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fatima · 07-14-2005, 02:41 PM

I've decided to post a whole lot of short fics that I've been working on before the 16th, so here's the first one, I dare say tht i'll post again soon, hopefully, well, hope you all like this one. It's about Sirius, not a marauders fic, just sirius before he came to Hogwarts, well, hope you guys like it, it's a short one.

At Aunt Louise’s Birthday

Sirius looked at himself in the mirror; why was it that his reflection was always so much more different then his actual self? Was it always going to be that way? Would he never be able to show anyone his real self? Would every single person he met judge him upon his appearance? He sighed; well whatever life had left for him, Sirius wasn’t sure he wanted to face it anymore.

‘Sirius, HURRY UP!’ There came a sharp, shrill, pitched scream from downstairs.

‘Coming Mum,’ Sirius answered, he took one last glance at his appearance, and shook his head disapprovingly.

As Sirius went downstairs, he heard a loud, mischievous, scream of laughter. He looked up!

‘ANDROMEDA!’ Sirius screamed with joy.

‘No shouting, Sirius,’ Came his father’s voice from somewhere.

Andromeda was laughing at him, shaking her head with her hand on her mouth to keep herself down.

‘Oh Sirius Black! Have you seen yourself in a mirror?’ She asked, still shaking her head and smiling.

‘Yeah, I know. Don’t rub it in.’ Sirius replied sullenly, but still with a smile on his face.

‘I mean, yeah, sure, that’s an excellent dress robe, but you, in an elegant something isn’t a sight many people would enjoy.’

‘Okay, okay. Cut it short. I’ve got something I want to ask you.’

‘What s it?’

‘How ARE you?’

Andromeda laughed.

‘I’m quite alright, thanks. What about you?’

Sirius rolled his eyes.

‘As well as Thou wisheth!’ Sirius answered, bowing sarcastically. ‘Cut the formalities, will you?’

‘No.’

‘That was supposed to be a rhetorical question.’

***

That was to say that whatever Sirius’ life was in his family, he still had people with whom he could be, a little, teeny tiny part of himself.

fatima · 07-14-2005, 06:41 PM

No replys??

oh well, here's a long one:

Harry’s 6th Year

The summer vacation had passed, the fact that Sirius had died had sunk in, now Harry was more used to his surroundings, the constant tension, and the urge to do something before everything went wrong. Harry was walking by the lake. There was nobody else there, the sun had almost set, and Harry was pacing up and down the lakeside. That was when he heard a stone hit the smooth surface of the lake; he turned around to see a shadowy figure sitting far off, throwing stones. The person seemed to have been there for a long and yet not to have noticed Harry, just like Harry hadn’t noticed the person, whoever they were. The person seemed to very lonely, just like Harry felt at that time. But Harry didn’t want to go over and see who it was; it was quite a possibility that it could be someone who he didn’t want to run into. But neither did he feel like going back to his common room, so he went on pacing up and down, hearing the constant sound of stones being thrust into the lake. After a while he was quite used to the sound of the pebbles hitting the surface of the lake, and somehow he found it very reassuring that there was a human about fifty feet away, even though he didn’t say anything to the person. By now, he was pretty sure that the person knew he was there, and just like him didn’t want to say anything, to a total stranger.

Getting tired of pacing Harry sat down on the ground and looked up at the dark sky, the sun was completely down and it was night time. He just sat there with his eyes closed, kneeling backwards on his elbows, listening to the sound of the pebbles hitting the lake.

He was completely at piece, when all of a sudden, pain seared into his scar, and he gave a yell, more out of surprise then pain; he was so much at piece after so many months that he had forgotten that his scar even existed. He fell back, grabbing his head with his eyes closed.

‘Are you okay,’ there came the voice of a girl.

Harry looked up, standing about twenty feet away, was a girl with her wand tip lit, she had her jet black hair in a very messy bun, lose locks of which hung around her face limply, her eye color was black too, as Harry looked in those eyes he almost felt as if they were pleading for help but he ignored this thinking it as an after effect of the pain in his scar, he couldn’t help but notice that there were deep dark circles around her eyes, and when he looked more closely it seemed the most obvious thing that the eyes were worn out by crying, her lips were swollen as if she had bitten them a lot, her face was a bit tanned, but there was a shine on her face, Harry wasn’t sure how a person who cried so much, stayed in the sun, bit their lips with tension could have such an amazing shine on their face. Harry noticed that the girl was super-skinny which gave her such a delicate look that he wanted to touch her to see if she would fall down due to his touch and break into pieces, she must have bin about 5’4. As Harry looked at the girl, her expression changed from concerned to an impatient frown, still Harry couldn’t help but noticed that when she frowned her face looked a bit too attractive.

‘Don’t tell me you’ve gone into a trance,’ she said, her voice dripping with irony.

‘No, I haven’t.’ Harry said, smiling slightly.

‘What happened?’ She asked.

‘Er…’ Harry wasn’t sure he wanted to tell her this, but as he looked into her eyes, the words just came out of his mouth. ‘It was my scar.’

She nodded understandingly, and Harry noticed, that her eyes didn’t go up to gawk at his scar, this was something that had never happened before in the wizarding world, and this was what impressed Harry the most in this total stranger.

‘Well…’ the girl said and turned around to walk away. That was when Harry finally lifted himself up.

‘Well, what?’ He asked, willing the girl to stay.

‘Well, as in alright then,’ she said looking back and shrugging.

‘What’s your name,’ Harry blurted out. He mentally kicked himself, couldn’t he even make an excuse for knowing her name.

‘It’s Kelly Robinson.’ She replied, not even giving him a confused glance.

Harry thought for a split second. Well, there’s nothing else you can do he thought.

‘I’m Harry Potter. It’s nice to meet you.’ He said extending a hand.

to be continued...

fatima · 07-14-2005, 06:47 PM

Kelly gave him a half-hearted smile. ‘You too,’ she said giving his hand a brief shake. Harry felt her smooth soft skin; he noticed too, that her hands were really thin and as she took them away he felt the tips of her smooth nails.

‘What house do you go to?’ He asked her, not finding anything else to say, he was desperate to talk to this girl, there was something about her that he so incredibly desired.

‘Gryffindor,’ she replied.

‘Really, but I’ve never seen you in the common room,’ he replied.

‘That’s cuz I don’t usually hang out in the common room, and if I do it’s late at night, I usually come here to the lake or stay in my room, except for classes and meal times.’

‘How come?’ Harry asked her, and regretted it instantly. Her face had become sober, more then before, and Harry thought that she was going to start crying, but she didn’t. She just looked at him, and shook her head quietly.

‘Never mind,’ she said. Harry nodded slightly. But felt it wasn’t enough.

‘I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-

He shut up seeing the look on her face; it was as if she was going to scream at him, at this point all he wanted to do was drown him self in the lake. Then she did something he didn’t expect her to do. She laughed and punched him playfully on his right arm.

‘So it’s true.’ She said.

Harry’s heart sank, what was this girl talking about, had she heard a rumor about him, and was just checking if it was true? Had he done something that made him look like a total jerk?

‘What’s true,’ he asked uncertainly.

‘That the look I just gave you is fit to scare anyone,’ she replied, laughing. ‘I mean you should have seen your face, it was as if you just saw Voldemort doing a belly-flop in the lake.’

Harry heaved a sigh of relief. ‘My God! You scared the h- wait a minute, did you just say Voldemort?’

Kelly rolled her eyes. ‘Duh,’ she said as if it was obvious.

This girl just kept getting better and better.

‘So which year are you in,’ Harry asked.

‘Fifth,’ she replied sitting down and grabbing a pebble near by.

Harry sat down beside her. ‘Oh, so you know Ginny Weasley?’

‘Umm,’ she furrowed her eyes brows, again, Harry couldn’t help to notice that she looked incredibly beauty when she did that. ‘Yeah, sure, she’s the red head, right?’

‘Yep,’ he replied.

As Kelly thrust the pebble in the lake there was a sound of footsteps in the distance. That marked the fact that dinner was served. Harry looked at Kelly, wishing he could ask her not to go. She seemed to have read his mind.

‘I’m not really hungry.’ She said.

‘Me neither,’ Harry replied. ‘I had a big lunch.’

She smiled lightly. Harry felt an urge to ask her what was bothering her, but he knew she wouldn’t like that so he kept his mouth shut; all he knew was that this girl was in fact hiding a huge grief, and as he looked into her eyes he felt as if she had problems beyond imagination.

Whatever problem she has can’t be bigger then having the weight of the future of this world on your shoulders, now can it? Harry thought to himself.

Kelly threw another stone into the lake.

‘You do that a lot,’ Harry commented. Kelly looked at him briefly and then threw another stone before saying in a cold voice, ‘Yeah, so?’

‘Nothing, I was just-

‘Never mind. I’m sorry, sometimes I just lose it,’ Kelly cut him off, looking up at the sky.

‘Hey, you’ve studied Astronomy, right?’ Kelly asked.

‘Yeah, why?’

‘Erm, you think you could find the Dog Star for me?’

‘The what?’

‘The Dog Star, you know, Sirius’

‘Sirius?’

‘Yeah Sirius, the star,’ Kelly said raising her eyebrows.

‘Oh.’

‘What did you think; I was talking about Sirius Black?’

‘Actually, yes,’ Harry said, looking away.

‘You know he wasn’t actually after you. He was in fact innocent, I read about it in the prophet.’ Kelly said, apparently, she had misunderstood the cause Harry’s annoyance at Sirius’s mention.

‘Yeah, I know.’

‘Then why are you acting like that.’

‘You know, you must have missed the part in the Prophet about him being my godfather. Or the part that said that I already knew he was innocent three years ago and helped him escape. And that he died a few months ago in a duel where I was present, or rather a duel which happened because of me.’ Harry replied really coldly, and too quick, before he could stop himself.

‘Look, I’m sorry, I didn’t know, okay?’ She said her face serious. It was hard to say whether she looked more hurt, angry or sympathetic.

Harry’s anger went away as soon as it came, so now he felt ashamed of bursting out like that.

‘Sorry,’ he mumbled.

‘It’s alright, I understand,’ she said sympathetically.

‘Do you?’ He asked, looking up.

‘Yes.’ And she didn’t need to say anything more, he knew what she meant, and there was no need for words to be said or heard. ‘Sorry,’ he whispered looking into her raven colored eyes. She was leaning on the ground with one hand resting on the ground and the other one on her knee, while he was resting his elbows on the grass. Suddenly he realized how close they were, and it was as if there was a magnet in her, pulling him ever closer.

‘It’s ok,’ she whispered. Harry felt her breath touch his lips lightly. They were half an inch apart. Harry looked into her black eyes and as his lips touched hers, he closed his eyes and so did she. She put her hand on Harry’s cheek, moving it in circles, while he took his to her back. They kissed slowly, passionately, breathing in every moment of the bliss before they broke apart. Harry looked at her, his hand still on her back, hers was resting on his cheek, and he saw the very shadow of a smile on her face, it was smaller then the smile McGonagall had given him in his fifth year after her inspection with Umbridge, yet it was the truest smile she had given him yet. As if waiting for this, Harry kneeled in again, and they started to kiss again.

***

hope u guyz like this...

fatima · 07-15-2005, 08:03 AM

no posts? oh well, never mind, hope you guys like this one:

Lily And James’s Seventh Year

Prefects Monthly Meeting

‘Can you pass the detention lists of the month, Potter?’ Lily asked in one of the student council meetings. To her surprise he nodded slightly, picked up the papers and handed them to her. Boy that was a first she thought. He’s never done that before. Always says a line or cracks a stupid joke. She looked at the papers. Then she looked back up at him.

‘Erm, I asked for detention lists not the names of this year’s prefects.’ She said raising an eyebrow. Was this some kind of joke?

‘Oh, er, sorry,’ he whispered, taking the papers, and handing her the other ones. Again, he managed the surprise Lily.

‘Thanks,’ Lily said.

‘No problem,’ James mumbled, drowned in papers him self.

~*~

In the Head Boy and Girl’s Common Room

Lily went out of her dormitory to get a glass of water at 2.00 am, she was pouring herself a glass, when she noticed James sitting in the chair beside the fire; he was asleep. Lily looked at him. He had something on his mind that was greatly bothering him. She summoned a blanket and magically levitated it over James. She was about to leave when she noticed there was a teardrop on James’s cheek, just a single one, resting there, peacefully. She couldn’t fight the urge to bend down it wipe it away. As she did so she noticed a letter crumpled up in his hand. Before she could stop herself she had grabbed the letter and was reading it frantically.

Dear James.

Son, I’m sorry to have to be the one telling you this, but you have a right to know, your mother passed away last night in a duel with the death eaters, I’ll come to Hogwarts to pick you up very soon for the funeral. I’ll explain everything when I meet you. Hang in there, okay? Try not to think about it too much, alright?

With all the Love I have

Dad

No wonder he was so quite. Oh, how sad. I remember him and his friends always talking about her, she seemed really sweet when I met her at the train in my first year. I wish someone had told m-

‘You don’t know what the phrase ‘respecting a person’s privacy,’ means do you?’ Came James’s voice from behind her.

She whirled around. ‘I-

‘Never mind,’ James said getting up and taking the letter from her hand. He turned to leave.

‘I’m sorry,’ Lily blurted out.

‘Told you already, never mind,’ James said.

‘I meant about your mother.’

‘Why are you sorry, you didn’t do anything.’

‘Still, I wish there was something I could do.’

‘Well, there isn’t. Look, just drop it, alright?’

‘James, I know what it feels like. I lost my father the same way two years ago, except he couldn’t fight a bunch of death eaters without knowing magic, at least your mum could do that.’

‘Oh, sorry.’

‘Why are you sorry, you didn’t do anything.’ Lily said sarcastically.

‘Still, I wish-

James’ face broke into a smile. ‘Okay, I get it. I was acting rude. I’m sorry.’

‘It’s alright. I understand.’ Lily smiled back at him.

***

Just guessing how their relationship started.

fatima · 07-15-2005, 04:03 PM

still no replys... oh well, never mind, here's the last one for today:

Marauder Manipulates

‘No Moony, we are going to do it my way,’ Padfoot said.

‘Why?’

‘Because your way is stupid.’

Moony gave Padfoot a disgusted look, and then turned to look at Prongs in disapproval.

‘Maybe he’s right Padfoot, this could be really dangerous.’ Prongs said. ‘Not to mention, we could really easily get caught.’

‘Oh come on Prongs, don’t give me the ‘get caught’ talk, you and I both know you are not afraid of getting caught. And danger? You don’t even care about danger in you dreams. Why are you standing up for Snivelly anyway, you know he deserves it.’

‘Look Padfoot, the four of us are a team, and teams don’t do something against each other, especially when it’s just one person against the rest.’ Prongs said his voice level.

‘Well, I didn’t hear Wormtail disagree,’ Padfoot said, equally calm.

For the first time, all their eyes turned to Wormtail, who looked back at them blankly.

‘Well Wormtail…?’ Prongs said in a dangerous voice.

Padfoot gave him a vicious look.

Moony raised his eyebrows warningly.

‘I-er-I-

‘Spit it out,’ said Padfoot impatiently.

‘I agree with Pad-

So far Prongs was leaning on a table, he got up really quickly.

‘Prongs,’ Wormtail finished.

‘That’s not right, you scared the hell out of him,’ Padfoot protested.

‘So did you.’ Prongs replied. Padfoot looked like he was going to yell back at him, as if he had something on his mind that he would very much like to say, Prongs kept his eyes level, his jaw set, arms folded, and his temple pulsing.

‘Fine,’ Padfoot finally said. ‘But I’ll have you know, Snivellus deserved every bit of what was going to happen to him.’

‘I know mate, I just don’t think we should do this. Hexing him is one thing, but this is risking his life. You understand, don’t you?’

‘Yeah, sure, what ever.’

Padfoot left with his hands in his pockets, his head hanging low, letting out a low, tuneful, whistle.

***

‘Well, you guessed right. Moony is a werewolf. You wanna know where he hides?’ Padfoot went on devilishly to Snivellus.

Snivellus nodded with his mouth open, eager to find out.

‘But listen, you can’t tell anybody, it’s top secret.’

‘I won’t.’

‘Okay, here’s what you do, you go to the Whomping Willow, and you prod a knot, this on e on the sketch,’ said Padfoot pointing on the piece of paper he held in his hand. ‘And then you can enter a whole between these two points, a tunnel will lead you to the Shack, alright?’

Snivellus nodded, took the piece of paper, looking at it gleefully. He would tell Professor Dumbledore, and these dolts would be out of the school before they could say ‘Full Moon’ he thought.

Padfoot looked after him with satisfaction. He didn’t care what Prongs said, he would soon understand.

***

And that’s my version of what happened before Snape went to the Whomping Willow, you guys know what happened after that.

Post if you like it, plz.

padfoot_rox93 · 07-19-2005, 07:18 AM

WOO HOO! yes, i like it! i love how you have a lot of stories in different times. and i simply ADORE the Marauders' stories!! and the one with Harry and Kelly... that was really sweet. PAMS!!
Amie

fatima · 07-19-2005, 07:54 AM

thanks so much ammie, i'll be posting agen, soon, maybe today

fatima · 07-19-2005, 10:28 AM

hey

okay, as promised, here's the next story, this one's really small:

WARNING: SPOILER

Back In Grimauld Place

Lupin was sitting on the kitchen table, his back to the fire place. Tonks appears in the fire, having just left Hogwarts. Lupin turned around to see who it was, then turns his back towards her again. Tonks walks around the table and looks at him, her eyes shining with tears, arms folded.

‘Remus, we need to talk,’ she said in a little more then a whisper.

‘No, Tonks, we don’t. Look, I’ve told you already, you deserve someone much better then me, you deserve someone your age, someone who can take care of you, and give you as much love as you deserve.’ Remus said looking down, his voice heavy and bitter.

‘Oh for the love of-

Tonks stops mid sentence, pulls a chair out and sits down on it helplessly.

‘But I want you, Remus. Does that not count for anything? I love you. And I know you love me back just as much. I don’t need someone better then you, because in my eyes there can be no one better then you. And age? I can’t believe you are giving me that as an argument. There can be no age limit in this, and anyway how much older are you from me? And I don’t need anyone to take care of me; I can very well take car of myself, thank you.’

Remus looked up, his eyes were now shining.

‘Believe me Tonks, I want nothing more then what you are offering, in fact I could never even dream that the one girl I would ever fall in love with would actually love me back with the same intensity, but the fact still remains that I am a we-

‘I don’t care whether you are a werewolf or not!’ Tonks said getting up and turning her back to Remus, crying audibly now.

‘But I do,’ said Remus getting up as well, now with a plea in his voice. He placed his hands on her shoulders and very gently turned her around. Tears were flowing down her face uncontrollably. ‘I love you Tonks.’ He said looking directly into her eyes.

Very slowly they moved closer to each other, until there faces were only millimeters apart. He placed his lips very gently on hers, she wrapped her arms around his back, and they started kissing, slowly, and passionately, feeling heaven in each other’s arms…

***

Well, that’s how they got together after there talk in the Hospital Wing, well, my version of it at least.

padfoot_rox93 · 07-19-2005, 06:58 PM

awwwww!!!!!! Remmy, what you talking about?!?! *sigh* don't worry it wasn't a spoiler for me i finished HBP on the day i got it. *grins stupidly* hee hee hope they get married! PAMS!!
Amie

hermyone11 · 07-31-2005, 01:39 AM

Yay! i liked these...theyre all really cute. I really like the one with harry and kelly...good job!

fatima · 08-05-2005, 05:15 PM

thanx guys, i'll be putting up a new story on sunday, hopefully, sorry for the lateness, i've just been suffering writers block, but i'll post more... toodles!

lord_of_the_rings_luver · 08-25-2005, 08:18 PM

i like it
its good
so now i dun hafta wait months for the end of the storys
love them

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