If only Ginny hadn't died
(the fic’s summary:)
Quite a reputation I've got eh? Want you know how I lost my virginity? So do I' Based on the show Veronica Mars. Hermione's 7th year is spent finding Ginny's killer, DMHGRW more HGRW this time around
Hermione looked up from her books to see Dean Thomas and his gang walking over. No one else was in the library not now, not even the Library, Madam Price. Price trusted Hermione to be alone in the Library with her precious books.
'This is my school Hogwarts. It's a school deep in the Scottish wilderness it's also a school for witches and Wizards.'
'Back on point, how exactly does a girl end up surrounded by a gang at 4:00AM in the morning in all alone in the library.'
'For that answer we'll have to rewind to yesterday.'
Hermione had to fight the shock as she saw Harry Potter butt naked taped to a pillar inside the Great hall. For some reason unknown the Professors weren't hadn't noticed yet.
"Who put him there?" asked a blond 4th year.
"Dean Thomas did it!" chirped in a curly headed 2nd year.
"Why doesn't somebody cut him down?" asked the blond again.
"Yeah I want to be the guy up there tomorrow," answered the curly headed boy sarcastically.
"Move," she ordered Creevy roughly.
"Who died and made you the Queen?" He demanded but when Hermione flicked out her wand stepped away.
She quickly started to use a slow cutting charm to cut the tape at his hip which was the only thing covering up his father's day.
'I used to sit there.'
Hermione stared as she sat at lunch stabbing her meatloaf determinedly while studying the actions of her classmates.
'At that table.'
She was referring to where Draco Malfoy and Ronald Weasley were laughing it up at the end of the Gryffindor table.
'Let's be honest the only reason I was allowed past the velvet ropes was Ronald Weasley. Youngest son of the famous Pureblooded Weasley's who had recently hit it rich and now owned a Villa in Spain.'
Dean shot her a look, "Sister. The only time I care what a woman has to say...is when she's riding my big long broom. Even then, it's not so much words... more a bunch of oohs and ahs you know?"
A younger Hermione walked through the halls happily.
'Later that night, as I was heading back to the Common Room from sending Harry a letter, my Prefect badge buzzed'
Hermione looked down and read the badge with a worried look.
'The buzz was only used during extremely bad situation like if Death Eaters attacked again. The words Perfect disappeared and the "words disturbance at the lake appeared"'
Dean returned his attention to her, "All right, one week. After that, we come for you... your boy, and your little cat too," he sneered.
The room of requirements had been fitted with bedrooms off the main party room and a hot tube. Malfoy brought the Firewhiskey and Blaisebrought the ladies.
"We could get in a lot of trouble for this," Harry said.
Hermione looked non puss, "Okay I'll do it"
Dead on the Inside
(the fic’s summary:)
For the past three years young Sirius Black has had a crush on his best friends twin sister, Emma Potter. He soon finds out she feels the same way, but what will stop them? This story is about the beginning of the Oder of the Pheonix and SB's love life
Pirate captain Jackson Sweanson was the most notorious pirate of them all, he had killed 379 people since he started sailing. Jackson was known as a blond hound monster, cold hearted and would care for no one. Jackson had 23 pirates on board his shit the Hades Way, which at the moment was filled with treasure, after 7 years of searching he may have found the thing to empty his ship.
Two months after his visit with Dr. Ledam Jackson was at the place the medallion lead. His father’s cave. Someone had stolen the medallion from his father and before he could retrieve it he died. Jackson had heard his dying wish and that was to find the medallion and go to the cave and add to his treasure to one day be spent on the fines of the world.
The Marauder was gliding through the water, up on its deck stood Captain James, not man y knew his last name, and in fact only 3 other people knew. Sirius Black who was first mate, Remus Lupin second mate and Peter Pettigrew who was the shops cook.
“Remus my good man, looks like were gaining fast upon that British ship”
“Aye sir, tis look like they carry a heavy load, we will walk away with gold in out pockets”
“You mean more gold” James teased, they laughed together.
“Captain I’ll take the wheel, you ready the crew” Remus said.
“Are you ordering around the captain?” Sirius said throwing his arm around James’ shoulder.
“Aye, tis I am”
Caption Johnson had no idea Lily was a female, he thought her a 16-year-old male named Alex, the cook’s son. Lily Evans was actually a 22 year old female, she had long red hair from her father which she kept piled underneath her hat, emerald eyes from her mother and a pout like her grandmothers. Her spirit matched her looks and often got her in trouble.
She scurried around the fighting trying her best to make it to the planks connected by the other ship. Lily tripped and stumbled earning scrapes on her hands and knees, she kept on going. Finally reaching the planks she looked back upon the soon to be distant ship. She turned back and took 3 steps across the nearest plank to find something holding her back, she turned her head to see a tall man with a muscular build, he had messy black hair and warm hazel eyes which were covered with spectacles.
Oh god, why couldn’t he just not see me, look he is wearing specks he shouldn’t of saw me, oh great looks like I will be joining you soon parents.
She turnedto leavebut was immediately asked.
“whats your name lad?”
Instead of lying like she had been for so many years she took off her hat and let her hair swirl around her. Caption Johnson gasped from her left.
“y-your a giiirl?” he exclaimed
Lily just ignored him and blushed. “my names Lily caption”
“What is wrong with there being a woman on board?” Lily asked, her tempter flaring to life.
“Aye, and just a small comment, but you should learn to speak less properly, it’s not appropriate of a pirate.”
“AND DRINK LIKE ONE!” yelled a drunken Sirius as he passed by.
James laughed. “Sirius likes him rum.”
She really is attractive isn’t she? He shook his head, desperately trying to rid himself of the thought of a crewmate actually being attractive.
Lily sat up as well, and when their eyes met James felt his heart leap as he looked into her endless green orbs.
Lily received a shock when James hand touched hers; she quickly dismissed it and allowed herself to be pulled to land. Suddenly a though occured to her and she pulled at the hand holding hers.
“Come on, relax, we’ll even take a drink with you,” James offered.
Peter laughed and received a glare from James and Lily.
“Okay, ready Lils?”
She nodded; they all picked up their glasses. Lily took the first sip and she slammed her cup down forcefully and raised her hands to her throat gasping for hair.
(an author’s note:)
This chapter was going to be longer, in fact i had it all planned out however i changed my mind at the last minute. I havn't updated in a bit and i apologize however the beta that was helping me edit hasnt returned it. So not only are you getting a short chapter but a unedited it one. Truly sorry. :D
James remembered her telling him that she couldn’t fight. He put his hands on her shoulders to calm her down and took a deep breathe trying to calm himself as well. He couldn’t bear to see her be caught.
“Lily listen to me, I want you to run down under the deck and into the galleys there I want you to go to a big box of scum and move it to the left and return it after u slip behind it, then continue to go further back to some more boxes ofscum I want you to hop over the first four and then move the fifth over the your right there will be a slightly ajar trap door leading to a dark room. Go there and sit, when it is safe I or Sirius will come and get you.” He placed a kiss on her forehead and pushed her towards the stairs.
(James is fighting Captain Riddle:)
James groaned under the pressure of the old mans sword.
STOMP STOMP STOMP
Someone was coming down the stairs, Lily held her breath as her tears were working there ways down her cheeks once again. She closed her eyes and prayed to god.
Dear god, I know I have not been the greatest lately and i apologize, but we really need to get though this.
Magic is Might
(from the fic’s summary:)
After planing a revolt with other rebels, one young girl is caught and sold into forced labor in the Dark Lord' castle. To make matters worse the Dark Lord's son seemes to have an intrest in her.
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There is a girl who wishes. She wishes she could paint better, even thought she knows she sucks at it. She wishes she had more friends, but is afraid to take the chance. she wishes she could dive into a book and live there instead of the real world. This girl loves making people laugh and hates it when people talk down to her to make their own self-esteem go up.
This girl loves staring up at the sky and daydreaming in school. This girl is failing English I, she dosen't understand why she has to find out what the parts of a sentance is. She thinks that if people can understand her, she should be okay. she told this to her teacher and earned herself a detention. This girl loves to write. Her grammer isn't perfect, nor is her spelling. But she tries. This girl wants people to switch to State Farm. Are you in good hands?
I'm sorry i just had to put that. It was getting a little to serious. Also this girl needs a Beta, anyone up for a challange?
(Note: this person’s profile is 7,000 words long.)
Disclaim Her: I own nothing except my wild imagination
Chapter 1Jareth, meet Harry
Jareth was woken up by the feeling of small hands patting his cheeks. Grumbling about being woken up, Jareth cracked open an eye, blinked in amusement/disbelief, shut his eye, rubbed both of them, opened both eyes and stared at the apparition sitting on his chest with a big grin and even bigger green eyes with a livid lightning bolt scar on his forehead along with a mop of unruly black hair.
Jareth frowned at the baby, unable to recall what said child might be doing here in his castle, let alone in his bed.
“What’s marriage?” Harry asked.
Jareth blinked and looked down at the little boy in curiousity, but answered. “Marriage is when two people who love each other very much join together in front of a priest and witnesses. In a marriage, the two people share everything that they own with the other and take care of one another for the rest of their lives. At
the very least, you’d have to be 17 in the magical world before you can legally marry. The married couple also tends to move either into a new home, or one will move into the other – usually the grooms’- house.” Jareth explained.
“Oh. Why aren’t you married?”
Jareth choked on the water he was drinking. “Because I don’t love anyone, Harry.”
“Not even me?” Harry asked, for some reason feeling like their was a great big hole in his chest now.
“Harry, if this did happen, you must be aware that I am a selfish, possessive man, and that I do not share well and that I get jealous.” Jareth explained.
“So? I don’t want to share you with those airheads, and I always get jealous when they have your attention.” Harry stated dismissively.
Jareth sighed and shook his head. “Engagement traditionally comes first, along with a ring, Harry.”
Harry frowned, trying to think of where he could get a ring for Jareth.
Harry Potter and the Prophesized Six
(the fic’s summary:)
This is the sequel to my previous story, Harry Potter and the Twists of Fate and starts a few hours after the last chapter of that story. Will Harry and his friends come together to defeat Voldemort or will they fall apart along with the Wizarding World?