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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
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
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
Yes, Sir (Drunk!Levi x Reader)
A night in New York City. Supposedly the proud parent of romantic encounters around the numerous landmarks, gigantic blow out parties in the hottest night clubs, and the ritziest people found on every high end block.
Now, if someone could explain how that translated to you dragging a drunken Mr. Ackerman home, that would be just lovely.
Beginnings are the best place to start things, so let's roll back a few hours. The annual company bash was in full swing, the windows of the office's lobby reverberating with the noise. You weren't sure if a single coworker was sober outside yourself. Even the sullen Mikasa had a pink tint to her cheeks, and the company's President, Erwin, looked a bit tipsy.
The law-firm of Rose, Sina, and Maria were celebrating their fifth year of being an economic empire. The money couldn't be stopped from rolling in, and said circumstances meant bonuses. Everyone had a reason to celebrate the extra change in their pockets. You had planned for the event for an extens
Please Take Me Home - Sebastian x Neko! Reader
Living on the streets was not easy.
There was murderers, rapists, and not to mention the God-awful drunks that threw glass bottles at you.
But one could guess such was the life of a cat. A cat in Victoria England.
You gazed at your surroundings in disgust. Being in the alley of a bar was gross. You couldn't believe this actually happened to you.
One day you were taking a stroll in the park and lightly bumped into a man in a cloak. In surprise he yelled "Abracadabra" and poof! Your life as a human was over.
You growled bitterly recalling that awful memory. 'That stupid man! If only I scratched him with my claws maybe he would have turned me back...'
Sadly that wasn't the case because you ran away in disbelief to what just happened. You ran and and ran. You ran until your paws were bleeding. Until your breaths became diminished to hurried pants. Until exhaustion overtook your tiny body and made you succumb to a nightmarish sleep.
Coming out of that
Levi x Reader x Rivaille |Host Club| AUYou felt your eyebrow twitch as Levi and Rivaille both stare at you, arms crossed. They both sighed at the same time.
"(Name), we would like..." Levi began.
"...That stuff you commoners call instant coffee." Rivaille finished, and you frowned.
"Why can't you get it yourself?" You grumble. Levi and Rivaille both smirked.
"Well, someone broke an expensive vase." Levi teased, making you glare daggers at him.
"In all honesty it didn't even look that expensive." You defensively say.
"Hm, well, too bad isn't it?" Rivaille says, making you sigh.
"Do I really have to? This couch is really comfy," You say, motioning to the leather couch you were plopped on. They both shake their heads. You look away frowning.
"Either that, or you can yell." Levi suggests, making you look back at him confused.
"What?" You deadpan.
"You seem like the kind of person that hides their actual rage, besides you blatant sarcasm. If you yell, it'd be quite entertaining, don't you think Levi?" Rivaille asks, as Levi nods
Sebastian x Child! Reader: Her Butler, Proud
Sebastian x Child! Reader
Her Butler, Proud
It was nearing twilight as the last fractals of light disappeared into the nighttime clouds of a periwinkle sky. Carriages clattered noisily through the streets of London chauffeuring the elite of society to the nearest theaters and other forms of entertainment.
From the depths of the large city a single stately house sat in mild splendor, with warm light wafting through large clear-cut windows. From within the home, a couple finished dressing to the nines and made their way down to the entryway where their Butler awaited to help them into their coats.
The Master of the house- a nearly twenty-five year old Ciel Phantomhive- regally shrugged into his overcoat, before holding out his arm to his wife. With an intelligent light blue eye the man gazed at her, before once more returning his attention to the statuesque figure dressed in black.
“We’ll return after the oper
Hitman - Assassin!Levi x Reader
“Levi, we’ve received some new information.”
The renowned assassin waited obediently for his orders that were to come. After all, an assassin was nothing more than a tool, and no one wanted a tool that talked freely. If he overstepped his boundaries he was certain another of his kind would be sent to wipe him out – or several, if they were smart.
He looked toward the shadowed figure folding his arms over the desk. “There’s a woman currently hiding out in Japan. [First] [Last] her name is. We’ve gotten word that she’s… got her hands on some government level intelligence.” He interlaced his meaty fingers together and leaned into them. “I need you to take her out, remove the information wherever she’s stored it.”
Levi stared blankly at the pudgy man before him. “How do you know she’s got information?”
“Ah, she told us. Directly. She thought she was being smart, but we managed to track her
Bucky x Reader Don't Play
“Ohhh how long has it been since we’ve been to the beach??” (Name) cried, stretching her tired limbs with every emphasis. Finally, they were all at the beach. The most magical, relaxing and vacation perfect place they could think of, and it was all thanks to (Name).
Clad in only a bikini and a long shirt as a cover-up, (Name) had then convinced Fury to give all the Avengers a decent vacation. And Bucky Barnes had been included because 1) She had a massive crush on the man and 2) Because she knew he needed the break more than anyone else.
Since joining SHIELD, he’d had it rough. All the other agents and personnel were wary of him thanks to his past as the Winter Soldier, which basically meant no one really trusted or liked him aside from Steve and (Name), and the Avengers more or less since she’d convinced them that he was a decent guy, for the most part.
And here they all were, ready to kick back at the beach in
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Catch Me If You Can
You were at your room, completely feeling bored since everyone's busy. That's when you thought that they'll play with you by force if you do so. So you entered their rooms and took their t-shirt that has their flag pattern on them.
Oliver looked at you you, only to see you wearing his Britain flag patterned t-shirt.
"Oh no, poppet! I'm still wearing that!" Oliver said as he walks towards you but you quickly ran away.
"Catch me if you can!"
Your father chased you around the house for no more than two and a half hours but you really had fun. Oliver took a break from the chase and you did your victory dance.
Allen turned away from the t.v, only to see you wearing his American flag patterned t-shirt.
"I was looking all over for that! Thank for finding it doll." Right before Allen could even come near you, you ran away.
"Catch me if you can!"
The chase lasted for a minute, having Allen tripped over which game him a nosebleed.
First Glance - Levi x Reader
You sat on the grassy field beneath, your face turned ahead but your eyes not really looking at anything in particular. You felt the presence of a man beside you – the same man you had given your heart to.
Levi – it was a beautiful name. You loved how it sounded, whether it rolled off your tongue or his. It was simple, not a tongue twister like many other names you’d heard, no. Levi was short and sweet – just like the man who the name belonged to, you assumed.
You smiled a little to yourself. Knowing he was there made you feel safe, even a little flustered. But there had been something you always wanted to know about him – something you’d never figured out, something that had been hounding your mind for years.
He spoke up; breaking the silent air between you two. His voice filled your ears. “Hey, [First], are you feeling okay? You’re looking a little flushed.”
Your smile grew wider. You loved how protective he was of you. He w
Levi x Reader - All That Jazz - [AU]
All That Jazz
Levi x Reader [AU]
Ah, Friday night. You're hectic week at work was finally coming to a close, and you had tonight to yourself. Some of your friends would go to the club, others would stay home and watch tv, but you had better plans. You were going to go to your favorite coffee shop tonight and watch the Friday night entertainment. By entertainment, you meant the incredibly hot jazz guitarist that plays there every Friday night, Levi.
Levi wasn't like the other musicians that played at your coffee shop. Nothing he played was ever planned or repetitive, that's just the way jazz was. Improvisation. It was free, creative, and one of your favorite things to listen to. Sometimes he would get a little daring and play some blues or jazz fusion as well, which was even crazier. You would watch him play his beautiful music, drink coffee or tea, give him a generous tip, and once he was done at 11:00 you would head home. Lately though, more and more girls had started
HP Between you and Me- part 4Harry! Hey Mate! Ron pushed through a flock of Ravenclaws and clapped his friend on the shoulder.
Hey Ron, wheres Hermione? The two boys sat down at their house table. The first hand full of classes and gone by reasonably well, and lunch was in ten minutes.
I dont know. Im not her keeper. He rolled his eyes and flicked a strand of red hair from his face. Would you believe she tried to get me in trouble in our FIRST class?
Im sure you did something to deserve it.
Harry, Mate, youre supposed to be on my side!
Sorry, go on.
Well, he began, the new professor, Fiddlesnype, she writes a ton of notes. I saw Hermione was writing them all down REALLY well, so I charmed my quill to copy hers. He shrugged and casually waved his hand. In my opinion, thats a COMPLIMENT to her note taking.
What did Fiddlesny
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