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Well not much to say really, I recently got into the world of fan fiction and am hooked. At the moment i am just reading but am hoping to start writing a few stories soon.
I found this in another profile and i think it is awesome.
now for semoehtnig itnresitng...
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A few quotes and excerpts. from stories that i enjoyed:
"He refused to promote anyone who wasn't a pureblood, and, while there are some who are competent at their jobs, most of them haven't got the imagination to pour piss out of their finely polished dragon hide boots even if the instructions were printed on the heel!" Rufus Scrimgeour -Harem of the Ancient House of Potter by SSJ04 Mewtwo-
"How do you know this, Ha- Mr Potter?" asked Smythe-White, catching himself from using Harry's given name just in time. He too was looking at Harry with a bewildered expression.
"I'm the Boy-Who-Lived," Harry answered, as if it were obvious, "I know everything." From Backwards Compatible by Ruskbyte
Looking at the corner he saw that he, that is, the Phoenix was staring blankly at him, apparently his confusion was infectious. Or he was confusing himself. He started to laugh at himself. This caused him some distress as seeing a phoenix laugh, and in turn laughing yourself. While realizing you were laughing with yourself, at yourself, inside yourself. From Searching for the Power by GinnyMyLove
Isabelle Edgecombe swallowed and a faint smile appeared. "Who would ever have thought Sirius Black would be willing to listen to someone?"
"I spent too many years talking to myself." Sirius replied. "I might have learned the value of another person's voice." From Harry Potter and Future's Past by DriftWood1965
Because one of us has to be the smart one of this group.
"What are you talking about? Your Pinky and I'm the Brain!"
Oh gods, please don't start that again!
"The Pinky, the Pinky and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain!"
Your singing voice could kill Mandrakes.
"Your singing voice makes me want to punch babies."
That good huh?
"Not in the slightest." They continued their lighthearted banter for another hour before Harry decided to go to bed. Harry and Tom arguing in The Dawn of a Golden Age by I Am Atrocity
'They'll forgive you,' she said.
'How can you be sure?' he asked.
'Because they love you,' she replied simply. 'They'll forgive you, just like you'll forgive them.'
Abraxas smiled at his sister. 'Thanks, Nestra,' he said. 'You're not all that bad for a Squib.'
Clytemnestra rolled her eyes. 'You're all right yourself,' she replied. 'For a Dark sorcerer, I mean.' An end to an argument between two Malfoy's From Growing Up Black by Elvendork Nigellus
"A hat?" Tonks said holding up a bubblegum pink hat with a black ribbon around it that had 'NYM' embroidered in the same shade of pink. It was her last gift from Harry, she also got a copy of the occlumency guide, a wand holster, and a variety of muggle junk food.
Ted Tonks started laughing at her look of confusion. "It is a fedora dear."
"A fedora, that says 'Nym'" Tonks raised an eyebrow, then groaned. "A Nym fedora."
"My mind is screaming fuck you Potter but my heart says try your best like your father would. So fuck you Harry I'll try my best. If I get hurt Gran will kill us both so I'll have your ass to kick in the next life as well." From One More Time by PotterFanChuck
Emma, meanwhile, was thinking about her Father, who had served in the wars and battled forces like no child could ever understand: every time he had come back, he had told her stories about the pain and angst he had felt knowing that men, women and children were dying for the greed and ego of their country and their country's leaders. He had told her that, to look in the eyes of the innocent and kill them in cold blood took a darkness that no-one should ever understand, but, to witness that pain and know you had to laugh about it took a level of emotional blackness that only a few chosen people could possess and, when you found that blackness, you could freely call yourself a warrior. From Chronicles of Camelot by DZ2
Dumbledore was silent for a few moments more. "But do trust me, Harry," said Dumbledore. "I will perhaps recall some of the old guard, just as a precaution..."
"I'll trust you, sir," said Harry. He grinned. "Just be sure that you're spying on the right people." From VINCENT by nos tres reges
Now that the annoying big-eared things had removed his bed from its rightful place Crookshanks the Mighty, Vanquisher of Small Rodents, had decided to seek out his human assistant to see if she had set about acquiring proper quarters for someone of his stature. Surveying the room he decided that it would suffice and immediately claimed the most comfortable looking chair as his new throne. Crookshanks noticed that his assistant had recently received a letter from the dog-man, Crookshanks liked the dog-man for the simple reason that he also hated the rat-man. Crookshanks hated the rat-man for the simple reason that the scoundrel had the audacity to go masquerading as lunch. From Harry Potter and Deaths Bargin by DarkLordHufflepuff
"There was a Slytherin boy!" Bellowed Seamus.
"Who had Daddy buy all the toys!" Hollered Harry, a smile never leaving his face.
"And shoved money around to become Head Boy!" Added Dean, more than a little silly after trying to beat Seamus in a pie-eating contest.
"B-but we'll t-teach him he hasn't a choice!" yelled Neville in a rare moment of boisterous.
"But to bow down when the Gryffindors make noise!" finished off Seamus to the applause of their audience.
The boys took up the chant all the way to Gryffindor Tower, each time yelling the last line a little bit louder. By the time they arrived most of the accompanying Gryffindors where bellowing it out in their own sweet dulcet tones. The first years no exception and Hermione now wore a permanent frown.
Harry smiled, pleased with himself.
The first years had been thoughtfully corrupted against Draco Malfoy.
From Reign of Power By: Fayr Warning
No, Neville wasn't Frank, Augusta mused as Dumbledore called for a recess before they reviewed the legislative agenda; but he was every bit as special and she wasn't losing him. She had a feeling Harry would wipe the floor with Voldemort, but prophecy be damned; she'd kill the bastard herself before she let him hurt her Neville. From A Marauder's Plan By:CatsAreCool
Once Upon a Time, not really that long ago, in a small town not very far from the big city; in quite a small unnaturally clean house there lived a rather nice young boy. Because of the aggrandising, self-promulgating, myopic and evil machinations of a wicked wizard he had been stolen from his rightful heritage and sentenced to be persecuted by a walrus, a juvenile hippopotamus, and a giraffe.
One day in early summer . . .
Divination has always been, well to put it bluntly, a joke. I've never really put much into it, but who am I to question what gifts I am given? Hey, I can stop making up my homework! It'll probably be a bit more useful than, let's say the whole talking to snakes thing. Though, it's a good guess that if this gets out, the whispers and the pointing would start again. Ah, the good times, I should have known the first night I got here. I love it when people point and whisper. It's the attention whore in me! From the Lie I've Lived By jbern
Shade schooled her features before she allowed the panicked expression to reach her face. She couldn't remember ever being hugged, though she remembered plenty of attempts. She was not really a fan of physical contact. Had Harry tried this, his wards would have probably harmed her. But this girl was like some sort of cuddly ninja and just skipped right through her defenses and got her by surprise. Thankfully, Luna pulled away after a second when Shade didn't hug back, which befuddled the perky blonde who wondered if the girl just didn't know how to hug back or if perhaps her arms weren't quite working properly. From Death's Pride by Paladeus
"Sir…" He sighed as they walked into the entrance hall, loud music still coming from the Great Hall. "Must you always be so cryptic?"
"Of course not my boy. But as a muggle saying goes that I find myself extremely fond of, where's the fun in that?" Harry to Dumbledore in, His Angel By durararaaa
"That is what I worry."
"And why is that?"
"Because I am not like you. you grew up in the darkness. You were accustomed it and accepted it. When I stared into the black death of the night, it took me a while to realize that I was not alone."
"And you worry that the bot will flinch when he sees what he has to face?"
"No. I worry that when he stares into the black, he will embrace it." Hogwarts Battle School by Kwan Li
If I was a Harry Potter character...
Quidditch Position: Beater/Keeper (I’m a big dude with quick reflexes)
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