beautiful at Hogwarts. The night's first stars were bright and visible in the countryside air, not like in the smog covered suburbia, and they glimmered twice as bright, reflected in the dark, vast lake. A crisp breeze seemed to cleanse the air of it's daylight drama, leaving a sweet, fresh feeling for the day to come. The Hogwarts grounds were quiet.Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Eight in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Except for the laughter, of course.
Great, barking gasps that sounded almost painful and didn't sound like they would stop anytime soon.
"James!" Remus snapped over the noise, "Stop it! Stop laughing and explain!"
"I... Y-you looked... HA!... So...!"
Remus rapped his friend on the back a little harder than he should have.
"Yes, yes, I looked surprised, we've been over this-"
"I... can't believe...!"
"James! Shut up or I'll take up taxidermy!"
The Hogwarts grounds were quiet.
Remus took in a deep breath, "Okay... Now, explain to me- Without laughing!-"
James bit back his giggles.
"-what you just said."
James took a moment to s
Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Three"I think breakfast might be my favorite meal of the day..." Peter supplied.Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Three in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
And that was the only sentence spoken throughout the entirety of the morning meal.
The Marauder mood was at an all time low. After such a heart warming night of friendship and forgiving, it really was a shame that they'd had to run into Christine on the way to the Great Hall. The blonde girl had seemed surprisingly active considering that she'd spent the night in detention. In fact, Christine looked anything but exhausted as she quite vigorously made out with Ryan Sheppard in the middle of the corridor.
His friends had been quick to lead him away from the sight, but the damage had been done. Remus's lips seemed to permanently press together as if to stem the flow of either tears or fury and he couldn't bring himself to eat a thing. James and Sirius were in identical states of outrage, glaring daggers at the Ravenclaw harlet's back across the room. Peter seemed to have cracked under the stress, shoulders hunchin
Love According to Padfoot - Chapter OneJames Potter was considering his options. His eyes raked the dormitory, counting his exits and formulating as many escape plans as possible. Unfortunately, the only door out was currently blocked and his only other option was pitching himself out the window of Gryffindor Tower, so named because it was, in fact, a tower. So, short of pulling out his wand and throwing an AK at the objects of his torture, James resigned himself to the fact that he would just have to flatten himself to the wall, avert his eyes and endure it.Love According to Padfoot - Chapter One in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Peter Pettigrew was eating dinner alone. Fate had dealt him a better hand than his friend James, it seemed. When the chaos began, Peter and James shared a look of anxious anticipation. It wasn't the first time something like this had happened, and experience had taught them that these instances were never fleeting. Luckily, the objects of their fears were too caught up in their own problems to notice the two boys, so Peter had quietly slipped into his Animagus form and
Love According to Padfoot - Chapter NineWhen Remus found Sirius that night, the dark haired Marauder of questionable morals and sexuality was alone, fortunately, in the dormitory. James and Peter were enjoying a game of chess in the common room but Remus hadn't been able to focus, mind reeling from the earlier conversation. He stumbled upon the object of his confusion by accident. Sirius, sitting cross legged on his bed examining a piece of parchment, held his hands together at his chest and bowed his torso when Remus walked in.Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Nine in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Aaaah, my young apprentice... You sit now, observe zee grand master..."
Remus hardly registered the ridiculous accent Sirius was putting on, still unable to focus. He stumbled numbly to Sirius's bed and sat at the opposite end where his friend/sensei had indicated.
"Zis, apprentice, is zee modern man's most essential tool..." he turned to Marauder's Map to face Remus.
Remus frowned, brought back out of his thoughts for a moment, "I-What?"
"Zis is map of zee castle," Sirius proclaimed, sweeping a han
Love According to Padfoot - Chapter FiveAfter three days of non stop pestering, Sirius had drawn up a proposal, delivered directly onto Remus's face at 7 'o' clock in the morning.Love According to Padfoot - Chapter Five in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Messr Padfoot, here being of sound mind, pure heart and generous cock size, offers to help Messr Moony procure one (1) girlfriend of his choosing. Messr Padfoot plans to teach Messr Moony the ways of woman and, to the best of his ability, transform the subject from a 'prudish book-shagger' into a gentleman between the scale of 'moderately loin stirring' to 'Sirius Black', results varying. In return for his generosity, Messr Padfoot only asks that Messr Moony remembers this favor should it need to be repaid and also agrees to a full upheaval of all bitchy, whining, belly aching and generally pussy boying.
(With approval from Messrs Prongs and Wormtail)
"Just humor him," James advised, "He's helping."
Remus raised an eyebrow and James scowled.
"Oh come on, you know the definition of terms differs when in reference to Siri
AftermathHarry could barely believe it was over the party in the Great Hall was calming down now, as the exhaustion and grief overtook the triumph. Harry had returned after his talk with Ron and Hermione and their visit to Dumbledore's old office, simply sitting and watching everyone from under his cloak. Smiles and tears alike filled the room, breaking and mending his heart over and over again. He knew he couldn't stand to watch for much longer, but there was one person he needed to see. One person he needed to talk to.Aftermath in Fan Fiction More Like This
She still sat at her mother's side, head drooping onto the ever supportive shoulder. She hadn't moved much, though Harry often saw her brown eyes flicking from face to face in the room. He knew, without having to be told, that she wasn't going to leave until she saw him again.
Harry slipped along the emptying tables, standing behind the two redheaded women. He waited until Mrs. Weasley turned to chat with someone else, before ducking down to whisper in Ginny's ear.
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George Weasley leapt down the last flight of stairs, pictures on the walls shaking in their frames and glaring at him. He only grinned and flew out the door. Today was going to be a wonderful day.
He'd been forced to take off early, seeing as he had to get to his destination. He wasn't seventeen yet, and so would have to take the slow route. By broomstick. Still, it was bound to be a nice flight, the weather was wonderful. It was early, but the sun was shining and the sky was bluer than he'd ever seen, cloudless as far as the eye could see. Perfect.
He chuckled as he grabbed his broom from the broom shed, shaking it to dislodge a few spiders who'd already taken residence in its twigs since he'd played a miniature game of quidditch two days before. He thought they'd learn that the brooms weren't a good place to weave their webs. Though Ron's face when he was forced to get his own broom was always good for a laugh thanks to the eight legged creatures.
"George!" a voice called from the ho
Lissy's Interview1) Choose one of your own characters (OC).Lissy's Interview in Humor More Like This
2) Make them answer the following questions.
3) Then tag three people.
4) Feel free to add some questions of your own.
Lisssssssy!! With the help of the twins of course
1) What gender are you?
2) What is your age?
3) Do you want a hug?
George & Fred: Ok! *glomps*
4) Do you have any bad habits?
Um I eat when I'm bored, and I procrastinate far too much.
5) What is your favorite food?
Spaghetti! Or pasta anything really, lol.
6) What is your favorite ice-cream flavor?
Cookie Dough. Yum.
7) Are you a virgin?
Is that your business?
Fred: Just answer the nice lady's question, Lis.
George: Knew it.
L: Oh shut up.
8) Have you killed anyone?
What? No! Much as I sometimes want to.
9) Do you hate anyone?
Not really one to hate people
F: Not even You-Know-Who?
L: I guess...not on a personal level though.
10) Do you have any secrets?
Yes I do, and no I'm not telling.
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Life is a Canvas
Growing up isn't easy. It's not easy for anyone. It doesn't matter how much money you have, how popular you are, or how pretty people think you are. But when I say that growing up for me was worse than most people, I want you to understand what I mean.
For me, growing up was about more than zits and crushes on cute boys, though I had my fair share of each. No, for me growing up meant learning how to avoid digging dragons out of mountains. Growing up meant learning about things like ancient Greek sword fighting and archery. Growing up for me, meant that every day I wasn't at summer camp meant I was a danger to everyone around me, and my very life was at stake.
But I don't want to get ahead of myself. I just want to point out one very simple thing. I'm not a hero. I know that some of you may have heard rumors that I am, but ignore them. Because I'm not. I'm just a girl who tended to be in the right place at the right time, and usually have help. Also, I can run
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Now, I could tell you about the next few years, but frankly? It's pretty dull. No really, boring as anything. I don't lead a very exciting life, and I like it that way. I spent my summers and winters at camp, and went home to my dad for the spring. It was his favorite time of year and mine too, so it felt fitting. But really, nothing happened.
Nothing major anyway. I trained a lot. I'm really fast, something I was told was a trait from my mother. As a messenger, Iris is very fast after all. So that's what I trained up on most. For ages I was one of the fastest people at camp, it was awesome! Aside from Butch anyway while I got my mom's creativity, Butch got almost none of it. He was Speedy Gonzales, and eventually he stopped minding the nickname even! I may be shy, but when you live alone with a guy, you get close in a strange way. Even I get crazy hyper sometimes, and even I give weird nicknames. Two years later we finally got another child of Iris, a girl by the name of Petra La
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There are certain times in a person's life when it is unacceptable for a person to say 'I told you so'. No matter how right you are and no matter how wrong they are. Thankfully, Nia knew this. Only a few days before we'd been talking about Greek Mythology in class, and she's warned the entire class with a straight face to take the stories seriously. Everyone had laughed. Even I had grinned in my seat behind her a bit. She'd turned right to me and said the oddest thing.
"You better learn these so-called myths, Heather. Or the Gods will screw with your life in more ways than you can count."
And as the pair of us flew away on the cream colored horse with the golden wings, I heard those words in my mind.
"You weren't kidding, were you?" I asked, feeling a bit woozy. After everything that happened in the last three minutes, I figured I had every right to be a bit woozy, but I didn't say anything.
Nia knew what I was talking about too. She did things like that. I swear sometimes she was in m
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Lissy rolled her eyes. "Come on George, it won't be that bad!"
"Are you kidding? Your sister hates me."
"She doesn't hate you she just doesn't like you very much." Lissy said with a wince. She pounded on the bathroom door again. "Get out of the restroom George, or I'm going to have take Fred along instead."
"You wouldn't dare." He said, though the door finally opened.
She smirked. "Sure I would. I'm sure he'd love to pretend he was you for a week."
"You are a cruel person." He grumbled as he went back to packing. She grinned.
"Remind me why I'm doing this again?"
"Because they're my family, George. And I want you to meet them."
"But that's all the way in America!"
"So, you're making me take a plane, that's what."
She grinned. "Planes aren't that bad, George. You don't any trouble with flying on broomsticks, what's the deal with planes?"
"With airplanes, I don't have any control." He complained. Lissy rolled her eyes.
"Well I suppose now is a bad time to t
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"Twice Cursed?" At this point, I don't think I even sounded sarcastic. I wasn't very sarcastic back then, I was too shy. As you can tell, that's changed quite a bit over the years. But back then? Never. But the idea of being twice-blessed or twice-cursed wasn't even a blip on the radar anymore. I was losing the ability to be surprised. Nia could have told me there were still dinosaurs on Earth somewhere, who wore top hats and spoke with British accents and I would have believed her.
Nia nodded, looking uncomfortable. "It was an accident, I swear!" she promised me, determined to convince me of the fact. "I had no idea until later "
I shook my head. "Nia, what are you talking about?" I asked as my hair slipped to hang over my shoulder. A glance down showed me that the creamy grey color was now striped with purple. I didn't know what purple meant, so I ignored it for now.
Nia sighed, twisting her blond waves into a golden rope in her nervousness. "When children are born, t
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You all remember what I said when I started this journal? I'm not a hero. And I hope that what I've told you so far has reinforced that idea. Because it's so true. So far, I've been rescued a lot, but that's about it. Don't get me wrong, I'm not warning you that things for me were about to change. Because they weren't.
And my first full day at camp will probably be a perfect example of that. I arrived on a Thursday, so now it was Friday. And the game of capture the flag was going to take up the whole afternoon. The fact was making me nervous and I had the whole morning to deal with the feeling.
I woke feeling confused, which didn't change when I opened my eyes. There was a ceiling only a few feet above me, ad a silvery curtain on my left blocking the rest of the room. Getting used to my bed in the cabin was going take a while. Thankfully I had some time to do it by myself. Butch was off on a quest right now, so I essentially had the place to myself.
I sat up and pushed the curtain
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"Late again, Miss Pryce?"
Lena shot the professor a sheepish smile as the entered his office. "I was grading those papers you asked me to-"
"You missed class."
"You told me I didn't have to come to every class." The girl impatiently shoved a long, dirty blond braid over a shoulder. "And that you wanted these papers graded by tonight. I figured I could just miss this one class-"
"I never said any such thing. Leave the papers here, I need you to get me some things from the library." The man handed her a list of books and the girl barely kept pitch black eyes from narrowing into a glare. "If you want to continue being my assistant, you will not miss another class."
"Yes, sir." Lena didn't bother to wait for his dismissal, knowing it wouldn't come. His nose was already back in his notes, forgetting about her presence entirely. It was hard to feel noticed the way he'd forget she was there. The way everyone forgot she was there.
It was as if she was invisible