well, so you know me better...
Name: that's for me to know and you to wonder
Last name: I'm not going to tell you that, so no no.
Hobbies: read, watch TV, spend time with friends...
Favorite book: I love, adore Harry Potter , but I love "Cien años de soledad" a really good book. "don Juan tenorio" also
Country: Im in Chile, that's in latinoamerica..
I love quotes, so enjoy!... all of them are from fanfics. I love them!...
“So which one of you Seers had the extraordinarily clever idea of bringing your crystal ball to Potions class?” There was an incredible amount of scathe in my voice. I was quite proud.
“Crystal ball?” Parvati Patil squeaked, rummaging through her things. “That was my crystal ball!”
“So, Miss. Patil...” I sneered. “What was your crystal ball doing flying at my head?”
I had to admire Patil, she wasn’t frightened of me in the least. She threw up her hands and cried, “I don’t know, Professor Snape. I wouldn’t throw my crystal ball anywhere, much less at your head. I liked my crystal ball!”
“20 points from Gryffindor for bringing a weapon to class, Miss. Patil.”
Sev in “I’m sure you’ll contract my disease.”
“Well, aren’t you going to punish him? He was trying to kill me, you know.”
“I’ll be the one who decides who tried to kill who, Miss. Granger,” I replied coolly.
“He aimed a crystal ball at my head, Professor Snape!” she sounded thoroughly exasperated. “Now this is ridiculous. It even almost hit you!”
“So it did. It added excitement to the class.”
“Excitement?” Granger demanded.
“Yes. Weren’t you excited?”
“I most certainly was not.”
“10 points from Gryffindor for not being excited. Return to your work, Miss. Granger, before I make it 20.”
Sev and Hermione in “I’m sure you’ll contract my disease.”
Severus looked at Malfoy for a moment as if considering. “Draco, I’ve taken into consideration your current situation, and seeing as how I’m your godfather, you’re grounded as well.”
Malfoy sputtered incomprehensively for a moment. Then he looked confused. “What’s grounded?” he asked.
Sev and Draco in “somewhere I Belong II”
"Who knew he had feelings," someone muttered.
"I heard that," he said without turning his head. "Ten points from Ravenclaw."
"But I don't go here anymore!" the young reporter protested.
"I know, but your brother does
Sev in “pledges”
Three days at Snape’s home, and Harry had been spanked twice, caught fire, gotten a new guardian, been put on a strict schedule, and stood in the corner for half an hour. And now he still had to write that stupid essay. Unbelievable.
“A time and place to grow”
And then the plates dropped. One by one, like harsh notes in a musical clip, until all fifteen plates lay broken in a hundred pieces on the wooden floor.
"Well," Harry said in a very small voice, "it’s just a few plates."
Two seconds of silence, and then the mirror fell. It fell straight to the floor and flopped forward. Harry heard the glass of the mirror shatter underneath the frame.
"And a mirror," Harry barely whispered.
Five seconds of quiet. And the whole wall fell backwards.
The entire wall fell back into the room behind it. Even through the haze of dust, Harry could see the wall lying in chunks on the floor of – oh, no, Snape’s study. The wall had fallen into Snape’s study, Snape’s sodding study!
"Oh, come on!" Harry yelled at the wall
Harry in “A time and place to grow”
“Lumos,” Harry whispered, training his light on the “intruder”. He stopped dead in his tracks. Much to my surprise, he hid behind me.
“Is that…?” Weasley trailed off.
“It can’t be.” Granger tried to sound matter-of-fact, but failed miserably.
“Santa Clause?” Harry asked.
“Ho ho ho,” Albus rumbled heartily. “You’ve caught me in the act.”
I bit back my laughter. Maybe this was a little cruel…after all they were sixteen.
“But we didn’t leave cookies!” Granger sounded like she was on the verge of a panic attack.
Harry, Ron and Hermione in “I’m sure you’ll contract my disease”
"You would?" Harry smiled. He did think he had a nice one, after all. It was almost a shame he couldn't show everyone.
Harry in “first time caller” ahahaha lol
Severus looked up sharply, spots of color high on his cheeks. "Watch it. I'll not have you maligning me."
Harry giggled and then abruptly paled. "Fuck! I just giggled. What the fuck is going on?"
With a hopeless air, Ron finally took the baby into his arms; he was not prepared for the feel of it – floppy, heavy, and squirming – and promptly dropped it in a mud puddle.
“Baby think it over”
"I can only aspire," Harry said, looking unduly pleased with himself. Snape took the brush with white paint and dabbed a lightning bolt-shaped line on one of the undecorated cookies.
"Hey!" Harry protested.
"Turnabout and all that," Snape said, admiring his handiwork. He switched brushes and added two green dots for the eyes. "I look forward to eating this one," he said, switching brushes again. With the pink one he added a passable frosting penis between Harry's legs, then a much longer - erect - decoration between the legs of one of the Snapes.
"It should probably worry me how much you're getting into this," Harry said, as Snape affixed a mouth in a perfect "O", as though Cookie Harry were about to go down on Cookie Snape.
A few hours ago Snape might have raced into the kitchen, wand drawn, at that particular tone in Harry's voice. As it was, he simply continued his preparations.
"What the -" Harry said, then, "Severus!" again, as though he'd just realized Snape hadn't answered.
"Yes, Harry?" Snape called out.
"Severus, our cookies are fucking!"
"Who's topping?" Snape called back.
Sev and Harry in “Nothing says Christmas”
"We could kidnap Bellatrix," Ron suggested.
"Never." Harry felt ill just thinking about it.
Remus nodded his head in agreement. "It should be someone loyal to our cause."
"Ahem." Draco, who'd joined the Order when Voldemort had killed his mother, cleared his throat loudly.
"Someone could infiltrate Voldemort's ranks and take the mark," Ginny said brightly before her mother shushed her.
Draco raised his left arm in the air and began waving it.
In an attempt to be helpful, Harry leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, "We don't normally raise our hands when we want to say something."
“OMG! Not another MPREG”
"You're sure she's not possessed or anything, right?"
Snape sniffed. "My daughter is the most perfect specimen of infanthood. She simply uses the only methods available to her to convey her grievous disgust with the world."
“OMG! Not another MPREG"
Surprise number two was that Snape had a serious hard-on for film noir and hard-boiled mysteries, which explained why his speech was now peppered with anachronistic expressions that Harry didn't understand, but he assumed were gleaned from American films of the forties and fifties. In anyone else it would be endearing. It certainly explained the H.D. television set, because you really didn't need H.D.T.V. to see a bunch of two-hundred-and-fifty pound guys in helmets and pads trying to kill each other every Sunday afternoon. Well, maybe Snape did.
When Harry ventured a question about why film noir, Snape replied, "It is visually stunning and inevitably several people get killed, if not killed then betrayed, and if they aren't dead by the end, they wish they were."
"Sort of like the last thirty years of your life?"
"Exactly, Mr. Potter." Snape raised the eyebrow. "Do you expect me to watch Disney films?"
"Bambi's mother gets killed."
"Good. I dislike venison.
"Snape: The Home Fries Nazi" by pir8fancier
hahaha, I love quotes
so you know a little bit more about my tastes in stories
Pairings I like:
Harry/Severus (what can I say? I LOVE THEM)
Harry/Draco (GOD! they're so HOT together!! faints)
Harry/Ron (I know!! so so sooo wrong!!, but I like them when they are good written)
Sirius/Remus (I love puppie love!!)
Pairings I hate:
Harry/James (uhhg!! I mean, come on!! that's just so wrong! I read one that wasn't SO bad, but...)
Harry/Ginny (I completely love them in the books, but I hate them in fanfiction, and in the movies too)
Harry/Hermione (uhg! so wrong, almost like incest!, besides, Hermione and Ron are destined together!)
Harry/Remus (I only like them when they are well written)
Dumbledore/anyone (Not my plate that... I mean, he will always be the old man in my mind, sorry Dumbledore's lovers!)
Edited 01/10/2010: Hello guys, I guess I should start with a huge apology. I'd hate to be another author with the unfamous line "I lost my story when my Dad/Mom/Sister/Dog/Alien cleaned my notebook" but that's the sad true. Well I started another story (don't kill me!) and when asking around for someone to beta for me I started wondering if my old story was in one of the millions CDs I have. The sad news is that my new notebook doesn't have a CD reader, the good news is that my sister does, and the (I hope) very good news is that I found my story C:
Now, I have that story on hiatus, but I hope to start writing it again after I finish this new story.