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Lucky Number SevenThe chosen one,Lucky Number Seven by inkstaineddove
Born on the seventh month,
On the day that it died.
Their beautiful seven children,
One that they will forever miss.
Dumbledore and evil Pivet Drive,
Putting out seven lights,
As we met him and McGonagall.
Weasley with their seven lettered name,
How seven loves them.
Ginny the seventh of seven children,
The first girl in seven generations.
Poor Thaddeus Thurkell,
With seven children,
Seven years at Hogwarts,
Full of magic,
Seven people out of the Shreaking Shack,
Once Wormtail was found.
Leading up to the Stone.
Vain Gilderoy Lockhart's,
Seven books of lies.
Seven ghosts of Hogwarts,
Always moaning or throwing Death-Day parties.
The ballisk attacked seven victims.
Seven Muggles spotted Ron and Harry,
In the Ford Angelina.
Brave Gryffindor even beat,
Sly Slytherin for the first time,
In seven years.
Tom Riddle's middle name
Has seven letters in it.
Seven Malfoy Manor prisoners.
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Sins of the Puppet Master (7) BleachSins of the Puppet Master (7) Bleach by ThoughtCriminal320
“Speak softly and carry a big stick.” -Theodore Roosevelt
The fine golden metal scrollwork of the tiny vial glittered in the dim candlelight of the Slytherin common room.
“So where were the spiders, when the fly tried to break our balls?
Just the beer light to guide us.
So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?”
I carefully removed the stopper from the sparkling crystal container of 'Felix Felicis' and sniffed its contents. An image flashed through my head of a laughing brown-haired girl sipping a drink. Crystal Pepsi. Sugar and water with a few other things added. Worthless. Goddamn. Garbage.
“Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were Voodoo.
The kids was just crass, he was the naz,
With God given ass.
He took it all t
Tonks and Lupin: Until the Very End13. Rock BottomTonks and Lupin: Until the Very End by PirateGal4
It was with a heavy heart that Tonks, who hadn't slept a wink, greeted the dawn.
Her feet hit the floor, and like a robot she went about her morning routine of getting dressed, cleaning herself up, and making the bed.
But when she walked into the kitchen, she opened the cupboard only to be greeted with the sight of pancake mix. Her mind carried her back to the happy mornings she and Lupin shared just after they were married, having desert pancakes for breakfast. Quickly she slammed the cupboard door again, both on the memories and the cabinet.
She marched out of the kitchen without eating at all, grabbed her robes, wand, tied her boots in record time, and all but ran out the door.
Lying awake all night the night before after crying all her tears, Tonks had made a firm resolution to herself that she was not going to let Lupin once more turn her into the ghost of herself that she had been when he left the first time.
She refused to turn into that ag
The Adventures of Harriet Potter: Year 3 - Ch27(All characters and locations within belong to J.K. Rowling unless otherwise stated.)The Adventures of Harriet Potter: Year 3 - Ch27 by the-mind-of-kleinnak
The Servant of Lord Voldemort
“Priorities are always subjective.”
General (ret.) Jigme Dorji Wengshuk
“George!?” Erica gasped.
George blushed as red as his hair, but smiled. “Yeah, it’s me,” he replied, his wand still trained on Black.
Black meanwhile was paying George no mind. He was too busy trying to free Professor Lupin.
“My knife,” Sirius asked holding out a hand to Erica and Hermione.
Harriet expected George to protest, but he lowered his wand. Hermione nervously handed over the knife. Black took it and promptly cut Professor Lupin loose.
Professor Lupin rubbed his wrists and face. “Thank you, George,” Professor Lupin said.
“Nah, I’ve wanted to get one over on that git for ages,” George said. “Fred’ll never bel
The Adventures of Harriet Potter: Year 3 - Ch26The Adventures of Harriet Potter: Year 3 - Ch26 by the-mind-of-kleinnak
(All characters and locations within belong to J.K. Rowling unless otherwise stated.)
“There are some bonds of friendship that can never be broken.”
General (ret.) Jigme Dorji Wengshuk
A dumbstruck look passed over Dora’s face. “Jessica?” she asked, blinking. “No, it’s Dora… Jessica’s my mother.”
Black shook his head as if shaking off a fly. “You… you look just like her…”
“Don’t listen to him, Dora,” Ronnie said keeping her wand trained on Black. Dora’s own had been faltering from her surprise at Black’s statements.
Black gave his head another shake and touched the spot on his forehead, wincing. Scabbers meanwhile was frantically struggling in his cage, gnawing on the thin bars. Hermione was fumbling with the knots still. Harriet grunted into
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