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Between you and me prt 13Detention? Luna asked, walking with Harry, Hermione, and Neville to Muggle Studies. what for?
He deserved it! Hermione interrupted before Harry could object. He was very rude to Professor Snape!
He was rude to me first!
Hes rude to everyone, Neville mumbled. You cant do anything about it. If you try, youll get well, a detention.
Two wrongs dont make a right, Harry
Hermione you sound like my aunt! He rolled his eyes. Sticking up for the person in the wrong.
I never said Snape was right! But its true!
Dont blame her for the professors actions, Harry. Its not her fault. Lunas soft voice interrupted the row. They all looked back at the blonde, who was already distracted by a picture on the wall.
Wait, its tonight?
Yeah Neville, tonight.
Between you and me- Prt 12Harry was ecstatic to hear that he had advanced potions class with Ron and Hermione (though no one was sure how Ron made it into that class). He hoped that the company of his friends would make the painful hour and a half tick by faster. It wasnt that he didnt like the subject matter, it was mildly interesting. It was that the potions master seemed to have a personal vendetta against him. Of course that was only the opinion of half the class.
Snape hates everyone, Ron assured, And its the first day, I mean come on. Hes probably less grouchy today than any other day other than the last.
I wouldnt count on it, Ron.
Just try not to do anything worth getting glared at for.
Hermione, he called you an insufferable know-it-all for giving him the right answers to a question, Harry reminded.
Well She couldnt really th
Staring into his eyes, she saw nothing.
Like tunnels were those dark orbs, leading to a dark, dank abyss that was his soul.
Whatever child lay writhing in those inner depths had never seen light. Or, atleast, hadn't enjoyed the warming rays in a lifetime.
Glaciers surrounded his heart. An ice so cold that even the warmest touch could not melt them.
If anything, the chill would send shivers down an angels back.
Lifeless and cruel, looking into the blackness would take your breath away.
If not your breath, then your soul.
Like a starving beast, claws outstretched, his eyes would devour your soul,
Hoping to fill the void that was left where his reason for living had been.
A darkness so black, the terrors of his mind were unseen.
The devil would shudder at his most private thoughts.
Those things one would not utter on the death bed.
His heart would be black if he had one
His soul would be dead if he had one
His life would be over if he had one
Were it not for those eyes
Hp Between you and Me- part 10The door opened and Lockhart walked into the stone room. His brilliant smile and perfectly groomed gold hair caused the room to brighten by three shades. Thats how it seemed, at least.
Samantha! He said. He took one look at the dreary potions master, and turned up the charm. If his teeth could get any brighter and his hair get any shinier, it just did. Im sorry, did I interrupt something? Snape looked back at Samantha, who in turn looked at him.
Yes, you did. He said, We were in the midst of an important discussion.
Oh, well I can wait. Lockhart leaned against the wall, folding his arms.
It will take a while.
The DADA professors beaming smile faded.
Oh well maybe Ill catch you after classes, Samantha. He waited for an answer, but seeing that all he would get was a nod, he left quickly. Samantha mou
between you and me- prt 10.5And that concludes todays lesson on the number 7. Samantha stood beside her desk, warily looking at the hourglass on her desk. She checked her watch, just to make sure the hourglass was accurate. Any questions? Any at all? The class had already begun to chatter away. Ill take that as a no. She sat down behind her desk. When all the gold sand funneled through the hourglass a chime sounded and the students picked up their books and left. A short, stocky fifth year stopped at her desk.
Professor Fiddlesnype, will you be having a lot of extra credit? The boy looked down, then up at the teacher.
I issue extra credit when enough students in my class need it. She smiled warmly at the boy. So dont worry about that. If anyone is failing my class I will make extra credit available.
Oh, thanks. The boy smiled
HP Between You and Me- part 9 Harry and Melanie had their next class together- herbology. They passed the two professors who were speaking with one another, and turned down the hall.
I havent talked to you in a long time! Harry shifted his pack from one shoulder to the other, and looked back at the girl who walked two steps behind him. Melanie! Walk with me!
I am. She quickened her steps to catch up with him. She was a good bit shorter than him, making it difficult for her to keep up with his stride.
So, have you talked to Fred yet?
I did talk to Fred. Just a moment ago at lunch
You know what I mean. He grinned and nudged her gently.
Oh. Her cheeks burned red, and she looked down at the floor. No. I havent.
Why not? You better tell him how you feel before some other veela comes along
But whats the point if he doesnt like me
Hp Between You and Me- Part 8Again the halls were flooded with students trying to get to their classes. Samantha pushed through them gently. Snape seemed to appear out of nowhere, and walked beside her.
What did Lockhart speak with you about?
Samantha looked up at him.
Theres nothing to say about that.
Snape, perturbed by her answer, scowled. But, he didnt walk away from her.
It may have some pertinence to the students, thats all I want to know.
It has nothing to do with you or the students. Samantha felt a bit guilty for dismissing him, but she had a plan.
Ah. He already knew what it was about, but there was something he wanted to hear her say.
Im willing to talk to you about it, if you really want to know. She might as well kill two birds with one stone. When is your planning period?
Does everyone have t
HP between you and me- prt 7Samantha pushed the round, green vegetables across her plate. She wasnt all that hungry anymore. Meanwhile, at the other end of the table, Lockhart had pulled out a small mirror and placed it in front of himself. Snape gave him one disapproving look and muttered something unintelligible. The mirror cracked, and Lockhart frowned.
My mirror broke. He had a knack for pointing out the obvious, it seemed. No matter! Fixum reflectum! He pointed his wand at the cracked glass. McGonagall, who sat near enough to hear the nonsensical attempt at a spell, rolled her eyes. Of course nothing happened, and Lockhart looked very confused.
Perhaps you didnt correctly execute the movement. Snape suggested, a haughty sneer curling his lips.
Thank you, Prof. Snape, but I can handle this myself, he said.
Of course you can.
After several other foolish and failed attempts t
Hp between you and me- part 6Oi! Make room! George shoved Ron roughly, a large grin on his freckled face.
Make way for the seventh years! Fred demanded, sporting the same smile as his twin. Ron scowled but scooted down the bench, along with Hermione and Harry.
Hey Mates! Harry smiled at the Weasley boys, how were your first classes?
Boring. They said in unison
But we spiced it up a bit, didnt we George?
That we did, Fred!
Oh no, what did you do? Hermione planted her face in her hands, rubbing her temples. Despite what you may think, you two are NOT the Defense Against the Boring Classes professors!
That was a good one! George reached around Ron and clapped Hermione on the back. Ron shot him an evil glare, and George roughly ruffled his little brothers hair.
We set off a few dungbombs underneath the teachers desk, Fred waved his hand dismissively. It
Loving You- (Levi x Reader) [AU]
*A/N: The song lyrics are included in the fic, so listening to the song would be perfect with this fic~
( X )
Just once in a day, I remember you, miss you
“I’m not spending hard earned money on your coffee.”
You pout, letting a small huff escape your lips as Levi takes hold of the shopping bags, a grunt emitting from his throat.
“But, come on this is the last day I can fully spend with you before-
Rumour Has It - [AU] Punk!Teen!Levi x Teen!Reader
Being here was going to ruin his reputation, he was sure of it.
Levi had always been the “thug” of the school, as it were. He might’ve been short, but he was damn strong and damn intimidating. No one really wanted to mess with him, which he greatly appreciated. The last thing he wanted was to be approached by a bunch of assholes he wanted nothing to do with.
But… the bad part about repelling so many people was that you were among them. You too were too frightened of him to want to talk to him – even when you needed to you’d simply walk up to him, see him notice you, then run away. It was disheartening, especially considering you were the one person he actually wanted to approach him.
Despite that, Levi was always distant from others, he never went to parties or did anything with anyone outside of school – it gave him that mysterious sort of aura that people were intimidated by.
But that just had to fucking change, didn’t it? He just had t
Hungary x Child!Reader - Frying Pan
"Oh dear! Are you all alone. little girl?" a woman with wavy brown hair asked.
"Yes, ma'am." you replied.
"Where are your parents?"
"My dad's busy, ma'am. My big brother said that he'll come and pick me up at 2:30."
The woman checked her watch before saying, "But it's 3:25."
You looked down, "That bastard."
"Would you like me to take you to your home?"
"Well, I brought a new frying pan," the woman said as she took the frying pan from the paper bag that she was holding, "I can hit him if want."
You smiled, "Uh-huh!"
"I'm Elizabeta Hédervary. Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Elizabeta! I'm [Y/N] Kirkland~!"
"[Y/N] Kirkland, huh? Arthur's daughter?"
"No, Oliver's daughter!"
"Ah! Then, I'll wait here with you, okay?"
~~~Timeskip to 4:10~~~
Allen ran towards your school and didn't find you at the gate. But instead, he got hit by Elizabeta with her frying pan.
Allen feel down, unconscious while you took Elizabeta's hand and walked away.
Physical check up | Doctor!Levi x Reader
Warning, may be pervy. Or not.
As you entered the clinic, you were greeted by a woman with ginger hair and eyes with glasses. She looked up and smiled at you.
"Hello and welcome to Survey Corps Clinic! How can I help you ma'am?" You took out a paper out your purse and handed it to the receptionist.
"I'm here for a check up," Your voice sounded a little croaky, like a frog trying to talk. She laughed under her breath, making you blush in embarrassment. She looked at it for a second before signing something, then gave the paper to another receptionist with short black hair sitting across her.
"Alright, I will call you when the doctors arrive, got it? For now, you may take a seat in the waiting room," Sighing, you sat down in one of the room's cold chairs.
After a what seemed a long while, you heard a soft, feminine voice call you out.
"[Full name], we will be seeing you now," You saw the girl with the same short black hair. You stood up, and walked over to her. She
2P!Canada x Child!Reader - Do You Want Pie?
Matthieu looked away from his book to finding you holding a pie, "Did you make that?"
"Uh-huh!" you nodded, "Wanna try it?"
Matthieu took of his glasses, "Lemme try."
You walked towards him then threw the pie on his face. You giggled and ran away.
"Why you little!" Matthieu angrily said before chasing you around the house.
Drunk!2P!America x Reader - Don't Trust Me
You hold your camera close to you while watching TV. You had a feeling that Allen would do something as you already seen him drinking earlier. You waited for a while until footsteps, that sounds like someone was wearing high heels, can be heard.
You peeked from the couch and found Allen walking downstairs, wearing a black dress and black high heels. He also wore make-up which amused you. You then started recording when you noticed that he was too drunk to notice that you're in the living room.
Black dress with the tights underneath,
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And she's an actress,
But she ain't got no need.
She's got money from her parents in a trust fund back east." Allen sand as he flips his skirt over.
He then sat on the chair that was beside the stairs. Once he sat down, he crossed his leg and continued singing,
"Tongues always pressed to your cheeks,
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth,"
"Ew." you muttered.
"Tell your boyfriend if
Drunk!2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Drunken Night
Today, you were sitting with your family on the dinning table, watching them get drunk as you drink your strawberry milk. Allen, Matthieu and Francois seems to be calm and dumb while Oliver just gets angry. Just angry enough for him to slap the three. You tried recording but Oliver took it and threw your camera on to the couch. You were relieved that it landed safely and it's position was on your family, meaning that it was recording the whole time.
"Hey," Allen spoke, "Remember when I stick my leg out and Oliver tripped over and fell on the pool?"
"Well, of course! That's when you were just a baby." Oliver growled.
"No... I was just... Nine?"
"No, you were 96 that time." Matthieu corrected him.
"Then how old am I now?"
"2014." Francois replied.
"Hey hey! Remember that one time I tried to propose to Al?" Matthieu asked.
"I should have said yes!" Allen spat.
"Well, there is still time to propose." Francois suggested.
Mathhieu nodded as he holds Allen's hand
DemonButler!Levi x Reader Not Your Ordinary ButlerRays of sunlight shone into your bedroom windows through the gaps between the curtains of your room. You were in bed, still donned in your nightgown. Your (hair color) locks sprawled sprawled across the pillows as you laid on your back. You lifted your left hand in the air, staring at the eccentric seal etched on it --- the seal that bonded you to a certain raven-haired man. The man who swore to protect you at all costs (with a price of course) took the form of your butler. It would be easier for him to protect you that way he had said, since it would require him to always stay by your side.
“Good, you’re awake.”
His velvety voice cut through your thoughts. You looked in the direction of his voice, frowning at the smug look he had on his face, his gray eyes fixated on your left hand. You watched as he made his way to your bed, the tail of his suit swooshed in the air. When he reached the edge of your bed, he grabbed your hand and inspected the seal.
“What were y
2P!England x Child!Reader - Photo Album
"Poppet~! Look what I got~!" Oliver said as he walked into the living room.
You looked away from the TV and found him walking towards you while carrying a a bunch of photo albums.
He sat beside you as he placed the albums on the coffee table in front of him, "This always brings the memories~"
"Are these photo albums?" you asked as you grab one of the album, that was red in colour and opened it on the first page.
"Yes it is~ I had been taking pictures of you, Allie and Mattie when you all are just a baby." Oliver responded.
You laughed, "Why is his pants wet?"
Oliver looked at the picture that you were talking about. It was a picture of Allen, who looked about your age, crying while his pants were wet on the crotch area.
"Oh, Allen peed on his pants when we're going back home from the amusement park." Oliver chuckled.
You turned the next page and laughed hard. There was a picture of Francois trying to calm both baby Allen and Matthieu who were crying while sitting on the tub.
Between You and Me-part11 FB
Severus! Hey wait a minute! A seventeen year old girl with curly chocolate tresses wearing the Gryffindor uniform ran toward a group of slytherins, waving toward one in particular. A tall boy with lanky arms and shiny, greasy hair turned around, his black eyes glittering in the sunlight. The girl stopped inches in front of him, the other slytherins crowding behind him. They all sneered and glowered at the girl, venom seething from their expressions.
What do you want?
I wanted to say She looked around his boney shoulder at the other seventh years behind him. She picked out several she knew, all for negative reasons. Her voice dropped to near silence. I just wanted to wish you the best of luck, and all the happiness in the world. She smiled sweetly up at him.
Can we talk later? He whispered, looking back at the other slytherins and rolling his eyes. They all nodded and smirked at the gestur
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