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Then go back to HLOI 54... :P
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Write everything mirrored and upside down
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Take notes in Hi-liter.
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I do not own any of the quotes in my collection. Most of them were found on the web and I only pick the best out of them. I made these (800x600) images, to print out little entertaining stickers, with minimalistic approach - that's why there is no background.

Because of huge positive feedback among my friends I uploaded them to various sites and here on DA they quickly became huge "hit". I do not consider this as art, but I get more and more requests everyday so I will keep uploading them.

Some of them are just pure fun, some racist or sexually offensive, maybe both, and occasionally with really poor grammar, for which I deeply apologize - please correct me! I will do my best. My intention here is just to make you smile, and nothing more. Hope you like them, but if you don't I don't care... :P

I don't have anything against sharing them, you can use it where you want, whenever you want. The only "copyright" here is the whole collection, not the single quotes. Enjoy!
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I do not own any of the quotes in my collection. Most of them were found on the web and I only pick the best out of them. I made these (800x600) images, to print out little entertaining stickers, with minimalistic approach - that's why there is no background.

Because of huge positive feedback among my friends I uploaded them to various sites and here on DA they quickly became huge "hit". I do not consider this as art, but I get more and more requests everyday so I will keep uploading them.

Some of them are just pure fun, some racist or sexually offensive, maybe both, and occasionally with really poor grammar, for which I deeply apologize - please correct me! I will do my best. My intention here is just to make you smile, and nothing more. Hope you like them, but if you don't I don't care... :P

I don't have anything against sharing them, you can use it where you want, whenever you want. The only "copyright" here is the whole collection, not the single quotes. Enjoy!
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I do not own any of the quotes in my collection. Most of them were found on the web and I only pick the best out of them. I made these (800x600) images, to print out little entertaining stickers, with minimalistic approach - that's why there is no background.

Because of huge positive feedback among my friends I uploaded them to various sites and here on DA they quickly became huge "hit". I do not consider this as art, but I get more and more requests everyday so I will keep uploading them.

Some of them are just pure fun, some racist or sexually offensive, maybe both, and occasionally with really poor grammar, for which I deeply apologize - please correct me! I will do my best. My intention here is just to make you smile, and nothing more. Hope you like them, but if you don't I don't care... :P

I don't have anything against sharing them, you can use it where you want, whenever you want. The only "copyright" here is the whole collection, not the single quotes. Enjoy!
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Wasted time.
There's no greater regret.
:iconsixwordstories: Word Prompt: Regret
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Resolve makes you unstoppable.

Find yours.
:iconsixwordstories:' Open Theme Contest

I apologize to my watchers who are expecting to see story updates. Hopefully, these'll help me work on stories.
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Draco lay curled up on his side on a starch white hospital bed, unmoving. His eyes were unfocused and shimmering with unshed tears. He didn't flinch or even look up when the door swung open silently and Harry walked in, followed by a healer.

The slightly younger man hurried over to his nearly catatonic husband and sat on the edge of the bed. Gray eyes flicked up to his face for a moment before going back to stare at a spot on the blindingly white wall.

The other two stayed quiet, waiting to see if Draco would speak. When he finally did, it wasn't what either of them was expecting.

"Where are James and Scorpius?" He whispered, still staring straight ahead.

Taking his hand, Harry softly explained, "I went home while you were in surgery and took them to Ron and Hermione's." He thought for a moment then added, "I know it's only five in the morning but I can go get them if you want."

"No, they've already been woken up once. Let them sleep." Draco replied. He then spotted the unfamiliar person in the room. "Who's she?"

"I'm Healer Janus." The woman answered gently.

"Where's Healer McNamara?" He asked, nearly in a panic.

Healer Janus' face fell. "Unfortunately, he had a massive stroke in his sleep a few nights ago. We're still working on getting his patients assigned to different maternity healers." She flipped through in the file in her hand. "In fact, a letter was to be sent to you today informing you of your new healer and how to get a different one if you disapprove."

"So, you're our new healer?"

"Yes, but I won't be offended if you decide to chose someone else. Many parents, especially first-timers, prefer… more experienced healers. I assume that's why you chose McNamara to begin with?" She asked.

"We're not first time parents." Harry stated before Draco could reply.

"Really?" She looked through the file again.

"You won't find it in there." He added. "I carried our first children."

"Children, really? If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?"

"We have twin boys, which is mostly why we chose Healer McNamara. He specialized in multiples, that and he was Draco's mother's maternity healer. And we're both twenty-six, why?" Harry asked, confusion written all over his face.

"It's unusual for both partners to carry. Half of the homosexual couples that come in before conception are still arguing over who's going to be the "mother", most of the time because neither of them actually want to take the risk." Healer Janus explained. "I was only wondering about your age because neither of you look old enough to have multiple children already."

Harry looked down at Draco to see that he was asleep. "Well my first pregnancy was a surprise. We were still in school, actually. I miscarried though. We got married after we graduated and surprise, surprise, I ended up pregnant with James and Scorpius… on our honeymoon."

"I see. Could you tell me why he's the one trying to carry this time?" She asked quietly so as not to disturb the sleeping man.

With a shrug and a smile, he replied, "Draco wanted to know what it was like to have a baby." Harry sighed, dragged a hand through his hair, and added, "I don't know if he's going to want to try a third time though."

"All of the medical information is in his file, but would you mind telling me about his first pregnancy?" The healer asked.

"Yeah, sure. But can we move to the other side of the room? I don't want to wake him up."

"Of course, Mr. Malfoy." She replied with a smile.

Harry managed to suppress a laugh but shook his head a little as they walked to the other bed. "I'm not used to being called that. At Hogwarts I go by Potter to avoid the confusion."

"So when did Mr. Ma… Draco's first pregnancy occur?" Healer Janus asked once they were seated on the other side of the empty bed in the room.

"We found out about a week into August last year. By that time he was nearly a month along. The next day we made an appointment with Healer McNamara. Everything was going fine; at least, that's what we thought." Harry explained.

"And he miscarried at the end of September." She read out of the file.

"Yeah, the twenty-fourth." He said sadly. "He took an entire month of work. I can't imagine how bad it might be this time."

"Did they explain what may have caused it?" She asked.

Harry nodded and wiped at the tears forming in his eyes as he replied, "This was his first year teaching. The combined stress was too much for him to handle." He added, "The boys were really upset as well. They didn't quite understand what Papa was sad about but it was enough for them to feel it too."

"Do you think the stress could have been a factor this time?"

"I don't know… maybe." He answered, unsure. "We weren't actively trying this time, but we weren't doing anything to prevent it either. The moment we found out, Minerva hired an assistant potions professor to take over some of Draco's duties, especially nighttime corridor patrol, and running the class when the students make potions that give off fumes that could potentially harm the baby. She was also going to take over while he was on maternity leave." Harry explained quietly.

"Well, it sounds like you were both doing everything right. With women, one in five pregnancies ends in miscarriage, one in three for men. Sometimes, it just happens." Healer Janus said.

"They told us that after my miscarriage and Draco's first." Harry said with a sigh. "It doesn't really help."

At that moment, there was a sniffle and a sob from the occupied bed. Harry immediately jumped up from his chair and rushed over to his husband.

Once Harry was sitting next to him on the bed, Draco latched onto him and cried into his shirt, "I-I want t-to go home."

Harry wrapped one arm around him and ran the other hand through his hair. "We'll go home as soon as they say you can. Ok?"

"H-home, home. N-not Hogwarts."

"Of course, whatever you want." Harry whispered into blonde hair. "When they discharge you, we'll pick up the boys before going home. Then we can all cuddle up and spend the day in bed."

"Th-that sounds g-good." Draco whimpered and the asked, "W-what time i-is it an-nyway?"

"It's just after six. You only slept for about an hour, so you can go back to sleep if you want." Harry quietly replied.

Draco looked up through damp lashes. "You'll w-wake me up as soon as I can leave, right?"

Harry nodded and then maneuvered them so that they were lying down together. He held Draco and listened to the occasional sniffle or sob until the other was asleep.
I am honestly surprised I managed to update this story this soon and I know itís not very long, but I did warn you all. Again, I canít promise to update anytime soon. The only reason why I managed to get this much out was because of a review from Althydia, so I thank her. Thanks to all of my reviewers!!!!



Chapter 1: [link]
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Chapter 3: [link]
Chapter 4: You are here!!!
Chapter 5: Coming soon!!!
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For the work of a Poet to be truly appreciated
he must write it with his own blood and tears for ink
his soul the sharpened quill to nail the words
like so many specimen of unwilling insects upon the paper.

And once he has bled out
becoming the cause of his own demise
the reader is left behind to digest his soul
so plainly trapped within a cage of words
his requiem written as a love song to his Muse.
Random as always :)
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Hush, my love
Not a word
Not a sound
Let me kiss your breath away
as I lay you to sleep in the frost covered ground.

I shall dress you in a wedding gown
of lilies so pure and white
Pleading my vows of love eternal
to you, my Winter bride.

Our wedding bed is covered
in a blanket of virgin snow
Stained only by the secrets
I have forced upon it now.

Sleep gently, my love
Not a whisper
Not a breath
Let me lie by your side
while I love you to death.
A small poem that knocked on my braincage, demanding to be written. Any and all feedback will be highly appreciated as always :D Enjoy!
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There's an old man sitting on a bench in the park.
A scruffy dog by his feet, on his lips a witty remark.
Not a tooth in his mouth, but he smiles anyway.
And if you ask him why, this is what he will say:

“I have a song in my head, and a smile on my face.
I have lived a full life of both sorrow and grace.
I have love so plenty, and stories to share.
And I live my life without a worry or care.”

His wrinkles are a map of a long, lasting life.
Of hard work, three sons, and a now deceased wife.
His hearing may be bad, and his vision turning grey.
But if you ask him, this is what he will say:

“I have seen my share of wonders, my friend
And I will hear the songs in my heart to the end.
So what need have I for these senses, I ask?
If they fail me, my memories shall rise to the task.”

The old dog by his side gives a soft little whine.
Licking his hand as if to tell him it is time.
He smiles and stands, shakes my hand for goodbye.
Then wanders off with a twinkle in his eye.

There's a young man sitting on the bench in the park.
Sitting in silence as it slowly grows dark.
He is crying quietly, though he smiles anyway.
And if you ask him why, this is what he will say:

“Our father always brought us here when we were just boys.
He'd tell us stories, and we'd play with our toys.
Now he is gone, but the memories remain
And remembering soothes the pain”

So sometimes I sit upon the bench beneath the shade.
Contemplating the light of life, and how it will fade.
I remember the words the old man used to say.
And though I am sad, I smile anyway.

“For I have a song in my head, and a smile upon my face.
I am living a full life of both sorrow and grace.
I am loving and caring, and once I grow old.
I will have plenty of stories of my own to be told.”
Just a small, random poem out of the blue :D Any and all feedback will be appreciated as always :D

((Added remark)) OH MY GOD! When I wrote this, I never, ever imagined it would get so much feedback, so fast! I am truly grateful to everyone who comments, faves, or views my work, and to see so much response is humbling! I am still in a minor state of shock to see the numbers keep rising, and quite honestly I'm a bit confused too :D But thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! to all of you!!! <3
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Only you know who you really are.
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It's true. I can litterly FEEL the warmth and magic in Disney movies. And I don't want anyone to fuck that up. Oh wait...it already happened. :T

I felel NOTHING in the crap Disney movies lately. NOTHING. You can find most of the inspiration in music. Music tells something.
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I correct my own mistakes in my drawings. So stop saying: That is wrong and you need to fix that. Thank you very much. :T

I didn't came here to improve. I came here to make friends and show people what I can do. K?
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A long, long time ago
a little boy made a promise

"Always."

Promises were made to be broken
childhood innocence is overshadowed
by death and destruction and longing for power

But that little boy kept his promise
even when she wasn’t around anymore
to hold up her end of the bargain

She hated him, he knew
those carefree summer days were long gone
but he made a promise

"Always."

War casts its dark shadow
over all that is good and happy
and death wreaks its wretched toll

a burnt mansion, dead bodies and a lightning scar
are all that are left of a happy family
she’s gone forever, now
but he made a promise

"Always."

A thankless job shapes his life
and a little boy with her eyes
makes his a world of misery

It would be easier to forget her, now
to let her go, to stop hurting
but he made a promise

"Always."

A wise old man locks eyes with him across a desk
blue eyes shining with tears meet pain filled black eyes
“After all this time?”

He remembers a better time
a little girl with dreams of magic in her eyes
a little boy who found love for the first time
an innocent childish question, floating on the air

"We'll always be friends, right?"

"Always."
When he said "Always", he meant it.

Snape freeverse
(c) JKR
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I am SO tired. anyone else?
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Hi world I hate myself
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but you don't have to
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how can i ignite my soul
if my insides are too cold
to hold up on their own?

i'm hooked up to machines
and they whisper to me
sweet little nothings.

they tell me, 'love today
like you'll love tomorrow
if tomorrow you die.'

i don't like it when they
whisper, but it's better
than when they blare.

then the doctors come
and that's usually when
i close my eyes tight.

once someone told me
that i should be happy
to be alive and to smile.

i told them that i haven't
left this bed in 5 months
and i can't smile anymore.

but they didn't know i
lied because i smile when
he comes to visit.

he whispers his own
sweet nothings and i
don't feel so frail.

he tells me that one
day we'll run through
forests made of sunshine.

we'll climb the highest
mountains and only come
down when they beg.

we'll go swimming
and play with the
waves and dolphins.

every time he leaves
i never have the heart
to tell him my countdown.

starting yesterday i
have 2 days left
to live.

and all i can think
about is doing all
the things he's said.

and that one day
we'll do them
together.

i always start out with good intentions.
and end up with something like this.

it's not as long as it looks like.
i pinky swear.
it's just not very good.
which i apologize for.

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Cold

black
empty



like the cavern where crimson vellum once resided


Drenched in reticence,
your empty blue eyes do nothing
but freeze the blood in these veins

surrounded by phantoms,
i lie in the dark next to your fading silhouette
between sheets that hold so many memories,
they are empty,

like the chestnut eyes that bore into yours


And as the rain              
falls
harder

as it
falls
faster


washing down the streets
through deep alleys,
down endless roads,

for

once



just


once





i pray it takes me with
let the droplets break the silence
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