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Author has written 65 stories for Harry Potter, Warehouse 13, Battlestar Galactica: 2003, Buffy: The Vampire Slayer, Person of Interest, and StarTrek: The Original Series.
My mind is on temporary hiatus, because I'm coming to a crossroad in my own life. Perhaps I shall try to finish off Remitto, but at the moment... I've lost my muse for focusing on multi-chaps :/. Have no fear, Rosa shall soon be back... It'll just take a while
Hello! Konichiwa! Aloha! Ni Hao! Shalom!
Rosa's my pen name, and while I'm not fluent in languages other than english, I do know the greetings :D
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"You don't find me ridiculous for just getting sick of ploughing on through routine sometimes?"
"Day to day life is much harder to handle than a crisis," he pointed out.
"When did you get so wise?" asked, raising her eyebrows and inclining her head slightly towards where he sat.
"I practice. I recite sayings to myself sometimes, just in case they're needed." Cheer Me Up
"Guess who!" said a familiar voice in her ear as she realised that someone had put his hands over her eyes.
"Albus!" she shrieked indignantly, spinning around to direct a backhanded blow at him. He dodged adroitly out of the way in a swirl of purple robes. "Get back here!" she ordered, trying not to laugh. "I have to hit you."
"So violent, Minerva," he chided, ducking out of her way as she rose from her chair and stalked after him. "Whatever would your students think?"
"That it was a miracle I lasted so many years without becoming homicidal." She lunged for him but he danced out of the way with the grace befitting a practising dueller.According to Rumor
"Captain," he hissed in the mike. "We have possible hostiles. Weapon at the ready."
"Roger that, Commander."
Harry pulled out his wand, careful not to let the Invisibility Cloak snag on anything.
Commander Root rose into a combat position. So did Holly.
Ron leaned out, peering into the dim light.
Commander Root took a step forward.
And his foot promptly trod on the Invisibility Cloak and slid.
"D'Arvit!" swore Commander Root as he went down.
"Commander!" exclaimed Holly, rushing forward.
"Help, Harry!" screeched Ron as the Neutrino came into contact with his nose.
"My glasses!" yelled Harry as his spectacles were knocked off and went skidding.
Anck-su-namun stood poised over her, a cruel smile on her full lips. She was speaking in a mocking tongue, probably Ancient Egyptian, thought Holly as her gift of tongues kicked in. "You'd better keep that helmet on," laughed the girl. "Don't want to scar that pretty face, do we?"
Holly felt something clink against her knee. There. Her buzz baton. Her one weapon left and her only chance. Almost undiscernably, she powered up her buzz baton.
"No one calls me pretty," she retorted in the same language, "and lives to tell the tale."Evil from the Past
"Love you Muma." he whispered, rubbing his face against her arms. She shifted to bring her arm around him, smiling as Albus re-joined them and wrapping his own arm around them both, joining their fingers which rested on his tummy.
"Oh I love you too baby." she whispered. "And you," she said looking over her shoulder and getting a kiss for her troubles. Closing her eyes to doze for the rest of the morning surrounded by two out of three of her boys, she sent a silent prayer up to Lily.
"Thank you my beautiful angel." she whispered into Harry's hair. "For bringing the light into my darkness." The Light in the Darkness by EmPoweredBeing
Later, in the Great Hall, Dumbledore stood and made some second term announcements, then congratulated the happy couples. While he smiled merrily at the happy couples, each head of house glared down at the boys involved, trying to convey a message of, 'You will behave yourselves'.
McGonagall stared sternly at Harry for roughly half a minute before she smiled slightly and lifted her own cup in salute. She wasn't about to try to stare him down, and he was more responsible than some of the teachers. Not to mention the fact that his mother worked at the school. Parallels
"Not quite." He looked at her, inquiringly, wondering what she could possibly have thought of that both he and Armando had missed. "You could marry me." It was the first time in years that Albus Dumbledore had found himself at a loss for words. A Convieniet Fiction
For nearly ten minutes this went on, as Minerva tried to escape Mrs. Norris's anger (while the orange cat watched, apparently too chastised to even move from his spot on the carpet), before finally, Minerva realized that she was being an idiot.
In less than a second, Minerva McGonagall drew herself to her full (human) height, glaring dangerously down at both cats. The orange cat and Mrs. Norris both froze in fear, staring up at the formidable witch.
"Shame on you both!" Minerva cried, shaking a finger furiously at Mrs. Norris. "I've never seen such bad behavior! Disgraceful! Despicable!"Sunrise in the Owlery by My Dear Professor McGonagall
-Snape entered Fluffy's lair very warily, looking in to see if the trapdoor had been disturbed. No one appeared to have entered tonight, other than himself.
The Cerberus roused itself and glared at Snape, its chains rattling. Instead of glaring back, Snape whistled a formless, aimless tune to keep the monster pacified. A rumble indicated that Fluffy was not certain that Snape's efforts qualified as music. With a sneer, Snape ducked back out of the chamber, closing the heavy door behind him. He would wait in the shadows of the corridor.
"Everyone's a critic," he snarled.The Best Revenge
"Professor Hooch turned down a chance to work with the national team?" Harry asked, shocked that anyone would do that in favour of teaching kids with no aptitude to fly in a straight line.
"She just knows that a certain Scot would throttle her if she accepted," Lupin suggested with an impish grin.
"That is such a lie Remus Lupin – and well you know it. It's not as if I stopped talking to her when she played for them."
"No but you did sit in the opposition's half every time you went to go see her play though."
"The important part is that I went to go see her," McGonagall protested.
"It was Schuman!" LONG AND UNWINDING ROAD
Gentlemen? What do you think you're doing?"
Lee stood to greet her, "Madame President, we're just going over a few small details that need to be addressed while the Admiral is on leave."
"I can see that." The look she shot them was not a very friendly one. "Did you people not hear what Cottle said? The Admiral had a heart attack. A heart attack, which was most likely brought on by stress. He has been ordered to rest…. That means no work…. At all "
Bill rolled his eyes at Saul before addressing her concerns. "Take it easy Madame President. I'm just trying to hand off some items to ensure that all runs smoothly over the next few days." Practically dismissing her, he resumed his conversation with his companions as though she had left the room.
Before anyone could register what happened Laura had cleared the table in one fell swoop. Papers were strewn everywhere as all three coffee mugs where sent across the room, two of them shattering against the bulkhead at the far end of the study.
As she looked down at the three shocked faces she said in a very steady crisp 'Presidential' tone "Leave these quarters immediately."
Saul and Lee moved so fast you'd have thought there was a Cylon biting their asses. Forever Hold my hand
No, it's the name of a song from a movie," Hermione said. She frowned, wondering who on earth would be humming a song from the Disney version of Snow White at Hogwarts. Quite suddenly, however, her question was answered… and she immediately wished she hadn't found out. Hermione gaped, unable to fathom what she was seeing, as stunned as her classmates.
Snape had returned.
There was some doubt about whether it was really him, however. His greasy hair had obviously been given a thorough wash, and his black robes were open over green slacks and a red Christmas sweater, which said "Ho, Ho, Ho!" in yellow letters around the collar and "Merry Christmas!" over a picturesque Christmas scene with Santa and his reindeer landing in a sleigh atop a gingerbread house. The image was complete with snowmen, a gingerbread family wearing little hats and mittens, snow-covered pine trees and mountains in the distance beneath a night sky filled with stars and a crescent moon. On the front pocket of Snape's robes were two small bells that jingled faintly, tied with green and silver ribbon to a patch that said "Jingle Bells." That wasn't the worst of it, however. Snape was not only humming, he was humming "Whistle While You Work," and all while grinning and fairly skipping into the classroom like a little kid heading downstairs on Christmas morning. The Prank War
"Look out!" a young voice hollered from behind them.
All three agents, trained to react quickly, did just that. They wheeled as a single entity, just in time to see a young busboy struggling valiantly to hang onto a toppling tray. He lost the battle. It came down at the foot of the waitress who did a very quick dance to avoid all the garbage about to splatter on her new shoes. She succeeded in moving away but collided with Pete's chest forcing him backward. His foot caught Myka's ankle and from there it was a short and sudden plunge to the floor.
Eventually, he rolled over onto his back and looked up at a perplexed Artie. "You were saying? Get rid of the coin, get rid of the curse?"
Bending over, Artie helped him to his feet, and made a show of brushing off Pete's suit jacket. His face settled into a mask of neutrality. "Coincidence. Pure coincidence. The curse is lifted, I assure you." Then he gently pushed Pete toward the door.
As a limping Lattimer exited, Artie pulled Myka aside and, in a stern whisper, stated, "Don't you dare let him drive! And don't even think about putting him near me on the plane!" Ravenous
"Lucius," said Voldemort icily, "listen to what you are saying."
"Bellatrix liking sparkles…" Lucius began again, then trailed off. "Oh yes, I see your point. That does seem quite serious after all." The Great Bella Body Switch
"Keep your filthy paws away from me you flea-infested bagpipe," he protested angrily.
"Aww, Severus! You called me a bagpipe. You are back to normal." Minerva reached down once more and embraced his reluctant frame before rising regally and turning to face an astounded Oliver Wood.
"If you tell anybody about this, I shall personally ensure that you stay in detention until you graduate."
Laura wasn't certain but she was pretty sure she had just heard one of Adama's security detail snigger. She gave the man in question her uninhibited 'I have an airlock and I'm not afraid to use it' glare and he coughed before avoiding her gaze further.
Damn straight. You didn't get to be President of the Twelve Colonies without perfecting that look. Time's Seasoned Saga: Bad Blood
Were it not for the fact that they'd been born on different planets an, oh, a hundred-thousand years or so apart, Minerva might have strongly suspected Laura Roslin and Albus Dumbledore were siblings. A Teachable Moment
"You're unable to admit to the slightest flaw," he said, gently throwing a fake snowball, before he took Minerva's arm under his own and pulled her to Poppy and the Headmaster, who were watching them curiously. "Well, we agreed that she's insufferable and I'm a git. May we go back into the castle? It's getting cold." Minerva's and Severus Snowball Fight
"I knew it!" He cried to Minerva above the din, who was firing several rolls at once at the Slytherin table "I knew that you would never be able to resist a bun fight!" Bun fight!
"Mandy McKinnon has the Snitch and"—here Umbridge gave an odd sort of choking sound—"Gryffindor wins. Of course, sweet Mandy might go a little further on the social spectrum if she actually ran a comb through her hair—"
Umbridge never finished, for Minerva had roared, "Give me that!" to a bewildered Charlus, who handed over his bat. Minerva, looking and feeling more livid than ever, had promptly spied a still-in-flight Bludger and hit it toward the commentator's podium. Normally, Minerva was a horrid shot with a bat, but after hearing the hideous nickname "Minnie" all throughout the match (she could see the marks on her broom handle where her fingernails had gripped it) her aim was much better than usual. The Bludger streaked full-tilt at Umbridge, who barely had time to look before it struck her in the face amidst gales of laughter, some of which came even from the Slytherins. Whistling innocently, Minerva handed the bat back to a stunned Charlus. Lioness and Viper
"Well, she called me a hypocrite, too, so sadistic bitch, I suppose." Minerva remembered her deal with Rowena, and knew there would be no backing out of it now, so she decided that she might as well get it over with. "Albus, there's something I have to tell you."
"How convenient," Dumbledore said. "There's something I have to tell you, too."
"You go first."
"You may go first if you like."
She shook her head. "No, that's quite all right. I think you should go first."
"All right, here's what we'll do," Dumbledore said. "On the count of three, we'll both say whatever it is we have to say at the same time. Does that sound good?"
Minerva nodded. "Sounds great."
"All right. One... two... three."
Right after he said "three", their two voices spoke three words in unison: "I love you."
Both of them were so surprised that they almost couldn't speak. "What did you say?" Dumbledore choked.
"I love you," she answered. "What did you say?"
"I love you," he said.
Gryffindor pulled away from Rowena long enough to say, "Then what are you waiting for?" Harry Potter and the Return of the Four
Minerva G. McGonagall, Hogwarts Representative in Africa to Horace E.F. Slughorn, Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Horace, I have returned from Africa rather sooner than expected this week, due to urgent family matters. Those, I am afraid, have strict priority with me these days. Let me know when you have come to any kind of noteworthy agreement with Kingsley and Malfoy. Until then, I am afraid there is little I can do for you.
P.S.: A few helpful notes, perhaps, so as to prevent the worst:
1) If the Fat Lady won't stop screaming, it is because one of the students has threatened her with a silver knife. Especially 6th and 7th Slytherins have had a tendency to do this ever since her encounter with Sirius Black a decade or so ago.
2) Argus Filch has no magic. This means he cannot enter the Room of Requirement. If the Seventh Floor smells, it is usually because one of the students has put something edible in that room, which is starting to rot.
3) Mr Malcolm Baddock is dyslexic. Like most purebloods, his parents deny the existence of this illness. Apart from the remedial lessons assigned to him five years ago, someone needs to look out for traces of a traditional education with him – after each home visit, if possible. The Silver Cat
"Peeves, exactly what do you think you are doing?" The poltergeist paused in his work, attempting an innocent expression as he turned to face Professor McGonagall who was standing in the open doorway of the Defense classroom.
"Not doing nothing, Professor," replied Peeves. Minerva raised one eyebrow, taking in the sketch of Dolores being gobbled up by the giant squid on the chalkboard and the confetti of torn parchment littering the classroom. Explaining the crash that had attracted her attention, Dolores' chair lay with its legs half-broken, its drawers parted from its body, and the contents of those drawers strewn over the floor. Smashed ink bottles created miniature pools and streams among the destruction.
"Obviously." Glancing up and down the hallway, McGonagall continued, "Do you remember the prank you tried to pull on my first day of teaching, Peeves?"
A wide grin appeared on Peeves' face as he nodded, "Yes, Professor."
"I thought you would. I'm sure that you regret not having a chance to use it." Glee sparkled in Peeves' expression as he caught on.
"Yes, Professor. I was very unhappy," he said, pouting.
"Our new Headmistress is still learning how to run the school, Peeves. I think that it would be beneficial for her to understand your unhappiness, Peeves, as you are an integral part of Hogwarts."
"Yes, Professor, Peevsie's feelings are very important," agreed the poltergeist.
"I'm sure that you will bring that to Dolores attention. Causing mayhem makes you happy, Peeves, doesn't it?" Although phrased as a question, Minerva said it as a statement of fact.
"Very happy, Professor."
"I think Dolores should be made aware of that." The Resistance
Remus sighed. "There are two aspects to Gary Sues. The first, and most obvious, is the unkempt bad-boy. You know, the black leather, the flowing hair, the devil-may-care attitude, the cutting wit, blah blah blah. But the second part involves a female character - typically the female character the author most identifies with - showing you so much love and tenderness that she breaks you of your questionable ways until all that's left is a model of purity and light. I mean, look what the fangirls to Snape in their fics - he practically turns into a teddy bear by the end. For lack of a better term, the final step is for a woman to tame you."
"Oh?" Sirius grinned. "Who on earth could possibly achieve do that to me?"
The door creaked open, admitting a middle-aged woman.
"No... you've got to be kidding me," Sirius moaned.
"Something the matter?" asked McGonagall. Mister Stu
The Transfiguration teacher gave the merest flicker of a smile now, dreamily thinking of giving Peeves the direct order to have the bust of Paracelsus thrown at Dolores’s head. In due time... In Saint Mungo's: Shortened Title
"Whatever is coming," he began, "we will face it together. I will not leave you to fend for yourself. Whatever you need, a protector, a confidant, a friend, I will be here for you."
Minerva met his gaze, taking the strength she found in his eyes and making it her own. "And I will be here for you," she said, all traces of fear replaced with a steady courage. "Until you do something incredibly stupid," she continued, a teasing twinkle in her eyes, "Then you're on your own." A Tabby and Her Kit
Minerva opened her arms and reached for him, welcoming the small figure into her fierce embrace. The glamoured boy looked nothing like her Harry. The face was different; the hair too light – even the hateful scar was hidden. But as she breathed in his scent – a boyish mix of sun and grass and buttered scones – she could have sworn she detected it. . . the sweet, faded, familiar scent of a happy, gurgling baby she'd held in her arms, a long time ago. Evolution by Twinheart
"So it wasn't a dream?" Snape stared at the clean, unblemished skin on his forearm that once housed the ugly tattoo of the dark mark.
Harry, looking over from the fireplace smiled and resisted the overpowering temptation to laugh evilly and tell his teacher 'you're mine now'. Harry Potter and the Manipulator of Destiny
Well, at least Hagrid had got away, wherever that was. Severus had not had the time or inclination to cast a tracking spell on the baby elephant Dealing with Dolores
"Next time you find a Boggart, can you show us through your eye?" asked the younger George eagerly.
Mad-eye popped out the eye with a magnificent squelch.
The twins shuddered, "…never mind…." as Moody popped his eye back in again smirking the entire time. For a Better Future The Order of the Phoenix by Point Given
"Cyro!" Amycus countered. Ice shot from the tip of his wand this time. It extinguished the fire and then travelled up Neville wand and covered it and his arm in a solid block of ice up to his shoulder. He couldn't move his arm, let alone cast a spell.
"Ha," Amycus said weakly. He looked tired and a bit singed from the last fire spell. "You see? You can't do anything. You're just a child. And I still have a few lessons to teach you." Neville almost groaned at the remark, in spite of his situation.
"I am not a student." Amycus and Neville's head turned toward the sound of McGonagall voice. A trickle of blood ran from a cut on her cheek and there was no sign of Alecto. The Seventh Year by TheSilverNoble
"It's okay, Giles," the red haired witch was saying. "Calm down. I can reprint them."
"If the computer hasn't eaten them," Giles muttered. I can't do this without You
Harry was happy because his best mate and the girl he loved like a sister finally got the happiness they deserved. Amber was thrilled, because she no longer had to listen to Hermione wondering why Ron never noticed her. And Moon; well Moon was happy because Malfoy and his goons owed him over one hundred galleons. Take that ferret It's Obvious by BlackGryphon101
Monday, he bought her flowers but the next day they wilted and died.
Tuesday, he bought her chocolate but it melted and he sighed.
Wednesday, he painted her a painting but it fell over before it dried.
Thursday, he thought of telling her his feelings but feared he'd be denied.
Friday, he imagined all hope was lost so he went up to his room cried.
Saturday, he mustered up the courage to confess his love but found himself tongue-tied.
Sunday, he went again to confess, feeling fortified. Blue Skies and You by MizSphinx
But there is one condition I'd like to make, before we hail you in as the new Headmistress," Professor Marchbanks added, and now she was positively grinning.
Minerva had to swallow several times before she could manage a word.
Professor Marchbanks pointed at the teapot. "That you show me you can Transfigure this into proper tea. As the brew stands, it's hardly worth an "Acceptable". Fight the Good Fight by the-real-snape
Tom nodded, not looking at all apologetic, left sulking.
But not before Minerva found one last retort.
"He-who-must-not-be-named, Tom? Funny, I'll always think of you as He-who-got-slapped." Tom, blushing angrily, marched out of the classroom with a scowl at them booth before he disappeared around the door. - He Who Got Slapped by Child of the Dawn
Mulch: Ah, there's so many things to be said about Butler. Like how wonderful he looks covered in recycling.
Butler: How about how wonderful he looks with a gun in his hand? Reading Artemis Fowl by Kiryn
Umbridge had been stunned into silence while Minerva shouted herself hoarse, but spoke suddenly after the tirade was over. "A frog in the lake?" she asked in a whimper.
"Did I stammer?" Minerva snapped.
"If you did turn me into a frog, wouldn't the giant squid eat me?"
"If that happened, I'd pity the squid," Minerva said. "It would have a terrible stomachache." Hell Hath No Fury by DataLady91
"Are you positive that you're a girl?"
And hence, Cinderella became the first person in history to give a Fairy Godmother a concussion and Foaly became the first Fairy Godmother in history to get a concussion. Fairy Tale Life by Moonlite Knight
When he reached the hospital wing, Minerva was sitting at Poppy's bed, reading to her in a soft voice. For a moment he stopped and listened to her melodic voice. He always loved Minerva's voice when she was not screaming at him or scolding him like a child for neglecting to take care of himself. Everything will be okay by grugster
"Etchoo! Assshoo! Etchoo! Eessho! Etew! Eitroo! Effshkoo! Etchoo! Assheww!" Flintwick sneezed in rapid succession causing the book he was levitating to burse into flames. As the ashes fell on his few remaining students, it ticked his nose horrendously. "Eketsheeww!" -Tough Enough by Unicornpearlz
There. She'd done it. She'd said the name twice now, and even managed to slip it into a complete sentence without stuttering like Longbottom used to stutter over almost anything.
The Headmaster merely shook his head, but his eyes smiled.
Ironic, Minerva thought, that an eleven-year-old boy could accomplish, on the first try, a task that someone more than ten times his age had been trying-and failing-to do for far longer.McGonagall Gives it a Shot by DSDragon
"So? Did you know, that is the man responsible for helping our side practically win the war?" he asked her in outrage. She contemplated this new information for a moment.
"Well, I guess that means it will be easy for him to take out the garbage, then," she said Excellent Foresight by something-like-love
"I told you the Lip Locker Curse was a great invention!"
"You owe me ten galleons!" Outta my Heart by Anndy Malfoy
Professor Sprout the appeared out of the shadows, clutching a small bag, and furtively opened the door. With surprising stealth she went across the room towards a pink, frilly tin. Umbridge's special tea. Unscrewing the lid, she dusted a fine, dark pollen from the small bag into the tealeaves.
She turned to leave and almost jumped out of her skin. Stood there, watching every movement, was Professor Binns. They surveyed each other for a brief moment.
"If it didn't happen 100 years ago, then I am uninterested" Staff Room Scheming by BekaJWP
Severus did you already think of a plan?" Jane asked, looking at him. "We need to do something to get those two together".
"I don't think that's necessary anymore, sweetheart", Severus replied, looking above him.
"What do you mean?" Jane asked surprised.
"I mean", Severus answered, "that my eyes are better then yours". Cat astrophe by Arabella Figgs
"Your father was a hamster and your mother smelled of elderberries,"
"He was not and she did not but you're rambling,"
"I like to wango,"
"Minerva, you're beautiful,"
"Especially in the rain when no one is watching me,"
"Minerva, I love you,"
"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's amor—what?" Locked in The Broom Cabinent by Ilse O'Hara
But she was still the same formidable professor who'd given him a talking to after he'd accidentally transfigured a fellow student (into a pink furry four-legged animal) during his fifth year. The furious professor had taken away twenty points and given him detention for a week…then had praised him afterwards on his ability, awarded him five points, and told him to 'keep working at it'. -Cat Eat Mice By Troodon
So suddenly Ravenclaws did something other than read books with their breakfast, Slytherins stopped admiring various depictions of the Black Mark and engaged in lively conversation on several worldly topics, Hufflepuffs started on diverse activities including reading and talking and something other than being bloody boring and Gryffindors began to rip up promotional moving pictures of Harry Potter depicted in several positions. The professors all decided to find actual hobbies and Minerva McGonagall let it slip that she had always fancied the Headmaster. A Curious Epidemic by ScarletDeva
Maybe her love for the school almost died, but it survived, stronger than ever. - Ten Little Things by Jess.91
"You don't have to worry about money, Mr. Potter. Now, if there are no further questions from you two," she said, pointing to Vernon and Petunia, "then I am going to take Mr. Potter out." Then she took Harry and shut the door behind them. Harry just stared at her and began to think. After a little while Harry decided to ask a question.
"Umm. Beg my pardon Miss but where are we going?"
"We are going to the Wizarding World to get some tea and biscuits." Kitty by Gaurwen
"Quiet!" Snape's voice suddenly cut off the students' excited babbling and giggling. "As the Deputy Headmaster, I have an announcement to make." When the students quietened, he continued, "We have decided that Mr. Harry Potter deserves the Award of Hogwarts for saving all students from great danger. Thank you Mr. Potter." He held out a parchment, motioning Harry over.
Harry stumbled towards the Head table in confusion, thinking, 'Hell must be freezing over,' as he accepted the award from the professor End of Year Panic at Hogwarts by Healer Pomfrey
"Are you the same kitty cat that I play with when Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia aren't looking?"
"Yes Harry, that's me."
Turning to Albus Harry asked,
"Are you the frog I caught the day before yesterday?" Rescued by PiER
"I see," Giles said, looking over his glasses at the young man. "Well, I don't suppose anything I say will get you to go to class?"
"All right then. Didn't see you, couldn't have stopped you. Would you like a doughnut?" Well you Know, By Lastew
"Of course," Lockhart said cheerfully. "I've even invented some excellent transfiguration spells that I'm sure will be beneficial to you while teaching."
Minerva gritted her teeth. "I'm sure that will be unnecessary."
"Nonsense!" Lockhart said, pulling out a sheet of parchment. "These spells will make students love Transfiguration. I also have a couple of charms and potions that will do wonders for that hair of yours."
Minerva was beginning to wonder how much trouble she would get into if she cast a full body bind on him and threw him out of the window. She gave him a stiff smile. "Thank you for your offer, Mr Lockhart, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline." A Charming Man by Ayla Pascal
Dumbledore sighted and kicked at the ground.
'This is ridiculous,' he said, in an uncharacteristic bad temper. 'I am headmaster of this school, I have been walking around this forest for years. I know more find-the-right-way-charms than most wizards in England taken together. And you... you LIVE here.'
'But still we are lost,' said Firenze calmly. 'I suppose this means our planned dramatic entry will be delayed.' Seen and Unforseen by Bagge
"Your wand, Selwyn, give me your wand!"
"Don't give him your wand, Selwyn!" The Hogwarts Staff Reads Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Parker Abrams?" The man spoke in an English accent.
Parker was determined to lie. "Yes that's me." 'Shit.'
"I've come to talk to you about what you did to Buffy Summers."
"Who are you? Her Dad?"
The man's grin grew. Parker felt as though someone had poured icewater directly down his spine. "You wish." Something Has To Be Done about Parker Abrams by GylzGirl
Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those with brave deeds to their name."
Students of Gryffindor are typically brave, daring, and chivalrous.
Take the most scientificever created.
Couple of Facts :)
Did you know, if you sound out MMSS, it almost sounds like Mess? (Don't worry, that pairing isn't one all the time)Try it :D
MMAD is obviously Mad XD
If Hermione and Harry got married (like they should :D) they'd have same Initials! You already knew that, RIGHT?
If Romilda Vane, and Ron Weasley (what an odd pairing XD) got together, they'd also have the same initials too. Did you know?
For the above questions, did you SERIOUSLY try to prove me wrong? (coughyescough)
Challenges I am Taking:
Secret Santa Challenge
Ministry of Magic Poster
List your ten favourite Harry Potter Characters.
1. Hermione Granger
2. Minerva McGonagall
3. Fred Weasley
5. Harry Potter
6. Luna Lovegood
7. Albus Dumbledore
8. Neville Longbottom
9. Remus Lupin
10. Sirius Black
Have you read a 5/10 fic before?
Sirius/Harry- Not if it was a romance.
Do you think 3 is hot? How hot?
Fred- Well, he's definitely cute. He's just hot.
What do you think would happen if 6 got 1 pregnant?
Luna got Hermione pregnant- The Crumple-Snorkacks must be at it again!
Do you recall any good fics about 9?
Remus- Indeed, just the other day too :)
Would 7 and 2 make a good couple?
Heck yeah! Minerva/Albus= Favorite ship :)
What is a better couple? 4 and 8 or 4 and 9?
Ugh, George Weasley/Neville Longbottom probably.
What would happen if 7 discovered 3 and 8 in a secret relationship?
If Albus Dumbledore discovered Neville and Fred in a private relationship- He'd offer them a lemondrop.
Make a twenty word summary for a 2 and 6 fic.
Hmm... In this exciting oneshot, we discover the most kept secret relationship at Hogwarts? The one you'd never guess about
Is there such thing as a romantic fluff story for 4 and 10?
Suggest a title for a 1 and 5 hurt/comfort fic.
Hermione/Harry- A Different Ending
What kind of plot would you use for 4 and 1?
George/Hermione- Working in a Joke Shop can make to oblivious people realize their true love.
Does anyone on your friends list read 7 and 9 slash?
I have serious doubts about anyone reading Dumbledore/Lupin doubt -at least on my friends list.
(HG) and (AD) are in a happy relationship until (AD) dumps (HG) for (RL). (HG), brokenhearted, goes on one date with (HP), has an unhappy breakup with (LL), then follows the wise advice of (SB) and finds true love with (FW).
So basically Hermione Granger and ALBUS DUMBLEDORE are in a happy relationship (O_o), until Albus dumps Hermione for Remus Lupin (it has a type of cannonical sense????). Hermione, broken hearted goes on one date with Harry Potter (YES!!!), has an unhappy breakup with Luna Lovegood (eh, they never did anything for me), then takes the wise advice of Sirius Black (XD), and finds true love with Fred Weasley (Way better than Dumbledore!!)
What title would you give this fic?
Another Average Day
10 invites 4 and 8 to their house for dinner.
Sirius Black invites Neville and George to his house... Creepy
Suggest a plot idea for a 3/6 fic.
6 buys 9 a gift for their birthday?
Luna buys Remus a gift for his birthday- Interesting?
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