Fraternizing with the enemy

Scary!

Thu, 27 Sep 2007 23:20:46 GMT

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[noun]: A person of questionable sanity who starts their own cult
 
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How do you tag

Thu, 02 Aug 2007 15:05:59 GMT

Hi guys.
I was wondering how you tag something. So if you write a fan fiction it has a tag. Bit confused how to do it.

The end of Harry Potter

Mon, 30 Jul 2007 14:32:52 GMT

So its over the last Harry Potter book has been and gone and i still have lots of questions.
Funny really there hasn't been much good fan fiction. Well theres been a bit on fan fiction. But i can't wait for checkmated to start doing some. Hint Hint guys lol!
Really looking a funny one about 12 ways fool proof ways to charm girls, that would be funny. Been doing abit of writting my self been so bored!
Jo has answered a few questions hopefully she's answer more.
I was really hoping in the last book that chocolate frog card would show up the one that was rare, that Ron couldn't find.

Superman Returns!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thu, 17 Aug 2006 19:49:07 GMT

I went to see it on the Imax and got to wear 3d glasses!
I read some bad reviews about it on the web but it was great.
My heart want out to Clark Kent how people fall over superman but don't notice Clark.
Superman was like an angel.

Kevin Spacey played Lex great, so evil.
And for a minate my heart broke when i thought it really was the end for our super hero.
This unknown guy-Brandon Routh who played Clark Kent/Superman did Christopher Reeve proud.

Lois and Clark

Thu, 17 Aug 2006 19:32:25 GMT

I've not got long to wait until the season three of Lois and Clark! Think its the end of August it comes out on Dvd!
I've just started to get into to Lois and Clark fan fiction and i've discover the unaired 5th season.
Which is very good, but i'm not sure if this is what
would of happened if the seasons continued. But its very good.

http://www.lcfanfic.com/thm-tufs.htm

It does disapoint me they ended the season's, but there you go.

I think the question is who do i like more Superman or Clark Kent...................

mmm Clark Kent

My desire changes

Sat, 05 Aug 2006 17:50:17 GMT

My desire changes
Pairing- R/H
Rating-G

In first year she had been jealousy, when Harry and Ron had got to look in the mirror of erised and she did'nt. She wondered what she would of seen back then, what she would of desired.
There was a time when all she would of wanted was the best results out of Hogworts. She always felt she was at a disadvantage not coming from a wizarding family.She always felt whatever she did was never good anoth. She should push her self harder, she must studying for longer.
She had'nt told her friends this but she suppected that her parents hid a disappointment. It was'nt that they were'nt proud of her but sometimes she knew they wished she was normal. Whatever that meant. Thats why she had to work so hard on her studies to be that best to make them see that her choice to be in the wizarding world was'nt a wasted one.
She knew it was hard for them to get used to how different their lives were to hers. And with the threat of the war she knew they wished she was'nt involved at all. There were things she could'nt tell them, like how much danger she was in.
But right now she would give up a thousand OWLS, NEWTS just for her friends to be save. What was the use of a piece of paper with great results if your friends and loved ones were dead.
She wiped a tear away from her face and stared at the mirror. She had changed so much.
Now all her research was'nt for her self but to help her friends and some how get through the war.
And the reflection of the trio and Ginny in the mirror gave her hope that some how they may make it through.
The image of the four of them started to blur in front of her so she could'nt make it out anymore. What could it be changing into now, what if it showed something awful.
What if the mirror did'nt show what she desired but the future?
And then the image started to slip in and out of focus and she could see two figures clinging to each other.
It was had to make out who this couple was and then her breathe caught in the back of her throat.
She knew she could'nt keep lying to her self and to think awhile ago she would of.
He stood there in the mirror looking so handsome, kissing her like he kissed Lavender. Kissing her like she was desireable, holding her close to him. Oh how she wished she was the one in the mirror. What she would give for one moment to feel his lips against hers, to have him close to her.
She stepped back from the mirror and let out a deep sigh. What was the point in dreaming, hoping he would notice her. He liked girls like Lavender and she should spare her self the heartache and accept he only wanted to be her friend. If he wanted more he would of said already because thats what a small voice in the back of her head was saying. It was a very annoying voice of reason that told her He wasn't shy with Lavender.
No she had more important matters to deal with. She was Hermione Granger and people appected that she would research and find a way to destory the hocruxes. Now wasn't the time for childish dreams.
Would it be so bad if she let her self wallow in this dream of kissing Ron Weasley just one minate longer.
Her daydream was broken when she heard someone move behind her. She spun quickly around to her horror she came face to face with Ron Weasley.
Oh god she thought what if he could see what she saw, her stomach started to twist into knots.
How long had he been there watching her had he seen what her heart desired the most.
"What did you see" he asked as he stuffed his hands in his packets.
"OH i saw, i saw everyone alright" she said, she did'nt have to tell him everything she would spare her self the embassment.
"OH so you saw that as well, i guess you must of seen me and you ." he confessed as he looked into her eyes like he was seaching for something.
"Ron how did you, did you see it too? " she felt her cheeks burning.
"I er, thought, i mean did'nt know others could see what that person desired" she stammered as he seemed to understand for a moment what she saw.
"They can't Hermione, but if it's what the other person wants as well" He said as he move closer to her taking her small hands into his large ones.
He brought her closer to him and looked down at her.
"Did you see it too" he cleared his throat and gulped before saying
"Us i mean, us together"
"Yes Ron i saw it too" she confessed and then she felt his lips come down to meet hers.
He broke off their kiss and said "good, because your what i most desire as well."

Jem Rocks!

Thu, 20 Apr 2006 21:47:30 GMT

Started collecting Jem dolls again. Think i'm having one!
Jem was always my faverite as a little girl. How great is that, to be able to change into a rock star. Everything was cool-but i did'nt much care about the slush going on between-Jerrica, Jem and Rio. It was all about the clothes, glamour and fame!
So far i have got my hands upon Flash and Sizzle jem-still in box, first edition Jem, Video, Rio and synergy! I'm going to post some picks of my collection.
I hope to collect everything lose and boxed.
Just wished i'd looked after things the first time round. But there you go-my heart broke when they stopped making jem.
The smell of new Jem shoes is coming back to me when i peeked at the Flash and sizzle doll!
The Misfits were cool too, but to be honest towards the end Jem was becoming into Barbie. And i still love all those 80's fashions.

second chapter of Vampire fic

Wed, 01 Feb 2006 14:10:21 GMT

Chapter two
Ron lay on his back in bed listening to the rain slashing against the window. How was he supposed to sleep when the wind outside was howling like a wild animal? He punched his pillow and turned on his side.
After a few minutes of tossing and turning in his bed,he grunted in frrustration and sat up. Swinging his feet out of bed, he slipped on his slippers and thought about how some warm milk would help him to sleep.
He was just about to get up when something moving outside his window caught his eye. As curiosity got the better of him, Ron moved to the window to get a better look. It was funny how looking out into a storm like this seemed to calm him.

It seemed to be a figure in the rain that caused him to narrow his eyes so he could make it out better.
Who the hell in the right mind would walk in this? he thought, shaking his head.
No, it can be, pressing his face to cold glass.
Even she wouldn’t be that mad.

He could just make out a female form walking away from the Burrow. It looked like Hermione,with her white night dress soaked to her skin, long curly chestnut hair clung wet down her back and she didn’t even have shoes on.
I always thought she was mental, but never this mental, he thought shaking his head.
He jolted away from the window, grabbed his cloak and pulled his shoes on. Whatever it took he had to get her to come back inside.
Thundering down the stairs he bolted out of the back door, forgetting on the way to close the door. Her figure was blurring away in the distance. The rain poured down against his skin and his hands were red from the cold.
I’m frozen already, so god knows how cold she must of felt.
Mental, mental, he thought.
He was getting a bit closer to her and with the large strides he took it didn’t take long until he was right behind her.
He thought she would have heard him but was surprised that she hadn’t turned round.

“Hermione, wait,” He gasped.
She didn’t turn round she just kept on walking.
Great, what have I done now? He thought.
“Hermione, wait!” He shouted
He was panting from the cold and from the physical exertion he had made to catch up with her. His hand reached out and touch her on the shoulder but she carried on walking. He ran in front of her so he was facing her.
“Hermione, what do you think your Doing?” he panted.
She didn’t answer she just stared straight through him, her eyes glazed over as she carried on walking. Her whole body was shivering, her skin had turn slightly blue and her feet were bleeding.
If he didn’t know any better, he could have sworn she was sleepwalking and and it would have explained a lot.
“Hermione? Can you hear me? He asked, as he grabbed her shoulders a little harder than he meant to do.
“Hermione speak. God damn it, this isn’t funny. I can’t let you walk in this.” He bellowed at her.
She just stared right though him, he knew what he to do.
She didn’t respond to him as he took his cloak off and throw it around her. He lifted he delicate frame off the ground and threw her over his shoulder.
Her head tipped back, her body felt weak against him and Ron caught her muttering something under her breath.
As he stumbled into the Burrow with Hermione over his shoulder, he ran into to his Mum. His dad was hooving behind her, while Ginny was standing on the stairs.
“What do you think your doing thrashing about in the middle of the night and leaving the door open too! What do you think you’re doing going out in that storm? You’ll catch your death, Ronald.” She stopped dead in her rant and gasped at the sight of Hermione’s wet form over his shoulder.
“What has happened, Ronald Weasley? I demand you tell me what has happened? She screeched.
“Hermione, she’s not wel,” he muttered as his mothers face turned white. She gasped and put her hand over her mouth.
“Oh my, get her on the couch. Oh Arthur, look at her she’s frozen and covered in blood.” She sobbed tears camedown her face.
Ron laid her gently down on the sofa and stepped back to give his mum and dad some room. Ginny came in the room rubbing the sleep out of her eyes and looking at the scene in front of her with confusion.
“Mum what’s happened? Where’s Hermione? She wasn’t in bed so…” Her mum cut her off.
“Ginny, go and get some blankets!”
“What… what’s happened?” She questioned, trying to look over their shoulders.
“Go and get them now!” Molly Weasley bellowed.
Ginny turned on her feet and ran up the stairs.
Ron stood there in the corner not knowing what he should be doing to help her. His heart felt like someone had stuck a knife in it and was twisting it around. Tears filled up in his eyes He glanced over at Hermione as tears filled his eyes. Her body lay motionless on the sofa, her nightdress wet, filthy and covered in blood. Who would do this to her? He tried to hold the tears anymore as he noticed the cut on her leg. He could’t help thinking about why she was out in that storm, what was she playing at?
What will I do if I lose her he thought with his head in his hands.
He loved her so much but hadn’t had the guts to tell her. Now, he was going to lose her and she will never know how he felt.
With tears down his face, he looked up at his mum who was doing some spell he’d never heard of before over Hermione. Ginny had arrived back with the blankets and was helping Mum put them around her.
“She’s in a deep sleep,” Arthur said, putting a reassuring hand on his wife’s shoulder.
“She’ll be fine. She just needs to sleep.”
“I’ll just take that choker off so she can breath better,” His mum said as her fingers reached out and fiddled with the choker.
“Why these young girls wear these things I will never know?” She pulled the choker off her neck her eyes widened.
“ Oh my! Arthur look!” She gasped as she jumped back.
Ginny, Arthur and Ron ran forward to get a better look.
“What…what is it!” spat Ron, fear spreading cross his face.
“Oh Molly. It’s a vampire bite. “Ron could hear the fear in fathers voice.
“A what!” screeched Ron and Ginny together.
Molly was sobbing uncontrollably. “ Poor Hermione. Oh Arthur, what can we do? This is all my fault” Her head in her hands. “How will I tell the Grangers? It was under my care too!”
“No dear, we will figure something out. I’ll owl Moody. He’ll know what to do,” He said reassuringly.
“Hermione’s been bitten!” screamed Ginny. “I didn’t even heard her get up”
Realisation swept over Ron, It made him realize why she was walking out stand in the storm

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To be completely honest when i was first writing this i did'nt even think about what time frame it was going into.
I think now it'll be Post HBP. In the holidays and by the next two chapters that my Beta is correcting (thank you RonWeazley). I'll have moody explain alot of what has happened to Hermione.
She was sleep walking and dreaming. The vampire had her under a spell that when she was dreaming he got into her dreams and got her to sleep walk to him.
I have'nt really explained this yet in my fic, i wanted to go straight into the story.
As this is my first fic i'm trying to improve it all the time and i think when it's finished i'll go back over it and fill in any holes.
Thank you for everyones honest reviews. Let me know what you all think of second chapter.

Vampire fic

Wed, 01 Feb 2006 08:07:56 GMT

What lurks in the shadows

It seemed like she had been running forever the faster she ran the less progress she made. The ground under her feet was wet and sticky which seemed to slow her down. Her feet felt weighed down with lead. She knew no matter what happened she had to keep running. She’d had this dream before but this time it seemed different. Usually it took place in the Forbidden Forest but tonight it was in the forest near the Burrow.
When her legs gave out from under her, she looked at her hands, which were covered in mud and were bleeding. This wasn’t what happened when she had this dream before. She should be waking up by now.
She had cut her knee but she couldn’t focus on that now because she had to pull herself up and keep going.
Before she had realised, she had ran right into a dead end. Something had been chasing her and it had finally caught up with her. Standing frozen to the spot, she realized it was some sort of cave. It smelt fowl like rotten flesh mixed with a musky animal scent. She has not smelt these things before but if she had to sum up what it smelt like, she would have to say it smelt like death.
Her blood ran cold, as her breathing became heavy and she was unable to move. All she could do was stare at this tall dark unhuman like figure approaching her. She wanted to scream but nothing came out. She wanted to run but there was nowhere to run to. Nobody was going to save her from what was approaching her.
She could make out in the darkness that its blood red, intense eyes were staring at her. It was looking her over like she was a piece of meat. Whatever it was, it was moving closer toward her. As it came into focus, she noticed its long claw- like hands.
Her heart raced like it was going to explode in her chest.

“Hermione,” It hissed.

She stepped back and hit something cold and hard. Her hands shook as she tried to find her wand. Damn. Why didn’t she have it with her but it was a dream and she’d wake up any minute now.

“There is nowhere to run to,” It hissed.

“You shall be my mine,” It hissed again.

“NEVER!” she sputtered, amazed to hear her own voice.

“Oh, but you shall. You have no choice,” It laughed evilly.

Her whole body froze as she felt it force upon her. She collapsed into its arms, unable to fight anymore. Its weight and cold icy body became closer into her. . Its razor sharp teeth ripped into her neck, as everything went dark and she felt icy cold. It seemed to be no hope left in the world.

She woke up at dawn and she could hear the birds singing around her. She lay there frozen from the cold and her nightie wet from the damp grass. Why was she here? How did she get here? She remembered how she’d been having that dream again. Maybe she’d woken up and was tucked up at the Burrow or maybe it wasn’t a dream but she had been sleepwalking. It would make more sense if she’d had a bad dream and had sleep walked out here. She sighed as she realized she had not sleep walked since she was a child. She opened her eyes and they were stinging. She pulled herself forward so she was sitting up and attempted to stand. She was shaking now from the cold and every part of her body ached as she stood up. As she brushed herself down, she gasped at her blood soaked nightie. Somehow, she made her way back to the Burrow and wondered what time it was and why she had made it without being seen.
The sun was hurting my eyes as it rose and all she could think about was getting into bed and sleeping. She made her way into the Burrow and crept up the stairs. Her hands clutched on the banister, trying to drag herself up the stairs. How was she supposed to get back into bed and not wake Ginny? How would she explain this way? I really don’t want to face her or anyone right now.
I’ll feel better if I have a shower, she thought.

Creeping into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She pulled her nightie over her head and then threw it down. She turned the shower on and stepped into it. The warm water soaked her skin and she let out a soft moan. It felt so good as the water ran over her and carried the dirt and blood away. For the moment, she felt normal as she sighed and stepped out of the shower to dry herself. The next problem was her nightdress because she couldn’t go into Ginny’s room like this, so she did a cleansing charm on it. She pulled it back on and left the bathroom with her hair still wet but she didn’t care. When she got into Ginny’s room, she noticed Ginny was fast asleep and hadn’t even noticed she was missing. Collapsing into her bed, she closed her eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.
Its face came out of the darkness its features pale, chiseled and grotesquely handsome.

“Hermione, come to me,” It hissed softly.

“But, I don’t even know your name,” she murmured in her sleep.

“Come to me tonight and I will tell you,” It whispered.

It was seven o’clock in the evening when she woke up. She made her way over to her mirror and gasped at what she saw. Her hair was a mess and she had two tiny puncture holes in her neck.

“Ouch!” She gasped as she looked down at her cut leg.

She lifted her night over her head and saw claw marks on her stomach that felt very sore.

I got to go down stairs. The Weasley’s will be worried, she thought.

She got dress, covered the marks up on her neck with a black choker and made her way downstairs.
Ron and Ginny sat around the table, as they looked up and stared at her when she entered.

“You’re up late,” Ron grinned.

“I didn’t feel very well,” She said.

“You should see Mum about that then. I thought I’d let you sleep you were out of it,” Ginny smiled.

“You look really pale. I’ll call Mum,” Ron said as he got up from the table and made his way to the door.

“No!” She shouted they all stared at her.

“Honestly, I’m fine. It was just a cold and now I’ve slept it off I’m fine,” She said, softly.

“As long as you’re alright now,” said Ron.

He couldn’t put his finger on it but something was different about her.
She sat by the fire but she still felt cold. She tried to distract herself by picking up ‘Hogwarts A history’ to read. The words blurred in front of her and she could hear his voice spinning through her head.

“Hermione,” he whispered.

“Come to me.”

I’m going mad, she thought

“No your not. Come to me,” It said again.

Great, now it can hear my thoughts.

“Don’t try and fight it. Come to me,” It said again.

She put her head in her hands and for a moment she forgot who sat around her.

“Are you sure your alright?” asked Ron, concern spread across his face.

“Yes, I’m fine. I must be still tired,” She lied.

“You don’t look alright,” said Ginny.

“Honestly, I’m fine!” She shouted.

“I’m going back to bed.”

Wed, 07 Dec 2005 11:17:24 GMT

Hi this is my first LJ entry!