I am innocent. I just observe the corrupted.
Today has been one of those amazing days where all the little things have made me smile. Like when I saw some family friends snowballing with their dad.
Bet you didn't think you'd see any of this story again. I'm rubbish at writing. I apologise. I woke up with a raging headache on boxing day.
Eating all the chocolates in my advent calendar in preparation for the end of the world..
The hilarious moment when you manage to get your friend to say 'With kinky scars all over his body' just when someone is walking past. @Noonington.
Five years. It had been five years to the day since you told me you loved me. That thought was what filled my sentimental mind as I stared into your warm, loving, perfect brown eyes in that moment.
Those awesome days when it feels like Christmas even though it's not and you're super happy and hyper. And can't get to sleep....
No matter how numb the anaesthetic made your lip, do NOT chew it. Because the anaesthetic will wear off. And your lip will swell. A lot..
~~~Mega Nerdy Statement Alert~~~ ~Please leave now if you're unable to handle this.~ The Doctor could tell you anything and you'd believe it because he's so supermega... clever.
Is it just the guys I talk to, or do all guys have really fragile egos?.
When you think you have strange habits then you find out everyone else does it too..
When life is good you really can't appreciate how much better it is than when life was bad. You're only content but you don't complain..
I pulled out of a box a... Red silk, white fluff trimmed thong. He burst out laughing at the look on my face. I looked at Melissa and saw her holding the same thing as me.
'What's wrong?' James muttered in my ear. We were sat in the Gryffindor common room listening (or, in my case, not) to our friends talk about anything and everything.
A nice little poem i wrote in response to one @Rimini wrote to me. Don't ask. It was on the spot. Cato oh Cato What dost thou love. Maybe oh maybe It's a sheepskin glove.
You know someone means the world to you when you'd rather admit you're wrong than risk losing them again..
He pulled away and I was left really quite breathless. 'Sorry.' I apologised because James clearly wasn't going to and because that probably wasn't the best time.
I'm sorry I haven't written much recently but here is a nice long chapter to make up for my rubbishness. Hope you like it. I stepped inside and felt like I'd never breathe again. In a good way.
Making a scathing comment about a pathetic 'I still love you even though you broke my heart' post because I'm the baddest of all the men. And I'm not even a man. Like a boss..
You know the one word game where you take it in turns to say a word and end up with a story. Well this is the unofficial product of my English lesson today.
I'm writing a lot of fanfic stuff at the minute. I wrote this Dr Who fic for @alligatorsky 's birthday. Enjoy:) The queen. He should have known. He knew she held a grudge against him. He knew.
I sighed heavily and went downstairs, out of my old room, hoping either Alice or Sirius were down there so I could be doing something worthwhile and a little reckless. Instead I found a fight.
Im sorry. I took ages. But the next chapter's here. At last. Sorry. Honest. I wandered through all my lessons that day, lost in my own thoughts.
The next Order meeting I saw that Dumbledore had taken my advice and there were the two 7th year prefects from each house (except Slytherin).
James Potter. Head Boy. He wasn't even a prefect. And that meant- oh god, I had to share a dormitory with him. Just him. Just great.
Suddenly I needed to get away from there. Away from the place that reminded me so strongly of when we were all whole. I felt sick. Six empty weeks.
No. The Dark Mark. Above my house. No. Not possible. That meant my parents and Tuney were- Not dead, cried a desperate voice inside of me. But what was I supposed to do.
We got our test results back the day before term ended. I think I was the only one who was surprised that I got top of the class in almost everything. I wasn't looking forward to going home.
A weird sensation pulled me out of unconsciousness.
In my misery and lack of anything else to do I threw myself into the Remus mystery with renewed determination.
Thought I'd do an opuss thanking you guys for reading my fanfiction. I actually can't believe so many people ate reading it and appreciating it. Yay for my fellow potterheads and iloveyouallsomuch<3.
My head hurt. My eyes hurt. My chest hurt. My ribs hurt. My shoulders hurt. Let's face it. I was hurt. It felt worse than a hangover. Because I think I knew, even then, that I'd never heal.
My brother thinks killing things is fun. I'll remind him of that when he gets reaped for the hunger games..
Dammit. Mum found my secret stash of cookies and Cheddars. Crap..
In the dark with creepy clocks. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. On and on goes the clock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Round and round goes the clock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Keeps on going, never stops. Tick.
'Lily. What the hell is up with you?' groaned Jody in the morning. Suffice to say she really wasn't a morning person. Also suffice to say, I had not had a wink of sleep that night.
Trish woke me by dumping a bowl of freezing water over me. I gasped like a fish out of water and spewed out a stream of expletives that would make a sailor blush.
*raining* Me: I'm so fit I made the sky wet. Brother: What. So the sky's a guy. Me: Yeah. When it snows it's the sky ejaculating. That's what the end of school dies to you.
Potter awoke at my uncontrollable laughing fit as did Melissa. She shrieked with breathless laughter which might possibly have tipped him off that something wasn't right.
I was walking home the other day and for some reason I sniffed my hand. It smelt familiar so I sniffed it again to see if I could place the smell.
Shame on you. Isn't that fun to say. Or is that just me. I haven't heard anyone day it in AGES. Also, shall and shan't. When people say that I burst out laughing because I barely ever hear it. :).
The Angel of Darkness reaps only those who stray from the path of certainty. ~Rimini Porter Mwahahaha.
When you open a window and the light pours in and you have the urge to sing Good Morning Baltimore. Yup. I did that and got a few funny looks..
We were sitting in the common room by the fire, The Marauders' usual spot, to wait for them. 'I still think this is way too badass for your style Lily.' 'But it's fun Lissy. That's the point.
I was on my way to meet The Marauders with Melissa. 'You're going on a date. With James.' she squealed. I sighed. She just didn't get it. 'No. It's not a date. Seeing as it's with all The Marauders.
I have Angry Shoes. They're all the Rage. (got this off @noonington).
'Evans' It was Potter. I'd been feeling a bit better these past few days. His voice only caused a mild headache now. 'What?' I was feeling irritable.
We were sitting down and had begun to pile food on our plates when The Marauders came in. I prepared myself to publicly slight Potter again but they walked straight past. I stared at Melissa in shock.
'Lissa. Lissa, did you hear?' 'Oh. Being civil again now are we?' What the hell. She was the one suggesting that things were different than they were. 'Actually no.
When you wake up in the middle of the night to go to the loo and you have know sense of balance at all and can't see a thing. Pain. Lot's of pain..
It's unnatural how loads of my friends (3) have just got boyfriends really recently.
Of course Potter got picked for the triwizard tournament. Perfect Potter who can do no wrong. And he asked me to the Yule Ball. I can't believe he hasn't got the message yet. He's an idiot.
My dearest Jocelyn: It is strange to think,I have not seen you in a month. I have seen the new moon,but not you. I have seen sunsets and sunrises,but nothing of your beautiful face.
I only found out today that I'm so unmemorable and boring that someone who was supposed to be one of my best friends has no recollection at all that all of last year we spent almost all our classes...
#household You grow old and weary. Clouded with the blood you have spilt. Your once perfectly smooth, clear complexion has wavered and sagged. The invisible shield you provide is weakening.
I can't take it anymore. The only person who will listen is a ghost. She was killed by my master's basilisk.
Harry Potter fanfic. I sit here quietly, in a dark alcove. Enjoying the solitude of being unnoticed. I watch students and teachers hurry past.
So I'm a recently converted Drarry shipper. I apologise to people who are against it's them but I just read an adorable Drarry story and I now ship them sooooo much.
When your friend gets pissed at someone and you really want to shout BEEF but stop yourself because they're your friend and you want to keep it that way..
I returned Returned for you But I was spurned Spurned into The hostile night Night so cold The ice winds turned Turned me old If you ever cared Cared about me Why did you have to Have to toss me...
When my Grandma is staying at my house, the best words in the world are: Pyjamas on but don't clean your teeth. Because I know it means I'm getting cake..
You are the sunlight, the starlight and the moonlight. You showed my hopelessly blind eyes sight. You're a blazing fire in my world of darkness and desolation.
Yay for shocking people by going from top of the class in science to third from bottom and getting Ds. Thankfully there's another test where our best mark is recorded. Hopefully I won't fail my...
I smiled when I thought of him. The stranger I didn't know and would never meet again. Jake. That's what he said his name was. He probably lied about it, most people do in these places but still...
Do you ever think how lonely it would be to be an evil super villain. Or is that just me?.
If love is a platform on which all ranks meet then why do you not catch popular people having crushes on unpopular people?.
You say you don't like how I look I say I'm sorry You say you don't like how I act I say I'm sorry You say you don't like how I speak I say I'm sorry You say you don't like how I think I say I'm...
I love those days where everything makes you cry happy tears and you can appreciate just how amazing life is..
Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. ~Edna St. Vincent Milay.
Why is Opuss not in spellcheck?.
Wouldn't it be awkward if you liked or reposted your own opuss. People would think you were very full of yourself..
World issues Finances What about me.
I trail my fingers through the clear water. Letting the familiarity of the cool caress sooth me.
I believe in the afterlife because it's too painful not to..
There's something so enticing about a hopeless case. Like battling on when all the world's against you. And if you win, you're a hero. That's why I took the mission. I don't like the term 'mission'.
Pen dry. Drip Drip. Inspiration withered. Drip Drip. Voice lost. Drip Drip. Lips cracked. Drip Drip. Slavery sealed..
My wrists are raw and bleeding from struggling against my chains. My hair is plastered to my forehead and saturated with sea water. My eyes sting with the salty spray and my heart thumps faster.
I was telling my mum about the Baden Powell Award adventure: giant monopoly around London.
The light has been unrelenting for three days now. Three days. Where did the nights go. I miss the dark. Nothing but the sound of rain on the roof.
The bubbling brook. The shimmering stream. The radiant river. I'm all alone. No one wanted to come with me so I came alone. Standing by the river, locked from view by the grassy veil. Solitude.
I stare at the mirror. New school. New clothes. New life. New face. I'm not used to being ginger. Last time was a redhead was years ago. Actually the hair's pretty cool.
Mad Millie May. Bad Millie May. Sad Millie May. Did you hear. The new girl. Yes. Her parents. Dead. And her brother. Dead too. Recently. Yes. Foul play suspected. And nobody knows anything else. No.
Basic minds talk about people Average minds talk about events Great minds talk about ideas I'm not sure who said that but... There you go..
Warning. Language. So if you don't like strong language then don't read this. XD Have a nice day:) The pain pulses in electric waves through my body.
Unrequited love *sigh*.
We all jumped and looked around frantically for the source of the voice but found nobody. 'Don't be frightened, my dears. We're just going to be playing a little game.
You think it's funny You're so sly To keep me running No reason why. You get your kicks By making me twirl Poke me with sticks I'm just a girl.
I swayed on my feet as a pounding headache threatened to make me keel over. I blinked. The scene before me was confusing. Seven people were sat on big metal chairs. Almost like thrones.
Who thinks we should do and Opuss convention. It could be called pussycon. Teehee. Seriously though it would be amazing..
Please let me rest. My aching lips. My water's dry. Not a sip. I've been going all day. From morning till night. It's practically slave labour. It just isn't right. The deafening boom. From all sides.
Hey Rachel. How do you say your last name. Ashkablte ... Okay. The Ownsworth is silent. This is an actual conversation I had..
Do you ever dream about someone then it's really awkward with them the next day. WHY DO I ALWAYS DREAM ABOUT PEOPLE?!.
Why do I always read 'picking flowers' as 'pickling flowers'?.
It's only when you make a list of all the fictional characters you're in love with and have to shrink the pictures to fit them all on an A4 page that you realise quite how sad you are..
That little girl She's blind you know Can't see beyond Her own eyes Feels nothing but despair at night Her fear of pain is her only friend In her battle against her life Why do her friends always...
The Music. Nobody talks about it but it is constantly in everyone's minds. People don't tell you if they've heard it because... well because it means they're cursed.
Opuss is stuck Just my luck I just wanted to like But stuck bugs must strike Now what can I do. I must write for you.
The night was falling around me as were the weary, drunken bodies of the wimps who lacked staying power. The heady potions the evening saw me consume had delivered me oddly alert to the enticing...
'Dear Algebra, Please stop asking me to find your X, she's gone. P.S. I don't know Y' ~@Noonington She wrote it on the back of a maths test. She is a legend..
You're so tiny, you're so small, It seems you're barely there at all, Somehow your size is the death of you, Something so small can't have feelings, is their view, Broken bodies between the...
Cheerful, bubbly, Permanent smile, A person who's company Is always worthwhile. She cares for others, She's a person you can trust, You can talk around her Whatever, she's not fussed.