Author has written 5 stories for Doctor Who, Star Wars, and Harry Potter.
So hi, my name is Patricia. I am an avid reader and movie watcher. I love to write but I was never brave enough to actually join a site like this where I could post my stories and have lots of random people read them. Seriously scary. As most writers have experienced that feeling of finishing a story and thinking its wonderful and then have someone read it and be like that story really SUCKS. Its hard enough taking it from your friends but I wasn't sure how I would do if random people started telling me that my stories suckes. But I'm over it now. I won a few creative writing contests and that upped my confidence.
But anyway. I like a lot of things. Except TV, I'm not a really big TV fan. There are some shows that I'll actually watch but other than those... not so much. I do like the computer, but I've been typing so much that I think that I may be developing some issues with my wrists. Which would suck considering I want to be a writer. I love horses and sports, especially baseball and volleyball.
I would eventually like to move to Scotland. It is so beautiful there. Anyway, I am amusing myself writing fanfictions while I work on my own original novel. I'm still in high school so I have time.
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Favorite Book:Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
"God is simply a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh." -Voltaire
Doctor: "It's sonic. Totally sonic. I am SONIC!"
Mickey: "What's a horse doing on a spaceship?"
Doctor: disappointed Aw, I wanted to be ginger! I've never been ginger! And you, Rose Tyler! Fat lot of good you were! You gave up on me! Rose looks annoyed Ooh, that's rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger.
Rose: I wanted to say Imitating Queen Victoria We are not amused. Bet you five quid I can make her say it.
Martha: Magic and stuff, that's a surprise. It's all a bit Harry Potter.
The Doctor: Come on! We can all have a good flirt later!
Donna: about the Doctor He saves planets, rescues civilizations, defeats terrible creatures ... and runs a lot. Seriously, there is an outrageous amount of running involved
The Doctor: You need to get yourself a better dictionary. When you do, look up "genocide". You'll find a little picture of me there, and the caption'll read "Over my dead body".
"I don't know who Maxime thinks she's kidding. If Hagrid's half-giant, she definitely is. Big bones... the only thing that's got bigger bones than her is a dinosaur."
"He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though...keep up with news...check if I'm happy..."
"And Harry said last night," retorted Ron, "if it means we're supposed to get matey with the Slytherins, fat chance."
"Harry, don't go picking a row with Malfoy, don't forget, he's a prefect now, he could make life difficult for you..."
"Well, think back," said Harry. "Have you ever let it slip that you'd like to go out in public with the words 'My Sweetheart' round your neck?"
"Warrington's aim's so pathetic I'd be more worried if he was aiming for the person next to me."
"She's Ron's sister.
"And they'd the Death Eaters love to have me," said Harry sarcastically. "We'd be best pals if they didn't keep trying to do me in."
“We’ve been hearing explosions out of Fred and George’s room for ages, but we never thought they were actually making things,” said Ginny. “We thought they just liked the noise.”
“Enjoying it?” said Ron darkly. “I don’t reckon he’d come home if Dad didn’t make him. He’s obsessed. Just don’t get him on the subject of his boss. According to Mr. Crouch…as I was saying to Mr. Crouch… Mr. Crouch is of the opinion… Mr. Crouch was telling me… They’ll be announcing their engagement any day now.”
“Well, I certainly don’t,” said Percy sanctimoniously. “I shudder to think what the state of my in-tray would be if I was away from work for five days.” “Yeah, someone might slip dragon dung in it again, eh, Perce?” said Fred. “That was a sample of fertilizer from Norway!” said Percy, going very red in the face. “It was nothing personal!” “It was,” Fred whispered to Harry as they got up from the table. “We sent it.”
"Just put them on, Archie, there's a good chap. You can't walk around like that, the Muggle at the gate's already getting suspicious-" "I bought this in a Muggle shop," said the old wizard stubbornly. "Muggles wear them." "Muggle women wear them, Archie, not the men, they wear these," said the Ministry wizard, and he brandished the pinstriped trousers. "I'm not putting them on," said old Archie in indignation. "I like a healthy breeze 'round my privates, thanks."
“Dad’s having fun with the matches,” said Fred. Mr. Weasley was having no success at all in lighting the fire, but it wasn’t for lack of trying. Splintered matches littered the ground around him, but he looked like he was having the time of his life. “Oops!” he said as he managed to light a match and promptly dropped it in surprise.
Ron pulled out his Omnioculars and started testing them, staring down on the other side of the stadium. “Wild!” he said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. “I can make that old bloke pick his nose again…and again…and again…”
“Look at the referee!” Hermione said, giggling. Harry looked down at the field. Hassan Mostafa had landed right in front of the dancing veela, and was acting very oddly indeed. He was flexing his muscles and smoothing his mustache excitedly. “Now, we can’t have that!” said Ludo Bagman, though he sounded highly amused. “Somebody slap the referee!”
Ron was holding up something that looked to Harry like a long, maroon velvet dress. It had a moldy looking lace frill at the collar and matching lace cuffs. There was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Weasley entered, carrying an armful of freshly laundered Hogwarts robes… “Mum, you’ve given me Ginny’s new dress,” said Ron, handing it out to her. “Of course I Haven’t,” said Mrs. Weasley. “That’s for you. Dress robes.” “What?” said Ron looking horror-struck. “Dress robed!” repeated Mrs. Weasley. “It says on your school list that you’re supposed to have dress robes this year…” “I’ll go starkers before I put that on,” said Ron stubbornly… “Fine,” snapped Mrs. Weasley. “Go naked. And, Harry, make sure you get a picture of him. Goodness knows I could do with a good laugh.”
“Well, I can certainly see why we’re trying to keep them alive,” said Malfoy sarcastically. “Who wouldn’t want pets that can burn, sting, and bite all at once?”
"Oh Professor look! I think I found an unaspected planet! Oooh, which one's that, Professor?" "It is Uranus, my dear," said Professor Trelawney peering down a the chart. "Can I have a look at Uranus too, Lavender?" said Ron.
“Don’t talk to me,” Ron said quietly to Harry ad Hermione as they sat down at the Gryffindor table a few minutes later, surrounded on all sides by excited talk on all sides about what had just happened. “Why not?” said Hermione in surprise. "Because, I want to fix that in my memory forever," said Ron, his closed and an uplifted expression on his face. "Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..."
“You seem to be drowning twice,” said Hermione. “Oh, am I?” said Ron peering down at his predictions. “I'd better change one of them to getting trampled by a rampaging Hippogriff.”
“You only like him because he’s handsome,” said Ron scathingly. “Excuse me, I don't like people just because they're handsome!” said Hermione indignantly. Ron gave a loud false cough, which sounded oddly like “Lockhart!” Ron’s eyebrows rose so high they were in danger of disappearing into his hair.
"Harry, I've been thinking - you know what we've got to do, don't you? Straight away, the moment we get back to the castle?" "Yeah, give Ron a good kick up the-" "Write to Sirius."
“Enchantingly nasty,” said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling. I particularly enjoyed your description of me as an obsolete dingbat.” Rita Skeeter didn’t look remotely abashed. “I was just making the point that some of your ideas are a little old-fashioned, Dumbledore, and that many wizards in the street—” “I will be delighted to hear the reasoning behind the rudeness, Rita,” said Dumbledore, with a courteous bow and a smile, “but I’m afraid we will have to discuss the matter later. The Weighing of the Wands is about to start, and it cannot take place if one of our champions is hidden in a broom cupboard.”
Harry managed to make a fly zoom straight into his hand, though he wasn’t entirely sure this was because of his prowess at Summoning Charms—perhaps the fly was just stupid.
“What was that?” said Seamus Finnigan, staring at the egg as Harry slammed it shut again. “Sounded like a banshee… Maybe you’ve got to get past one next, Harry!” “It was someone being tortured!” said Neville, who had gone very white and spilled sausage rolls all over the floor. “You’re going to have to fight the Cruciatus Curse!” "Don't be prat, Neville, that's illegal," said George. "They wouldn't use the Cruciatus Curse on the champions. I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing... maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry."
“As I sat here, absorbed in my needlework, the urge to consult the orb overpowered me. I arose, I settled myself before it, and I gazed into its crystalline depths… and what do you think I saw gazing back at me?” “An ugly old bat in outsize specs?” Ron muttered under his breath.
“Wangoballwime?” “Sorry?” said Cho. “D’you—d’you want to go to the ball with me?” said Harry. Why did he have to go red now? Why?
But Ron was staring at Hermione as though suddenly seeing her in a whole new light. "Hermione, Neville's right -- you are a girl..." "Oh well spotted," she said acidly.
Harry and Ron both whipped around, but Hermione said loudly, waving over Malfoy’s shoulder, “Hello, Professor Moody!” Malfoy went pale and jumped backward, looking wildly around for Moody, but he was still up at the staff table, finishing his stew. “Twitchy little ferret, aren’t you, Malfoy?” said Hermione scathingly, and she, Harry and Ron went up the marble staircase laughing heartily.
"I told you!" Ron hissed at Hermione as she stared down the article. "I told you not to annoy Rita Skeeter! She's made you out to be some sort of - scarlet woman!" Hermione stopped looking astonished and snorted with laughter. "Scarlet woman?" she repeated, shaking with surprised giggles as she looked around at Ron.
“Poor old Snuffles,” said Ron, breathing deeply. “He must really like you, Harry…Imagine having to live off rats.”
“Yes,” said Harry. “Professor—I was in Divination just now, and—er—I fell asleep.” He hesitated here, wondering if a reprimand was coming, but Dumbledore merely said, “Quite understandable. Continue.”
"Percy wouldn't recognize a joke if it danced around naked in front of him wearing Dobby's tea cozy on its head."
"You can't do it if I don't co-operate, you need me to give you some hair."
"A book? Bit of a depature from tradition isn't it?"
"You — complete — arse — Ronald — Weasley!"
"People, let's try and calm down a bit. Things are bad enough without inventing stuff as well. For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That's a Basilisk, listeners. One simple test: check whether the thing that's glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it's safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that's still likely to be the last thing you ever do... The fact remains he can move faster thsn Severus Snape confronted with shampoo when he wants to."
"Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?"
"I make mistakes like the next man. In fact, being — forgive me — rather cleverer than most men, my mistakes tend to be correspondingly huger."
I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick.
"I can't see anyone trying to bump off a Quidditch team."
Harry: "Don't be silly, Hermonie. We need to confront the monster ourselves and risk getting hospitalized, just like we always do."
Hermione: "Just because it's taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn't mean no one else has spotted I'm a girl!"
Hermione: (To Ron) You are the most insensitive wart I have ever had the misfortune to meet."
Harry:(To Sirius)"Are you insane? Of course I want to leave the Dursleys! Have you got a house? When can I move in?"
Ron and Hermione: "Ron, we're supposed to show the first-years where to go!"
Ron: Aaaah," said Ron, imitating Professor Trelawney's mysical whisper, "when two Neptunes appear in the sky, it is a sure sign that a midget in glasses is being born, Harry..."
Ron: "...from now on, I don't care if my tea leaves spell 'die, Ron, die,' I'm chucking them in the bin where they belong."
Ron: "Could've been anything," said Ron. "Maybe he (Tom Riddle) got thirty O.W.L.s or saved a teacher from the giant squid. Maybe he murdered Myrtle; that would've done everyone a favor..."
Ron: "And that's the second time we've saved your life tonight, you two-faced bastard!"
Ron:"Well, I don't know how to break this to you, but I think they might have noticed we broke into Gringotts."
Ron:"Bless him and when you think I used to fantasize about cutting off his head and sticking it to the wall!"
Ron: “And what in the name of Merlin’s most baggy Y Fronts was that about?"
Hermione: "Merlin's Pants!"
Hermione: "Imagine losing fingernails, Harry! That really puts our sufferings into perspective, doesn't it?"
Harry: "I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me."
Harry: "Brilliant! It's Potions last thing on Friday! Snape won't have the time to poison us all!"
Harry:(talking about his aunt and uncle) "Proud?" said Harry. "Are you crazy? All those times I could've died, and I didn't manage it? They'll be furious..."
Harry: "I like a quiet life, you know me."
Fred and George: "You two just Apparated on my knees!" said Ron "Yeah, well, it's harder in the dark"
Fred and George: "Cheers," whispered George, wiping tears of laughter from his face.
Fred and George: What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?"
Hermine and the twins: "So top grade's O for 'Outstanding,'" she (Hermione) was saying, "and then there's A-"
The Marauder's Map: "Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that(Snape) ever became a professor."
Oliver Wood: "Bad news, Harry. I've just been to see Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt. She – er got a bit shirty with me. Told me I'd got my priorities wrong. Seemed to think I cared more about winning the Cup than I do about staying alive. Just because I told her I didn't care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch first."
Molly weasley: "Fine," snapped Mrs. Weasley. "Go naked. And, Harry, make sure you get a picture of him. Goodness knows I could do with a laugh."
Tonks: "Ah well . . . wand still in your jeans? Both buttocks still on? Okay, let's go. Locomotor Trunk."
Ginny:"The thing about growing up with Fred and George," said Ginny thoughtfully, "is that you sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve."
Phineas Nigellus: "You know, Minister, I disagree with Dumbledore on many counts...but you cannot deny he's got style..."
Lupin: "Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my 'furry little problem' in company. Many people were under the impression that I owned a badly behaved rabbit."
Molly Wealsey: "I don't know where you learned about right and wrong, but you seem to have missed a few crucial lessons."
Mrs. Figg: "Of course I know Dumbledore, who doesn't know Dumbledore?"
The Mirror: "Tuck your shirt in, scruffy!"
Peeves: "Oh, Potter, you rotter, oh, what have you done, You're killing off students, you think it's good fun."
Molly weasley: "NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!"
Neville: "I'll join you when hell freezes over."
Neville: “Thing was they bit off a bit more than theycould chew with Gran. Little old witch living alone, they probably thought they didn’t need to send anyone particularly powerful. Anyway,” Neville laughed, “Dawlish is still in St. Mungo’s and Gran’s on the run.”
Percy: "Hello, Minister!" bellowed Percy, sending a neat jinx straight at Thicknesse, who dropped his wand and clawed at the front of his robes, apparently in awful discomfort. "Did I mention I'm resigning?"
Neville: "Blimey, Harry, you nearly gave me heart failure!"
James Potter(second) "Teddy's back there. Just seen him! And guess what he's doing? Snogging Victoire!"
Dumbledore: "I believe your friends Misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat. No doubt they thought it would amuse you."
Dumbledore: "Don't be silly, Dawlish. I'm sure you are an excellent Auror, I seem to remember you achieved 'Outstanding' in all your N.E.W.T.s, but if you attempt to — er — 'bring me in' by force, I will have to hurt you."
Dumbledore: "To our newcomers," said Dumbledore in a ringing voice, stretching his hands wide and a beaming smile on his lips, "welcome! To our old hands -- welcome back! There is a time for speech-making, and this is not it. Tuck in!"
Dumbledore: "It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities."
Dumbledore: "Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
Dumbledore: "I could break out, of course, but what a waste of time, and frankly I can think of a whole host of things I'd rather be doing."
Dumbledore: "Scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is a perfect map of the London Underground."
Dumbledore: "For future reference, Harry, it is raspberry...although of course, if I were a Death Eater, I would have been sure to research my own jam preferences before impersonating myself."
Dumbledore: "--Witness for the defense, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."
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OK people I just want to say thank you to all of you who have been reading my stories. Unfortunately I haven't been able to update for a while because of the fact that I am in the process of moving and settling into my new job and school routine. I'm sorry to keep you guys hanging like that, but its so not on purpose!!