# 18 Whomping Willow

“Why are you torturing me?” Delanie pouted, whimpering. “Is this your way of getting back at me for being ‘evil’?”

Torin had always called her evil for some of the things she said and did, but Dee didn’t think of herself was evil. She was just… a little mad.

“Don’t be such a child, Delanie,” Torin responded, calling Lanie by her full name.

Gulp. He never did that.

Taking her by the arm, he pulled her towards the whomping willow, which was whomping like crazy.

Dee yelped as a branch tore towards her. “Torin, I hate you AND this tree.”

#81 Depression

Dee glared at Torin from where she was sitting by the fire. This was a talk that they had needed to have for a little while. She needed to tell him what was wrong... Where they stood now.

“What’s going on, Dee? Why aren’t you talking to me?” He was exasperated as he took a seat beside her and waited for her explanation. He had some idea what was wrong though.

“Torin, you broke my heart...”

A tear fell down her cheek. Couldn’t he see how he had made her feel? She didn’t like it. She didn’t like feeling depressed.

# 82 Careful

“Delanie Luxe Chanel! There are some things in life you just shouldn’t do, and this is one of them!” Torin exclaimed, grasping the dashboard of Dee’s Camaro. “Be careful!”

Dee threw her head back, laughing. “Don’t be such a girl, Torin.”

With that, she stepped on the gas and the car shot forward, Torin squealing like a little school girl. When they reached the end of the drag strip, Dee giggled in delight while Torin turned green.

“You just got your license. You are not a race car driver!” He pouted.

Dee grinned evilly. “But I will be soon enough!”

#97 Dictionary

“For the last time you are not a Troll, Torin!” Dee was getting tired of this. How many times did she have to tell him that he was gorgeous? And he wouldn’t believe her.

“No, I’m a Troll.” He crossed his arms over his chest. She had bad taste if she said he wasn’t. That or she was lying.

“Oh, you are hopeless! If you looked up gorgeous in the dictionary, you would find your picture.”

“No, you would find my picture beside Troll.”

“Oh, whatever. I give up.”

“I’m only telling you the truth. I looked it up myself.”

# 77 Cheerful

Torin sat at the Hufflepuff house table, sipping coffee and trying to wake himself up. He was entirely too tired and not in a good mood. But that didn’t matter to Delanie as she skipped over to the table, plopping down next to Torin with a book in her hand, her mood chipper as ever.

“Good morning, Wilson!” Dee exclaimed, using one of Torin’s nicknames as she beamed, her dimples appearing. She gave him a hug despite his bad mood. “Oh sparkle, aren’t you just cheerful this morning.” Sarcastic much? “Did you get mauled by your evil cat Nemo again?”

#35 Pureblood
(For Sneakeh Cat)

Torin blinked as he stepped into Dee’s room at her house in Italy. She had told him that she wanted to show him all the Muggle things that she owned, but still he had no idea.

She had almost as many Muggle things in this room as he did in his entire house. And that was saying a lot considering that he was Muggleborn.

“Well?” She picked up an old etch-a-sketch. He wasn’t saying anything, so she wasn’t sure if he liked it.

“You know, you are the most Muggle of any Pureblood I’ve ever met.”

She smirked at him.

# 13 Quidditch

Delanie flew around on her broom, her long hair whipping around her in the wind. She closed her eyes and grinned her dimpled smile. There was nothing quite like flying on a broom. She opened her eyes just in time to catch the golden snitch that went zooming around her. She held the ball tight as she flew to the ground, beaming as she landed.

Torin stared at her, gaping, having watched the whole thing. “Dee! I had no idea you could play Quidditch so well!”

“Torin, I’m good at EVERYTHING I do.” She smirked and bumped shoulders with him.

#84 Angry

Delanie was absolutely livid.

How could Cody do that to her? She had gone away because she had to, and what did he do?

“My glitter, Torin!” she yelled as she threw a dart at a picture of Cody, smiling as hit landed right in the middle of his face.

This would teach him to mess with a crazy Italian model.

“Dee, don’t you think you need to calm down?” Torin asked her as he watched her. He had no idea that this was why she called him to the Room of Requirement, and frankly he was a little scared.

# 91 Future

Delanie stood in front of the floor length mirror, running her hands over her white wedding dress one last time. She exhaled, a giant grin on her face; she was getting married and she couldn’t wait.

Everyone else had left the room but her best friend/big brother Torin. “You’re not even nervous, Dee. That’s crazy.”

“I’m not nervous because I know this is right,” she replied.

Torin smiled at her. “I’m so happy for you.”

“I know. Thanks for coming,” Lanie put her hand on Torin’s shoulder.

He pulled her into a tight hug. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

#25 Sorting Hat

Torin Kane was so annoying!

Once again the Prefect was droning on and on to Dee about how she should be doing her homework and studying for her finals and blah blah blah.

A glazed expression plastered itself on her face as she drifted off into lovely thoughts about Cody. Aaah...

“Dee, are you listening to me?”

Crap. He had figured out that she was tuning him out. That meant that she would have to listen to yet another lecture.

“Torin, you ever think that the Sorting Hat placed you in the wrong House? Because you’re such a Ravenclaw sometimes.”

# 39 Duel

“Are you sure about this?”

Torin stepped back from Delanie, wand in hand. She smirked at him, twirling her wand between her fingers.

“Big brother,” Dee replied, “you’re not scared to duel me now that I’ve mastered non-verbal curses, are you?”

Torin shook his head. “Of course not. It’s just that – “

But before he could finish that sentence, Dee pointed her wand to him and sent a curse shooting his way. Since he was unaware of the curse, he wasn’t able to stop it. Torin flew backwards across the room, landing on his back.

Dee snickered. “If you insist!”

#52 Bore

Torin was tuning out Dee yet again as she was going on about some Vampire guy from this show.

“... Oh my Glitter, Torin. That man his so hot, I want to bake cookies on his chest. And he’s a Vampire too. You know that Vampires are hot, right?”

He had better, or all that she was telling him was pointless. And Dee didn’t like wasting her time with pointless things no matter how much she enjoyed fangirling hot boys.

“Torin, are you listening to me?”

“No, I tuned you out ages ago. Your fangirl moments bore me to tears.”

# 38 Patronus

“So what exactly is your patronus?” Torin questioned. He was genuinely curious; he had no idea what Delanie’s patronus looked like. Was it a rabbit? A squirrel? A monkey?

Dee was wearing her evil smirk. She held her wand very close to her face as if she were examining it. Uh oh. No good could come from that. “Want me to show you?”

Torin nodded innocently.

Lanie flicked her wand and a giant wolf exploded from the tip. It ran around the room, stopping in the center to howl towards the sky.

Torin watched it in shock. “Wow, that’s scary.”

#79 New York

Torin loved this city. Very very much.

He almost was forgetting that he missed Hogwarts with all the stores that there were here. It was heaven for a shopaholic like Brody, even he was loving it. And he wasn’t even as addicted to shopping as his girlfriend.

“So where you want to head next?” Dee asked him as she sat on the bench with her ice cream cone, bags of clothes scattered around her.

“Want to go to Central Park?”

He so never wanted to leave this city.

“Are you telling me that you’ve never been there before?” My Glitter...

# 80 Author's Choice ; Pokémon

“Look at all of this!”

Delanie walked into the common room where Torin was, her arms loaded up with random items. She dropped everything on the couch next to him and took a seat.

“This is all of your Pokémon stuff?” He asked.

Dee nodded, beaming. “Isn’t it great?”

Laughing, Torin picked up a globe-shaped object that was painted red and white. “What is this?”

“That,” Dee answered, “is a Pokéball. Open it.”

Doing as he was asked, Torin pressed the button and it popped open, revealing a tiny Pikachu inside.

“And that,” Dee pointed to it, giggling, “is me.”