Prompts

"Honestly, Hermione, if you just put this on your hair it will help bring out the dimension in your brunette," Ginny said exasperatedly, they'd been discussing this for 40 minutes.

"But Ginny," Hermione whined, or as close as Hermione ever gets to whining, "It smells bad!"

"It's only vinegar!"

"Can't we use apple cider? That's just really really fresh vinegar."

"No. Now sit still."

A chase ensued.

New Word: prompt

The giggling Lily struggled to escape her father's arms, fleeing towards the back door, which, unfortunately for her, was locked. Harry smiled easily, holding up the girl's night dress.

'Lily, come now, no games. Go to bed. You don't want me to tell Father, do you?'

'No, Daddy...' Lily said softly, but she didn't move.

'Come here, Lily,' Harry prompted.

'But, Daddy! I'm not tired!'

'Then I shall give you a tiredness potion,' Severus told her sternly as he walked into the room. He wrapped an arm around Harry's waist. 'You should know better than to trouble you're Daddy.'

'I'm sowwy, Father,' Lily sniffed. 'I'm going to bed now.'

'Good girl,' Severus smiled and picked her up. 'Why don't you go to bed, Harry? You look tired.'

'But, Severus...' Harry whined. 'I'm not tired!'

Next word: Insane.

"Are you insane? Off your nutters? Completely and utterly demented!?" Ron chastised, in a very unconvincing father-who's-dealing with-marrying-off-his-daughter voice.

Harry had his knees pulled up, hugging them tight in his chest, staring at the letter precariously perched at the edge of his four-poster bed.. He wasn't at all surprised that Ron would lash out like this.

"Ron...be reasonable..." Harry pleaded in a down, defeated voice.

"Malfoy, Harry! You've been seeing Malfoy! I don't...I can't even believe or think about what you've been doing with him!" he yelled from across the room. A defensive vein in Harry's forehead popped.

"What's it to you who I date, huh? Better yet, who I love!? Haven't you even considered for one second that maybe...maybe I was happy? Happy that Draco had been a thousand times better at listening to and caring for me? Do you even know how much I've suffered!?" Harry choked out the last word as a sob that pierced through Ron.

Next word: Allure

"Harry!" Ginny screeched like a howler monkey.

"Yes dear," he replies tiredly, this pregnancy was killing them both.

"Have you gotten the mail yet today?"

"Yes dear."

"Then where is my Allure? It was supposed to be here today."

"I don't know Gin, Maybe it's runnong a day late."

"No Harry James it is NOT running a "day late" I checked onlineand it said it would be here at this house by exactly 3:00 pm today!"

"Ginny," he said quasi-calmly, "The mail gets delivered at noon, so it will probably not be here until tomorrow."

"oh. okay. But what about my Cosmo?"

New Word: Right Said Fred (the band that sings I'm too sexy)

George glared at his brother menacinly. "I thought you said you where buying tonight!"

Fred returned the stare and sighed. "Right. Sure whatever. Two beers please," he directed this to the bar tender. "But you get the second pick of the girls." He was staring at a particular table that seated three beautiful chicks. Following Freds eyes, he saw them and smiled.

"As long as I get one!"

New Word: Stampede

The trio where in Africa, walkin along the Savana, Ron stoped all of the suddent and turned back "what is that? Whats causing all of that dust?" Harry and Hermione stoped not far from them was a cloud of dust reaviling a couple of water buffalos aproaching them at full speed, they felt the ground tremble under their feet, Hermione and harry widened their eyes and started to back away. Ron wasn't moving he was still trying to figure out what was hapening, Hermione pulled Ron from his arm "RUN"
"why?"
"Because they will stomp us Ronald" and tthat was good enough for Ron to start running. The large animals quickly reached them they could hear the animal high breathing in no time they could feel the hot breath in their necks, their legs where starting to get num, the faster they tried to run the slower they felt they where going, and just wen they thought they where gonners, the buffalo stoped. "wait...wait...they stopped" said Harry with difficulty, "What happend?" asked Ron, "it was a stampede something must've scare them?" Harmione managed to say.
"well at least we got our exercise of the day " said Harry.

New Word: Claws

Her mouth found mine, pressing against it with so much passion, I could barely think of anything else. .. As if I'd want to. She was finally kissing me. My hand quickly moved from the bottom of her shirt, to the potion's desk, knocking over the Crow Claws that were sitting next to us, as I leaned back, forcing her to lay on top of me.

Her hand, grazed the side of my neck, her fingers dancing over it lightly. And then, just when I thought it couldn't get any better.... .. it stopped.

She stopped. Why did she stop?

As if reading my mind she looked up at me grinning, and stuck her tongue out at me, "Well Hermione Granger, I never thought you'd be such a great kisser." And she kissed me softly on the cheek, turning away.


New Word: Emergency

"Come on Hermy Please!"
"No Ronald I will not help fgeed your addiction."
"But Mione it's an emergency!"
"Oh yeah?" she whirled to face him, "What's the emergency?"
"Well see...um... it's Ginny! Yeah, Ginny, she's in the hospital and she.. um... she needs some really rare um... herbs to heal her and you know well um, you know we don't have much money so I thought that maybe since you.... um well don't not have much money you might um help me out. Please?"
"I'm having dinner with Ginny tonight, Ron, we just spoke by floo not twenty minutes ago. Nice try though."
"But Mione I need them!"
"No you don't."
"I really really really do."
"Ron, be serious!"
"I am without them I die!"
"I've never heard of someone dieing from lack of chocolate frogs."

New Word: Daisy

Ron glanced up from his Quidditch magazine as the walls began to shake slightly from the force of his mother's bellowing. Upon hearing the names 'Fred and George,' he grimaced, knowing that it would be at least a half an hour before she stopped yelling. He stood with magazine in hand, slipping out the front door to find a quieter place to finish reading about the Cannon's new Keeper.

He walked to the field that was near the Burrow, sitting under a shady tree. The wind blew through his ginger hair, and he lifted his face to it, closing his eyes and imagining that he was on his broom. After the wind passed, he let out a sigh of boredom, returning to his magazine.

A short time later, a snatch of music tickled and teased his ears, and he glanced up with brows furrowed, wondering where it came from.

A blonde girl was skipping through the field, gathering daisies and singing softly to herself. Ron's mouth dropped open as he watched the blond hair twirl and sparkle in the afternoon sunlight, the girl's light, summer robes swirling around her bare feet. He didn't recognize the song she was singing, but it was light and airy, somehow evoking the image of a cherry tree in bloom.

The magazine slipped from his numb fingers as she turned around, revealing her wide, pale eyes and misty smile.

In that moment, Ron fell in love with Luna Lovegood.


New word: full moon.

Remus let out a soft hiss of annoyance, turning around to face the black-haired boy behind him. His eyes, a pale amber, searched the other's frantically.

'What are you doing here, Sirius?' His voice was bitter, and his tone sharp and unforgiving.

'It's the full moon tonight,' Sirius explained. 'I've come to keep you company.'

'I'm fine on my own,' Remus snapped, tuning away again.

'No, you aren't!' Sirius pulled him back. 'Wormtail's in the Hospital Wing again, and James had to go home for an emergency. I'm the only one left to help you!'

'Just leave me alone,' Remus growled, his temper rising. 'I don't need you, you traitor.'

'Moony,' Sirius begged. 'I'm sorry, okay? It was just a joke! Snivellus is fine! James saved him. No one was hurt!'

'No one was hurt?!' straw coloured hair flying, Remus whirled around, his amber eyes ablaze with fury. 'In case you haven't noticed, Snape knows what I am now! He could tell anyone! ANYONE!'

'Dumbledore swore him to secrecy,' Sirius countered. He looked around. They were in a small dingy room in the Shrieking Shack. The sun outside had set a few minutes ago, and darkness was falling. Ever so slowly, the tip of the full moon appeared over the horizon.

'It has begun,' Sirius whispered, quickly transforming into Padfoot as painful tremors shook Remus' entire body.


Next word: Height

Asaelia watched Snape stalk past with a small, concentrated look as she pondered her next move. A second later, she clapped her hands together in delight and conjured some stilts, on which she climbed upon and walked after the brooding Professor.

Now as tall as the Professor, she grinned happily. Planning her next mvoe as she followed him closely ...

Next word: Dreamy

Hermione sat quietly outside the casttle , she was reading, as usual, her concentration was suddently interrupted by steps, Hermione looked up, a boy with dark black hair and white pale skin perfectly combine with green eyes was passing by, Hermione looked at him as if he was moving in slow motion the wind was dancing with his hair, he was the most dreamy boy she had ever seen, he turned green eyes and looked at her and gave her a slightly smile.

Next word:disgusting

With a clatter, Dumbledore pushed a large plate of desert in front of Severus.

'My boy,' he sighed. 'This is my secret to power!'

'...Ice cream?' Severus snorted. 'It looks disgusting.'

'Just eat it, my boy!'

'No thanks.'

'Eat it.'

'...Fine.'

Severus shoved a bit into his mouth, chewed, and then swallowed. He paused for a second, and then stood.

'Just as I thought. Disgusting.'

He made his way out of the Great Hall, and into the kitchens. When a house elf ran to his side, he sneered down at it.

'I want you to get me ice cream. Lots and lots of ice cream!'

Next word: Potatoes.

"But Ginny...!" Hermione practically whined.
"No Hermione."
"Pleassse?"
"It's just not right!"
"But it's really reallly realllllly unbelievably good."
"No."
"O come on. Try something new, Harry'll like it!"
"Really?"
"Really."
"Alright," she said defeated," we'll make deep fried potatoes."
"They're called French Fries."
"Whatever."

New Word: dizzy

Harry was reading when the door slammed open. Ginny, in all her Weasley glory, pranced into the room and looked around.

"Harry!" she exclaimed when she saw him. "I was looking for you!"

She took his hand and pulled him from the bed he was sitting on, but when she went to hug him, he flinched away. Huffing, Ginny frowned. She always got what she wanted.

"Oh, Harry," she sighed. "I fear I'm feeling a bit dizzy! Catch me!"

But just as she fell, Ron was thrown into the room with a loud crash. "And don't come back!" Hermione yelled after him.

Distracted, Harry could only stare at Ron as he got up while Ginny fell to the floor. She shrieked and cried, standing and running from the room.

"Women," Ron muttered. "So annoying."

Next word: Change

Ron kiss Hermione passionately as he gently lower her to his bed, both forgetting that Ron’s family and Harry were down stairs. Ron felt Hermiones hands caressing his hair, he slipped his right hand under her shirt and slowly began to slide his hand on her stomach, Hermione felt his hand traveling more up dragging her shirt along, she could feel butterflies in her insides her heart was biting faster and her nerves got the best of her.
"Wait”
Ron looked in to her eyes “What wrong?"
"what if everything changes after this... what if you no longer ...want"
"I will always love you, no matter what"
Hermione gave a smile, for some reason she believed him.
She took his shirt of and kiss him.
"Hey Ron your mum- wow- ho- sorry-um" at that moment the magic was broken, Harry opened the door and caught a shirtless Ron on top of a very surprised Hermione. Harry quickly closed the door feeling very embarrass
"um... your...your mum wants you down for breakfast"
"we will be right down"
"I think you should hurry, your mum might come up"

Next word: computer

I watched him stare blankly at the large screen. "You see! This is the virtual tour." I pointed to a small box that showed the campus, library (which I was enthralled by), and even the nice cafeteria.

"I just don't get why you didn't apparate there, Hermione. Muggles are so strange. . . watching a tour." I smiled at him and shrugged.

"Yes, I do wonder how they get by without using magic, but growing up with them, and not knowing of magic, I did perfectly fine! Now they have the internet. It is actually interesting, Draco. You should try it out some time." I closed my ancient computer and he laughed at me.

"You find everything interesting. . . But that's what I love about you."

Next Word: Balogna

What to have? what to have? I thought staring into our fridge at 4:28 AM on a Thursday, it's okay I was up this late I am on maturnity leave after all, a sandwich.
So i got out all the perfect ingredients to suit my cravings. Pickles, cheese, mushrooms, bolagna, swiss steak, chocolate, and green olives (black olives make me puke right now) I piled it all onto the slices of bread (cinnamon raisin swirl) and slapped it onto a plate to take into the bedroom and eat.
"Mmm, what've you got there love?" Draco asked turning over and nearly poking out his eye on my wedding ring.
"a sandwich, want a bite?"
"Sure," he took a healthy bite of what I thought was quite a tasty burger... I mean sandwich, "Hermione, dear, what did I just put in my mouth?"
"My sandwich! Didn't you like it?" and my eyes began to water and my lip began to tremble.
"Oh no I did! I did! Here let me have some more!"
Man, when I'm pregnant I can get him to do anything.

New Word: Queen (in reference to the band, only)

"Hmm," I thought as I sat in the doctors office. My baby was due in three weeks and I had to get one last check up.

"Granger, Hermione?" I looked at my nurse and smiled while attempting to get out of the chair without bringing it up with my widened hips.
"Right this way dear."
I followed and Draco came with me, holding my hand.
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"You should be having a healthy baby here shortly. You are free to go." He smiled and we trodded out of the gynocologists office.
"I am so excited!!" I couldn't help but to be nervous either, but I couldn't wait to see our child. We took a car (yes, a muggle car because we were afraid aparating could give our baby a birth defect like it said in Your Magical Child Magazine) and I popped in a cd, blasting the volume up as loud as it went.

"B B B... ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST... B B B... ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST." I sang a long and banged my head to Queen. Draco flipped out and put his hand on my forhead, then on my bloated stomach and said, trying to speak over my music, "I can't tell if those are contractions, or the base!"

I could tell. It wasn't the base, and three hours later, we had a beautiful baby boy in our arms.

New Word: Lamp

I stared blankly at the lamp, I was in shock, out of words. Harry put his shirt back on, grabbed his glasses, walked around the bed towards to me, sit on my side "this was'nt wrong, we love each other-"
"we are supposed to hate each other to death, if my house finds out I will be tortured, what is worst if the Dark Lord find out I'm dead. You'r house at the most will stop talking to you."
"I won't let that happen" I saw a determind look I've never seen before.
"We should go, I'll go first" I got up took a step, returned and kissed Harry, I got out, leaving Harry alone in the room of requierments.

New Word: Dance

A text message situation:

DracoM to HermioneG: Hey, where are you?
HermioneG to DracoM: I am at the Gryffindore Party. Wishing you could be here.
DracoM to HermioneG: Well I would love to be there, but if they are going to be there, then I am not. I don't want to talk about it- so what's going on there? It cannot be too much fun, with it being Gryffindor and all.
HermioneG to DracoM: Um... Okay then. Well it actually very fun! I wish you were here-- I would be making you dance.
DracoM to HermioneG: Oh yeah? I don't think anyone can get me to do anything!
HermioneG to DracoM: Oh well. I would be- I love this song! It's Shake It-- Sort of dirty though.
DracoM to HermioneG: So you want to dirty dance with me? Haha
HermioneG to DracoM: What? I didn't say that at all....
Draco M to HermioneG: Well you said you would be making me dance, then you said that the song was dirty. Put two and two together and you can see that you just told me you want to dirty dance with me.
HermioneG to DracoM: No! I was just commenting on the music selection.

(She blushes slightly. Thinking about dancing with Mafloy)

New word: Koi

I love taking pictures of my kids, seriously. Chrisanthimum (Draco's Great-Great-Great-Great Grandmum's name)who is five and Aidan (my Grandfather's name) who is ten and Draco and I are all at this big beautiful hotel in Tokyo.
"Mummy," she's so swet as she tugs on my dress.
"Yeah Chris?"
"What are those funny spotty fish?"
"Those are called Koi, love," Draco answered.
"Who died and made you mum?" Aidan asked in an amzing imitation of his father as a boy.
"Watch you mouth, your mother's taught you better than that," Draco sad, Aidan thought his father was being quite stern but I could tell Draco was holding back a smile.
"Sorry," and there's the "too sweet to punish pout"(TM).
"Yes well, just don't do it again, and please take your sister over to watch the Koi, yeah?"
And off they went, both of their blonde curly hair bouncing as they go.
"Where does he get these things?" Draco asks me quietly.
"Their Uncles," I smirk.
"Potter," he sighs, " I'll kill them both if they think they can taint my son."
"Draco it wasn't that bad," I said he seemed to be over-reacting a bit to me.
"No but it wasn't very adventageous to him either, it was brave and stupid, Gryffindor tendencies."

New Word: strawberry

"Hermione! Her- Oh, there you are!" Draco gasped as he grabbed my arm very hard.
"Are you alright?" I asked, a bit taken back by his nervousness.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be alright?" Of course, he was trying to play cool, to pretend nothing was wrong.
"Okay- Well help me find the best strawberries over here."

We were in the flea market looking for strawberries. Why, one may ask? We were craving angel food cake and I said that the best cake requires the best strawberries. So my husband and I, Mr. and Mrs. Draco Malfoy, were walking about the muggle booths with a purpose.

"Here, try this." I grabbed two strawberries from a plate in the closest booth and handed him one. He swallowed and said, "Those are great, let's get them and leave!" But I didn't agree. They weren't sweet enough for my liking.
"Eh, let's keep looking." I watched him out of the corner of my eye. He was shifty, looking in one direction, then quickly averting his gaze, then averting it again continuously. "Are you sure everything's fine, Draco? You're all shifty and suspicious looking!"

He forced a laugh, "You're delerious, love." He reached out towards the next samples and popped one into his mouth after shoving one in my face. "Mhmm- Good!" I smiled and said, once again, "Let's keep looking."

Draco's face seemed to scream panic, but he kept quiet. "What is your problem!" I stared at him for a few seconds without him answering.

"Here you go sir- One flat please." I handed the man our muggle money and he placed a crate of Strawberries in my hands. "Thank you!"

We walked out to the parking lot (sure we were going to aparate but walking straigt into an empty alley was suspicious looking) and I asked him once more, "What was wrong in there?" He looked down, kicked at the ground lightly and muttered incoherently. I raised and eyebrow and said, "Pardon me? I didn't catch that?" He sighed and turned pink in the face.
"Everyone, and by that I mean everyone creepy, in that place was staring at me. I would be looking around and I would notice someone looking at me! I would look around and see them staring, most likely plotting out their muggle ways to follow me and murder us!"

Idiot.

New word: Sandal

Twirling, whirling, gliding, skipping.

Her hair was twirled in a spiral, tightly around her index finger. Her short, white sun dress whirled around her thighs as she spun ever-so-gracefully around in a circle; her long slightly tanned legs propelling her closer towards me, slowly but still making some-sort of progress.

She's perfect, in every way, I remembered myself thinking, a small smile on myself. From her white sandals, to her brown hair. Perfect.

And then her left sandal flew from her foot, and tripped her, forcing her to fall face first in the sand. I burst into roaring laughter, I remember. Yep.. I remember well.

New word: Dream

"NO, NO, PLEASE STOP" I cried. The burning chains around my wrists and ankels painfully tident(spll?) each time I pull. The roaring laughthers of the Dark Lord echoed. A blood splattered Harry was infront of me with his arms and legs teid, Crusiod by Voldemort, Bella making his skind rippe from the inside out.
"Let Viper go" hoarsely said Harry, splattering blood.
"You will die,harry Potter, and soon after this traidor will follow" Voldemort asured with glee.
I could hear a voice in the distance saying "Viper, Viper" I couldn't tell if it was a male or female, but it could've been help.
I tryed screaming "help" but my voice would abondoned me, the word would get stuck in my troat. Desperation started to eat my heart, Harry was now unconscious, tears started to fall down my cheecks.
I took a deep breath, I was determined to scream and be heard, but before I could scream the Dark Lord hissed "Avada Kedavra" a flash of green light hit Harry. "no, no, no" my heard sunk.
"Viper,Viper" the voice was getting stronger, the Dark Lord hold me from my arms and started shaking me, it felt so real, my heart was in fears hands.
"VIPER, WAKE UP"
I opened my eyes and saw Harry, perfectly fine, I touched his chest for wounds, there where non. I buried my face in his chest as he wraped his arms around me "Its ok I'm here, Viper, you were having a bad dream"
"how do you know it was a bad dream?"
"you where whimpering, and you started to cry" Harry whiped a small tear from my eye. " What where you dreaming? I cuoldn't wake you up.

New word: Dog