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Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome. -Isaac Asimov
She squeezed his hand tightly. “I’m not okay though.”
“We’re going to get you help, Sara, and you are going to be okay. I promise.”
She smiled. “We just never seem to get this right, you and me. When I’m ready, you’re not. When you’re ready, I’m insane.”
~Afraid of the Light - hazelmom
“You call that asleep?” Malfoy scoffed, lazily pointing at her. “So what is she normally like – or do you put her on some kind of medication?”
~A Course In Love -Elenora Aeliss
Draco snickered at the situation. Ginny had called Potter a prat and a git all within 10 minutes. It was a dream come true.
"Don't you dare snicker at me Draco Malfoy!" Ginny bellowed at him. "I'll deal with you in a minute."
A horrible sense of foreboding hit Draco. He sat down on a bench and hoped that maybe Ginny would forget he was there.
~What She's Capable Of -ForeverLaDonna
Ginny continued. "He's this hook-nosed greasy, oily vampire bat who never had things his way and feels like he needs to just sneer and take a million points off of Gryffindor and scare all the Hufflepuffs to little pieces. He's just stupid and he needs to die." She paused for a moment. "And it would be really funny and freaky if he was right behind me now."
~Loco -twinsofthesky
"I am Harry Potter," the boy said seriously. "I am also completely different from him." He lifted the bangs from his forehead and for the first time Remus saw the thin lightning-shaped scar. "The Dark Lord used powerful Soul Magic that night, Albus; did you truly think that wounds can be only physical?"
~The Original Cast A Stone -Hades' Phoenix
“She is an emotional powder keg, Grissom. I don’t think you are prepared for that.”
“I am sure that I’m not. But she’s my powder keg so I will ask you kindly to stay out of it.”
~Afraid of the Light - hazelmom
“Yes, well, Draco has been extremely busy,” Draco said, not shifting his head from the table. “Draco promises to come and see you more often if Draco could just please, please have some coffee immediately. Draco has far too much blood in his caffeine system.”
~Draco Malfoy, the Amazing Bouncing... Rat-Sharon Armstrong
"So I suppose when you insult me, it's in the spirit of public-mindedness and I shouldn't feel offended? Is that it?"
"Something like that, Malfoy," Ginny agreed, crossing her arms and smirking at him. "Even you should see the difference."
~Chance Encounters -Davesmom
Snape choked, coughed conveniently for a few seconds, and then with a shake of his head that seemed to say, 'Ah, forget it', burst out in a fit of cruel laughter.
~Fire Demon -Minnionette
“I watched him pull himself up for the first time, heard his first word, his first laugh, his first cry! He was born a Potter but in my heart he is –my- baby boy and I felt so horrible for thinking that when his parents sat not two feet away discussing the Fidelous charm with Dumbledore!”
“So just, just –stop! You have seven children, let me keep my baby!”
~Baby Boy -Athena's Wiccan-wolf
Harry gasped as James knocked him back a step with the force of the embrace and began to whisper "I'm sorry," over and over again.
As Remus watched the two boys gripped each other so tightly Remus was sure they were bruising one another. Then slowly they sank to the ground, both shaking with tears as they awkwardly fell onto their knees, neither able to support the other. The night was quiet but for the sobs of the two young men, the fate of a world resting upon their shoulders.
~Meetings of Marauders -Whiskey
Peter made a point of looking around the room, before finally turning back to Severus. "I feel abandoned." He drawled dryly. "My . . . what a big room you have . . ."
"The better to . . ." Severus deadpanned, then paused. ". . ." ". . ." ". . . oh, never mind."
~Coexistence - darkcyan
Harry sniffed miserably, tears beginning anew and Draco thought he’d never seen anything more precious… or, umm, pathetic. So utterly, heart-meltingly… pathetic, and he couldn’t help but laugh.
~My Hero - XxRoGuExHeArTxX
"I THOUGHT we CLEARED this UP. I'm not just ANYBODY, you stupid PRAT. I'm HARRY FUCKING POTTER, and you're going damn well treat me like it. That means you're going to GET MY CLOTHES, GET MY WATER, and GET MY CHOCOLATE, and you're going to be POLITE about it, because I'm a CELEBRITY, damn it!"
~Dragon Tamer - Jennavere Link
"It was a RHETORICAL question! You are not actually ALLOWED to speak to me! I am FAMOUS! I am a SUPERSTAR! I am a wizard IDOL! I am HARRY FUCKING POTTER, so sit down and SHUT UP!"
Four very wide pairs of eyes stared back at Harry, but no one said a word. Harry beamed at them.
~Dragon Tamer - Jennavere
Snape spun on his heel to face her, eyes wide (from anger or stress Harry could not tell), "Important notes, Miss Granger, are notes that are," he paused, not sure of himself, "important."
~Accommodating - CountingCodfish
I wish that when the ministry took me into custody for fraternizing with the enemy he hadn't stormed in and captured me easier than they had. I wish that when we got back, I hadn't curled up in his bed and told him I loved him.
I wish even more that he hadn't smiled and replied, "I love you more than life itself."
I wish he had lied.
~Something Lost, Something Found - lunakatrina
“She blew up the ministry?” Harry asked softly, looking up at Mère.
“Yes, she did,” Mère replied proudly, “I have never seen so much fear directed at our family. Your aunt had a point though, the ministry is corrupt.”
“Harry,” Remus said giving Harry a pointed look, “blowing things up is bad.”
~Rockabye - lunakatrina
"Who dares draw the blood of our Bonded?" Fire demanded, looking out over the battle, which had frozen at their arrival. Harry tried, in that moment, tried desperately, to see the little girl he'd once known. But all he saw was the regal air of a Queen and eyes that were coldly furious even for all of her heat.
~A DIfferent Dark Age - dracademented
“Honey,” called Lily Potter from inside the house, “what’s going on?”
“I don’t know,” called back James, “There was a flaming Chia Pet on our doorstep.”
“A what?”
“Flaming Chia Pet. Don’t worry, I stomped it out. And I think I hear some girl in our bushes.”
“Or…” started Lenore from the bushes, “Wait, he already said girl, didn’t he?”
“That was not a girl!” shouted Lord Voldemort. “It was I! LORD VOLDEMORT. Know me and know fear”
“GET OFF MY LAWN!” shouted James Potter.
~Once Upon A Freakin' Time - Evadne
Snape found himself getting excited about Voldemort’s plan for the first time in years. He had always been skeptical of Voldemort’s crazy schemes in the past, but the telephone strategy had inspired him. Voldemort was thinking. He did know the Ministry’s weaknesses. He was a capable leader.
“What is it?” asked Snape.
“We will create…”
Yes? Yes?
“A company softball team!”
It was about this moment Snape decided to join Dumbledore.
~Once Upon A Freakin' Time - Evadne
She jerked away and started walking. Harry chased after her. "Gin, you owe me the truth."
She stopped in her tracks and looked up into his face. The emotions he saw there, pain, betrayal, and fear, were raw. "I owe you?" she asked incredulously. "I owe you shit. You promised…you danced with me at the ball and told me you would never…." Ginny was so angry that she could hardly form coherent sentences. "Get one thing straight, Harry James Potter. I don’t answer to you. I never will answer to you. And if I want to snog Mike Fletcher, or every other boy in Hogwarts, then I’ll do just that and there’s not a thing you can do about it. I don’t need to clear it with you first. And I don’t need to make sure that your feelings won’t be hurt. And I sure as hell don’t need to explain myself." She raked her hands through her hair, and in that moment, Harry felt an emotion rolling through their link that he hardly would’ve countenanced had he not known it was genuine. It was grief, rising inside her like a noxious black smoke. She nearly choked with it. "I can’t believe you knew about this," she said in a broken whisper. "The two of you sat up there conspiring…I just—" she cut off abruptly and walked away without another word.
~The Rebirth - Irina
"I don't love him." It was startling even to me when my voice came out rather weak, and croaky, and as if I were on the verge of tears.
For one, long moment I swore the night was going to end before Midnight. Before any sort of sweep me off my feet. Before any sort of act of New Year's admiration.
But it did not.
James smiled wryly, and reached a hand out to the bunched up length of my dress, and there was a question in his eyes, for a second, of my grace and elegance -- Wondering whether I truly had any.
As he ran his hand over the fabric, clenching his jaw, and finally swallowing for relief -- He nodded.
"Would it be terrible of me to say -- 'good'?"
And suddenly it hit me...They couldn't stop us now.
~All That Matters - Kaitsy
“Let me see if I have this right,” she said slowly. “You saw blood on the pants you were wearing today.” James nodded. “And you think I’m dying.” James nodded again and handed her the pants.
“I found it about ten minutes ago,” he told her gently. Lily looked down at the pants blankly. She knew immediately what the problem was and, given the situation, she didn’t know whether to laugh, or to cry of embarrassment. She looked back and James and just stared at him, not making a sound. James patted her shoulder sympathetically.
“Don’t try to be strong,” he said gently. “Let it all out.” Well, as James advised, Lily let it all out.
Boy, did she let it out.
James was speechless, to say the least.
Usually, when a person was told that she was dying, there was a lot of crying involved.
Lily was crying alright. Absolutely bawling, to be exact.
But James would have never guessed that it her tears would be accompanied with laughter. Not just giggles either. Lily was outright howling.
“Why are you laughing?” he asked incredulously. “I’ve just told you that you’re dying, Evans!” Lily just laughed harder. “I just told you that you’re bleeding profusely. You should be devastated!” She doubled over and hung on to the table in front of her. “This is hardly amusing!”
~A Walk in Your Shoes - Spirit007
He would allow them to distract him while he waited for sleep to come, while he waited for normalcy to return at some undetermined point in time. Until then, he would deal with the crowding and the taking over of his space, with trying to discern his razor from Warrick’s and Greg’s, and having to figure out where the hell Sara left the vacuum cleaner after her latest cleaning frenzy.
But he just might start charging them rent.
~Living On Standby - DarkDreamer56
Nick: Gris I have a few confessions to make.
Grissom: Ok...
Nick: well lets start from the beginning...I asked Amy Hendler to hold me at gunpoint so you might appreciate more. I got caught up in the Kristy Hopkins mess so you might appreciate me more. I said I was abused as a child in hopes that it would get back to you and you would appreciate me more. I hired Nigel Crane to "stalk" me so you would appreciate me more. I went as far as to arrange my underground burial so you would appreciate me more.
Grissom: So pretty much everything you've done here has been a ploy to get my attention?
Nick: Can you SEE the mustache?
~From a forum in TalkCSI
Then it hits me. No, no, no, no, no. Wait a second. I thought this was a cliché? You know, Grissom's supposed to sit at her bedside for a week and whisper sweet sorrows into her ears. He'll finally cry on the last day of her slumber before she wakes up to wipe the salty tears from his cheeks. She'll recover fully and they'll run off to, uh, here, and get married and have little bug kids and...
Oh. Grissom's not having a heart attack. His heart is just, breaking.
~Two Broken Arms - Aydin's One
"We get all the inmates the prisons can't handle, which is why, among the CSIs, we figured the slower old guy and the skinny girl are the most capable of defending themselves physically in case of confrontation. You, gruff balding sergeant guy, will deflect them with your glower." Anyway, the suit asks Sara to remove her vest because "new uniforms upset them." How fortunate for the inmates that they didn't put Catherine on the case; otherwise we'd have an awkward moment when the director said, "Also, the inmates are upset by cleavage. Can you take those off too?"
~Television Without Pity - CSI - Committed
When she was twelve, she’d told her mother coldly that the only signs she believed in were the ones on the side of the road. Stop, Yield, Slippery When Wet.
Change is coming, pretty lady. Keep your eyes open.
~Detour -CSINut214andScullyAsTrinity
Harry was leaning so far over the table that all pretense of reading was gone. “She wouldn’t!” he denied. “It’s just not playing fair--she can’t-!” Even as he spoke, Pansy pulled out her secret weapon, Ron’s greatest weakness, the key to his downfall!
A cupcake. Drizzled in chocolate.
Harry was shaking his head. “No, Ron, don’t do it--Oh, sod it, man! Show some willpower!” But it was too late. Ron had already been snared by sugary goodness, being led like a docile lamb toward the library entrance, Pansy on his arm. Harry’s book slapped to the table. “We’ve lost him,” he stated gloomily. “He’s done for.”
~Future Parents Program - Avari20
"Yes. And I think James was ready to do just that. And then she held out her hand and he took and she said, 'Tell me something that will make me want to kiss you, then we'll see.'"
"...and?"
Sirius sighed and leaned across the bed to place the photo back in its place on Harry's bedside table. He straightened slowly, obviously cherishing the memory, and turned to smile gently at Petunia. "And James said, 'I want our children to have your eyes.' "
~Harry Potter and the New Neighbour - Vega
“This alcohol has killed you,” Ginny murmured, her voice so close to him.
Remus turned back and looked at her, finding her dangerously near him. Leaning his face closer to hers, he kissed her softly under her left eye and then did the same for the spot under her right eye.
“Your beauty will keep me alive.”
~In A Boys Dream -Keeperofthemoon0
"You always thought you were better than us!" Fred screamed. He stopped and stared hard at Percy. "All that nonsense about being a Prefect and then going on and on about being Head Boy when you knew what sort of grades we got."
Percy stared right back. "I was trying to encourage you," he said in a hard voice. "Show you what can happen when you put in the hard work needed to suceed."
George stopped fighting as well. The three brothers were standing together. Two against one. Around them were the sounds of battle. Cries and screams were ringing in Percy's ears while the stench of death was all around him. Even though the fighting still loomed, it was as if time stood still between them.
~Elements of Family -Kerrymdb
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