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Patience is a Virtue
Patience is a virtue. Perhaps you should learn it sometime.
It was time the tables were turned. Now we're playing dirty.
Silence is Golden
I wasn't exactly expecting an answer. Well, not an intelligent one anyway.
I would have thought by now that you had learned to respect your superiors.
Two's a Crowd
I may just have to drown myself in the lake.
Toil and Trouble
This is a classroom. Not a Quidditch Pitch.
A Shadow of Doubt
She's a few ingredients short of a potion. If you know what I mean.
"It’s so bloody hard to get a hold of. Don’t ask me how Avery manages to sneak it into the castle, that boy is not one to let up his secrets so easily"
I shuddered slightly as his hot breath tickled the side of my face, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
“He only wants the same thing we all do. To take our rightful place as the superiors above the useless and dirty-blooded witches and wizards below us”
“It's nothing really, just. . .”
I remember now that old saying, “Curiosity killed the cat”. I guess that line is too often ignored. . .
For a brief moment I felt myself lean towards him slightly, resisting the urge to cover the small space between us and feel the touch of his hands warm against my skin once more.
More than anything, the run-in with Sirius had left me in an inexplicable state of confusion. The way I had felt when my body pressed against his – The butterflies, cloudiness, shivers.
I held my own mask in my hands. It was rather plain - black lacquer with a few sparkly diamantes in each corner. In a swift motion I put it in place over my eyes, and tied the silk ribbon behind my head to secure it firmly.
Fool To Believe
Finally, I understood that all this time I had been nothing but a tool.
“Don’t even think about it” he hissed down at me – his nose barely an inch away from my own.
I faltered a little, everything I had discovered so far about this Dark Lord so far seemed to be true – he was planning a rebellion.
Roughly, Regulus rammed his broom into Selene’s who fell back for an instant before catching up again – it was clear that she was the more experienced Seeker.
A battered sign hung low above the door – depicting a rather grotesque looking picture of a wild boar's severed head leaking blood onto the white cloth around it.
I didn’t wait around for long – as soon as I knew that he had seen me, I ran as fast as my legs would take me.
“No...” was all I managed to choke out through my tears as both an answer to her accusation and to the cruel realisation that no matter what I said – I was going to lose my best friend.
I hadn’t exactly been feeling like myself for a while now. I didn’t feel like the same confident, determined person I had always been – instead, I felt nothing but lost.
“I do not like him” I countered stubbornly as I followed Isobel into the warmth of the car, groaning lowly as I imagined all the rumours that would spring from that one tiny moment when I got back to Hogwarts.
I froze – the fear rising up in me; overflowing like a goblet filled with too much water. This couldn’t be real. It had to be some sort of nightmare, it just had to be.
I'm Still Breathing
I won't be making the same mistake again. Trust me.
Falling For You
It was then that the truth had become painfully, and inevitably aware.
Just A Kiss
How could anyone possibly know that for me it meant breaking my own heart just to avoid getting myself killed.
I forced myself to lie again, wondering why it was getting more and more difficult.
The Ties That Bind
Something was not right in our world.
It was the fear of the feelings that threatened to break down the wall that I had always thought was so strong.
Love and War
I knew it. I knew there was something going on between the two of you.
Three Little Words
Those three little words... why are they so hard to say?
The Fox and the Hound
A strange sort of rushing sensation coursed through me and my Patronus shot out of my wand quick as a dart – it was fast. It circled around me a couple of times, darting back and forth, it’s movement like an arrow, before stopping in front of me in mid-air and I let out a low gasp of delight.
How could this be real life? How could anyone ever endure this much pain and continue to keep on living?
Kind of Wonderful
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