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By this Mark ...AUTHOURS NOTE theres a bit of sexual implication in this, but I dont think its enough to but a rating on. If you disagree, let me know!
Hermione twisted the cord of the phone around her finger while it rang, waiting for her friend to pick up. Just when she was about to hang up, the phone clicked and a breathless voice said, Hello?
Amelia, its me, she said. Bad time?
No, its fine. I was listening to my music and didnt hear the phone at first, Amelia said cheerfully. Whats up?
I need your help with something.
Whats wrong? she asked, now sounding slightly concerned.
Nothings wrong, Hermione assured her, not quite sure how to phrase her problem. Its just Ive invited Malfoy - I mean, Draco - to the club with us tonight.
Say no more, Ill be there in ten minutes.
The Balcony SceneHermione sat on the windowsill of Ginnys bedroom, gazing unseeingly out over the small paddock without even noticing the boys playing Quidditch. Instead she saw Malfoys face clearly in her mind, looking bloodied and gaunt as he said the words that had ripped a hole through her.
I love you Hermione Granger, but I know you dont feel the same way. I told you I would fight to make you mine, but Im not going to do that if it will make you unhappy, he had said. So Im giving up, no matter the consequences to myself.
Consequences. The word was haunting her.
She sighed distractedly, desperate to know what, exactly, would happen to him. She hadnt seen or heard from him since he had left her hospital room nearly two weeks ago. At first she had gone home to her parents, hoping against hope that he would come to see her. When he hadnt, her parents had noticed her distress without knowing the cause. Anxious, they had enc
Amber Kaiba's Profile
Name: Amber Maria Kaiba
Nickname(s) Good: Maria (by Seto when he gets angry with her), Sissy (by Mokuba)
Nickname(s) Bad: Stupid, Worthless, Retarded, and Troublemaker (All by Gozaburo)
Age: 16-18 (YGO), 26-28 (YGO: GX), 36-38 (YGO: 5DS)
Hair Color: Aqua Green w/ Teal Bangs
Eye Color: Purple
Weight: 115 lbs.
Birth Date: October 7 (the same as Noa of course)
Personality: Somewhat shy, relaxed, kind hearted, a little hot headed, friendly, cocky, sarcastic
Average Clothing: She usually wears skirts and a somewhat feminine shirt. Sometimes she will wear pants/shorts/knickers when she feels like it. Dresses are out of the question unless she absolutely has to wear one. Her clothes are usually black and aqua green in color.
Occupation: Student and the true heir to Kaiba Corp. Even though she is the heir, she only works behind the curtains and lets Seto be the fac
Dramione 1: A New Day Has Come
A new year had begun and the head girl was strolling the halls of Hogwarts helping out any reckless first years that had strayed and gotten themselves lost. Hermione had just helped two young first year Gryffindors find their way to the Great Halls where new students had to be gathered. She had not yet met the head boy nor seen him around doing the same duty she was currently doing, but hopefully she was not the only one doing so.
Hermione took a turn and stopped. There was Malfoy with his mischievous smirk talking to what looked like a scared lost first year Hufflepuff. She took long, quick strides over to the two just in case Malfoy was harassing the kid.
"What's going on over here?" she asked as soon as she was within the two's hearing distance.
Malfoy turned around, his smirk nerved, and his expression turned slightly sour. "Well if it isn't Granger. What do you want?" Turning to the kid, his smirk back to it's fullness. " I was just helping this little fellow find his way back to
Not Afraid ch 8 Malec FicCHAPTER 8
"Somebody help!" I screamed while I carried Alec´s unconscious body inside the ER followed by Jace and Isabelle. As soon as they saw me, the nurses took me to a bed where I carefully laid him.
"What happened?" a young doctor asked gently moving me aside.
"He was kidnapped, the police helped us find him and he passed out when we were escaping the shooting, he´s bleeding from his stomach" I said not really having much idea if all that info would help him but my brain was more occupied on not freaking out completely than coming out with an accurate description oh Alec's state. The doctor nodded lifting Alec´s sweater and I wanted to go back and kill those sons of bitches when I saw the state of it, he had deep cuts all over his abs, his skin was beaten and swollen taking different shades of color I had to look away not being able to put up with that sight without punching anybody.
"Take him to the ICU" ordered the doctor pulling his sweater back do
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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