Writings by Pluto

I'm Salty but I'll live

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A Masterlist for my Masterlist...

Harry Potter Oneshots

[armedjoy]

[sculptingsuccess]

Look we all want a robo dog but if you kill someone with a sledgehammer to steal theirs, they are going to find you. There’s no way a 75k$ dog doesn’t have gps

[wotsukai-leftlmao]

we are killing the dog

[purplealchemist]

NO.

ALL DOGS ARE PRECIOUS.

Even robot ones.

[perigeeprincess]

its not a dog, its a machine used and designed for police surveillance and the entire reason they made it dog shaped is so idiots like you would go “awwww robot dog how precious” instead of seeing them as the oppressive tools they are.

we’re killing the fucking dog

[bluelivesaintshit]

[tangent101]

That’s not a robot dog.

It’s a four-legged robot spider.

[riotouseaterofflesh]

It is not a dog, a spider, a chicken, a horse, a fish, a tick, a mosquito, a tapeworm or a baby

It is a weapon

There is nothing morally wrong about breaking weapons that are hurting people for any reason other than to prevent those people from hurting others worse

[roach-works]

the dog robots are fully capable of hurting people, and badly. failsafes that would prevent that have not been installed. the police are deploying a thing out in public that can maim anyone who touches it wrong.

look, when i was a kid i was passionately in love with the idea of robots–that humans would one day create another sort of intelligence to share our world with– and believed very firmly that we should respect and protect all our robot friends from the start, so there would be no violent humans-against-robots revolution or anything.

anyway it turns out that the people trying to keep end-stage capitalism running are really banking on us feeling more love for the robots than for the kind of people they’re going to be using the robots to oppress.

so like. maybe lets all agree right now that if a robot is being used to hurt a person, you need to smash the fucking robot. they’re going to make the robots really cute. they’re going to show us so many movies about how much robots need to be loved. and then they are going to use robots to hurt people.

let’s try not to fall for it, okay?

[rapidashrider]

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What even is this?

[headinthestaticsky]

Resident Evil: Characters I will write for

I will do readers of male, female, and gender neutral!

If there are any characters I missed that you would really want me to write for let me know in the replies and ask! I accept anonymous asks. :)

The Male Characters

Leon Kennedy

Chris Redfield

Albert Wesker

Carlos Oliveira

Luis Sera

Jack Krauser

Billy Coen

(I won't really write for male characters in RE6... mostly because I never finished the game and don't like the game very much lol sorry)

The Female Characters

Jill Valentine

Ada Wong

Claire Redfield

Rebecca Chambers

Sheva Alomar

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So, some errors occurred

Hi! I am sorry I haven't written anything the past 2 days. My laptop seems to be on its last legs. It is like 5 years old so... Yeah I am positive I'll have to get a new one soon...

Thank you for your patience! Have a lovely day/night!

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Back At Hogwarts: Chapter 7

There are lines from the book in my writing, they do not belong to me! Parts of the original plot will also be altered. Images were found on Google and Pinterest!

Also, I try to look for any mistakes in my writing but I do not always catch them.

"It's so cold inside, So hard for a good soul to survive, You can't even trust the air you breathe, 'Cuz Mother Earth wants us all to leave,"

"Lift yourself up, it's a brand new day, So turn yourself round, Don't burn yourself, turn yourself, Turn yourself around to the sun."

Gorillaz, Demon Days.

It seemed the train ride flew by in a flash, the sound of my friend's voices echoed in the compartment. I was flooded with confusion and a nasty throbbing headache. Who were those people, why did they sound so familiar and who were they talking about? I was pulled out of my state of fogginess by Harry shaking me gently.

"We need to get off the train," He said as he grabbed my trunk for me.

"Thanks," I mumbled, I pulled my trunk sluggishly. The chocolate had made me feel better but my limbs still felt a little weak. When we got onto the carriage that smelt faintly of straw and mold I noticed Ron and Hermione looking at us warily. The bullet-like rain was still coming down on us. I shivered in my seat as the carriage moved through the stone path. As the carriage came to a stop we all pulled out our trunks and luggage. As we walked up the cobblestone path a familiar, slippery voice spoke from the darkness.

“You two fainted? Is Longbottom telling the truth? You both actually fainted? Malfoy said as he elbowed Hermione in the ribs to get to us.

"Shove off I don't have the patience to deal with you right now," I growled. He smirked at me and patted my head as if I were I dog, I grabbed his hand and ripped it off of me aggressively.

"Why you little-" He sneered.

“Is there a problem?” Professor Lupin asked as he got out of the carriage.

Malfoy looked at him blankly as he took in Professor Lupins' patched robe and dilapidated suitcase.

"Oh... er no none at all." He smirked as he gestured for Crabbe and Goyle to follow him inside.

Hermione pushed Ron, Harry, and I into the castle quickly hoping to avoid any more trouble. The Great Hall doors had just come into our view when a stern and familiar voice echoed through the hall.

"Potter, Granger, Masters! I want to see all three of you!" McGonagall's voice rang out. We all three pushed through the hoards of people eagerly heading toward the food Ron had followed us.

"Professor McGonagall if something happened to Malfoy I swear it wasn't me," I answered quickly, my nerves felt jumpy yet weak, my legs felt like jelly.

"Oh, no need to look so worried you three, I just want a word in my office. Move along there, Weasley." Before we could say anything to Ron we were ushered away. When we got into her office a warm, radiating heat flowed over toward me. Her fireplace was lit in her small yet tidy office. She motioned for us to sit down as she pulled out a letter.

"Professor Lupin sent an owl saying you two were ill on the train," McGonagall said gesturing toward Harry and I.

A knock on the door stopped us from saying anything. Madam Pomfrey entered a second later.

"I'm fine now-"

"Yeah yeah, we're okay," Harry said interrupting me. His face was flushed something he usually did when he was embarrassed.

"Oh it's you two... do something dangerous have you?" Madam Pomfrey said, her condescending tone set a nerve.

"Oh yeah because we love attracting danger to ourselves," I mumbled rolling my eyes in the process.

"it was a dementor, Poppy, Professor McGonagall explained.

Madam Pomfrey scoffed. "Setting dementors around here... They won't be the last one who collapses! Yes, they're all clammy and cold. They tend to have this effect on people who are delicate-"

"Hey," I said quickly moving her hand off of my head. "

I am not delicate!" Harry exclaimed.

"No no of course not..."

"What do they need, Bed rest or should they be sent to the hospital wing?"

"Will you please listen to us? We are fine now!" I replied quickly before a decision was made. Madam Pomfrey rolled her and stood up.

"Well, they should have some chocolate, at the very least."

"We've already had some. Professor Lupin gave us a whole bar of it." Harry added.

"Ah, finally we have a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor who knows what they're doing!" Madam Pomfrey said happily.

"Are you two sure you're alright?" Professor McGonagall asked sharply.

"Yes Ma'am we're fine," I answered for Harry.

"Very well, please wait outside. I must speak to Miss. Granger about his class schedule."

We had only sat out for a few seconds before Hermione emerged looking extremely happy. McGonagall led us back to the Great Hall, we jogged over to Ron so we could finally eat.

"Aww we missed the sorting," Hermione spoke in a disappointed voice.

Harry and Ron were whispering amongst themselves while Hermione and I awaited for Professor Dumbledore to speak.

"Welcome everyone! Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! Now I'd like to say a few words before we all become befuddled by our excellent feast. First, I'm pleased to welcome Professor R.J Lupin, who has kindly considered filling the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Good luck Professor!" Dumbledore said encouragingly as he gestured toward Lupin.

A round of applause could be heard around the room.

Dumbledore cleared his throat so people knew to quiet down.

"As you will all be aware after their search of the Hogwarts Express, our school is presently playing host to some of the dementors of Azkaban, who are here on Ministry of Magic business." Dumbledore paused, his face seemingly becoming annoyed at the thought of the dementors.

"They are stationed at every entrance to the grounds, and while they're with us, I must tell you that nobody is to leave the school without permission Dementors are not easily fooled creatures, they're not even fooled invisibility cloaks," I smirked and looked at Ron and Harry who seemingly were trying to bite back grins.

"It is not in the nature of a dementor to understand pleading or excused. Therefore warn each and every one of you to give them no reason to harm you. I look to the prefects, and our new Head Boy and Girl to make sure no students run afoul of the dementors," I looked over at Percy, he puffed his chest out and gave a condescending smirk to those around him.

“As to our second new appointment, I am sorry to tell you that Professor Kettleburn, our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, retired at the end of last year in order to enjoy more time with his remaining limbs. However, I am delighted to say that his place will be filled by none other than Rubeus Hagrid! Who has agreed to take on this teaching job in addition to his gamekeeping duties.”

I gasped out of excitement, Ron, Harry, and Hermione had done the same. We then joined in on the clapping that had begun to radiate off the Gryffindor table.

"It makes sense now..." I started.

"What? Harry asked cluelessly.

"Hagrid must've been the one to assign us that demonic biting book."

Ron nodded in agreement with me.

“Well, I think that’s everything of importance. Let the feast begin!”

The mouth-watering food of the kitchen popped into view and we dug into it immediately. The sounds of chatter were all that could be heard around the Great Hall, I pulled into a small bag I had reached for my Astral Spells book. I was in the middle of chapter 1 when an interesting paragraph caught my attention.

Depending on the position of certain stars and planets you can project objects and even yourself to locations you may not have access to!

To master the ability of Astral Projection you must keep track of the different moon and planet fazes. You must wait for night to arrive, and the moon must at least be in its waxing crescent phase.

I felt a nudge on my shoulder breaking me out of my concentration.

"The feast is over Bows don't go falling asleep on me now." Hermione joked. I laughed getting up and putting my book away. We followed Ron and Harry up to the marble staircase to the Fat Lady Portrait.

"Password?' She asked in her dignified voice.

“Coming through, coming through!” Percy called from behind the crowd.

“The new password’s ‘Fortuna Major’!”

“Oh no,” Neville Longbottom mumbled sadly.

"It's okay Neville, I'm sure you'll remember the password eventually," I said trying to comfort him.

The portrait door swung open, Hermione and I ran toward our dorm room whilst bidding Ron and Harry a goodnight. Jinx was waiting for me on my bed, he seemed hungry. I got dressed for bed quickly and eagerly jumped into it. I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Night Mione."

"Night Bowie."

Finally, at my home away from home.

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When He Isn't Always There, Harry x Reader Post Hogwarts.

Authors note: I am not really sure when Harry officially became an Auror so if some ages are off that is why lol.

This is a request, I wanted to thank this lovely individual for giving it to me. I would love to write more requests for people who have them so reply or put in an ask! I mostly write for characters in the Golden Trio Era but I will also do the Mauraders Era if you would like! :)

"If this world were mine I'd give you each day so sunny and blue If you wanted the moonlight, I'd give you that too If this world were mine I'd give you anything."

The World Is Ours, Tokimonsta

I had decided to take Teddy to the field near our home so he could get some energy out and have a picnic. He was only 6 years old so I know he didn't want to be cooped up in a house all day. He was running all over the place, his cotton candy blue hair flew wildly in the breeze. It was hard keeping up with, it seemed he never run out of steam.

"Ugh, Teddy... Aunt Y/N needs a second. She's old now." I fell dramatically on the grass and closed my eyes.

The summer breeze slightly cooled me down. I suddenly felt a weight land on my stomach and I groaned. An abundance of giggles soon followed from its culprit.

"That's it I'm gonna get you!" Teddy quickly got up giggling and screaming in fake terror. I caught him just in time and began to tickle him.

"Mwhaha I got you!" His blue hair getting even lighter in shade. I spun around as I held him. I then sat back down on the grass where I had placed the blanket and food.

"C'mon you little menace let's eat." I jokingly said.

"Okay Aunt Y/N!"

He sat across from me waiting for his food. We had been eating for a few minutes, It was nice to get out of the house for a little bit the fresh air and the smell of flowers and grass were an added bonus. A bittersweet feeling ran through me seeing Teddy turn his mouth and nose into a ducks beak. It was always something his mother did.

"Oh my gosh, Teddy! That's amazing... how long have you been able to do that?" I said in shock, it was the first time he had done it.

"I have been trying to do it for a while! But I haven't done it until today!" HIs little voice rang with excitement.

We had soon finished our little picnic and I had begun packing it up.

"Come on little duck, let's go home." He eagerly grabbed my hand as we walked home.

Timeskip: 2 hours later

The sun had set, the crescent moon had replaced its vibrant light with a subtle glow. Teddy sat on the stool behind the counter eagerly awaiting his small cup of hot chocolate.

"Only you little duck would want hot chocolate in the middle of summer," I said handing him the small steaming cup.

"It is chocolate Aunt Y/N everyone loves that!" He exclaimed a slight lisp could be heard in his words.

"My goodness how could I question the deliciousness of chocolate."

Before Teddy could say anything the door was unlocked and Harry had stepped through. He looked absolutely exhausted and run down.

"Uncle Harry!" Teddy yelled, he carefully got off the stool before running to him. Harry had leaned down to give him a hug.

"Hey buddy, did you have a good day with your Aunt Y/N?"

"Uh-huh, she let me fly around on my toy broom and then took me to the field!"

"We would have stayed here but I think if we did Mr. Teddy here probably would've broken a window." Teddy's hair had turned a deep shade of pink. It was something he did when he was embarrassed. Harry had stood up and given me a quick peck, a smile was on his face. But, something about it seemed forced... it reminded me of when he was in school.

I sat down on the ground next to Teddy, Harry had done the same.

"You wanna show Uncle Harry what you can do now?" Teddy nodded excitingly before his mouth morphed into a duck. Little quacks came out of his beak. I saw Harry give that same bittersweet look I had given.

"Wow look at you, great job buddy!" Teddy had giggled, running up to Harry and pulling him in for a hug. The chiming of the clock took my attention away from the cute scene.

"It's nine o'clock bud, time for bed," I said softly, I knew he never wanted to go to bed on time.

"But Aunt Y/N..." He whined

"No buts, go on now," I replied.

"I can read you a story..." Harry offered wanting to cheer Teddy up a bit.

"Okay!" Teddy said quickly, he grabbed Harry by the hand and quickly ran toward the stairs. Harry stumbled throughout the journey. I laughed at the sight and began to wonder what I would do while everyone else was preoccupied.

Timeskip 30 mintues later

I had decided to clean up the kitchen, I was scrubbing a plate when I heard the steps creak again. The creaking turned into steps leading to the kitchen.

"Hey, love," I called out to him, he went and stood beside me. He grabbed a towel and began to dry the already clean dishes.

"So how was your day?" I asked.

He sighed before answering.

"Tiring, we had to go after 3 former death eaters today. They tried targeting muggle families. Luckily we stopped them before they could get to them."

"Thank goodness... those poor unsuspecting people don't need to deal with any of that."

"Yeah..." Is all he said.

"Harry?"

'Hmm?"

"Are you okay, you've been weird ever since you started working in the Aurors office."

"Yeah I'm fine, nothing to worry about." He replied unconvincingly.

Harry... you don't always have to pretend to be okay. I know something is bothering you so don't lie to me."

"It's... Teddy."

"Teddy? What's wrong with Teddy?"

"It's nothing wrong with him its... not always being there with him."

"Honey, you're there for him!"

"No, I'm not... I've missed so much stuff always! Today just reminded me of how much I've really missed."

"Harry..."

"I'm not doing what his father wished I would do the day he made me his godfather."

"Harry looks at me," I said grabbing his hands, he sighed sadly and faced me.

"Sure, you're not here every second of the day but that does not mean you aren't there for him. That little boy loves you to death!"

"But-"

"Even if you're gone most of the day, every second you spend with him is one of the most precious things to him. So don't be so hard on yourself Harry... you're doing the right thing."

He smiled sadly at me before pulling me in for a hug.

"Thank you, Y/N."

Fin

I hope you all enjoyed this, and I hope the person who requested it really likes it! If you did not please let me know!

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An Icy Ride: Chapter 6

There are lines from the book in my writing, they do not belong to me! Parts of the original plot will also be altered. Images were found on Google and Pinterest!

Also, I try to look for any mistakes in my writing but I do not always catch them.

"They gathered up the wall and listening You understand, they got a plan for us I bet you didn't know that I was dangerous."

"I heard Mr. and Mrs. Weasley talking about Sirius Black..." Harry started.

"Yeah?" I dragged out wanting him to continue.

"They said he escaped Azkaban to go after someone... and that's me." He finished.

Ron's face paled beneath his freckles and Hermione sat there in pure shock.

"Harry... are you ever going to have a normal year?" I asked, it seemed to be the only words coming out of my mouth.

"I guess not..." He replied grimly.

“Sirius Black escaped coming after you? Oh, Harry… you’ll have to be really, really careful. don’t go looking for trouble!" Hermione said quickly, the panic was evident in her voice.

“I don’t go looking for trouble, trouble finds me," Harry said annoyed.

“How thick would Harry have to be, to go looking for a nutter who wants to kill him?” Ron asked.

Harry's face dropped with each word uttered by Ron and Hermione.

"Hey guys calm down, we're going to Hogwarts for crying out loud. Dumbledore is the headmaster, and we all know the only wizard Voldemort ever feared was Dumbledore." Ron and Hermione cringed at the sound of Voldemort's name. "We'll be fine," I said reassuringly.

Harry nodded in agreement with me. Before anyone could say anything else a loud, whistling noise came from Harry's trunk. Ron stood up and rustled through Harry's trunk. He pulled out a small, clear ball, it was glowing and whistling as if altering us of something.

“Is that a Sneakoscope?” Hermione asked in interest.

“Yeah… mind you, it’s a very cheap one. It went haywire just as I was tying it to Errol’s leg to send it to Harry.” Ron said bashfully.

"Were you doing anything untrustworthy?" Hermione asks in suspicion.

"What? No!" The man asleep beside me began to move.

"Shh guys... someone is trying to sleep here," I whisper yelled. I grabbed the Sneakoscope and shoved it into Harry's trunk.

"You know you guys could get it checked out at Hogsmede... they have this little shop where you can repair items like that," I suggested.

"I'm mostly looking forward to Honeydukes," Ron replied.

"Me too... Pepper imps, Chocoballs with strawberry mousse... mmm I can't wait."

Hogsmeade’s a very interesting place, isn’t it?” In Sites of Historical Sorcery, it says the inn was the headquarters for the 1612 goblin rebellion, and the Shrieking Shack’s supposed to be the most severely haunted building in Britain —” Hermione explained.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about the shrieking shack..."

“Won’t it be nice to get out of school for a bit and explore Hogsmeade?” Hermione asked Harry as Ron went on a tangent about the different candies he would be eating.

“‘Spect it will. You’ll have to tell me when you’ve found out.”

“What d’you mean?” Ron asked.

“I can’t go. The Dursleys didn’t sign my permission form, and Fudge wouldn’t either.”

"What!?" Ron questioned horrified.

"Aww, that sucks Harry... I wish you told me about it. I am sure Mum and Dad would've signed it for you." Our compartment door was opened and there stood the trolley lady with lunch.

"Should we wake him?" I asked as I grabbed a ham sandwich and a cauldron cake for later.

"Oh don't worry about it dear, if he wakes up hungry he'll know I'll be up front with the driver." The trolley lady said before closing the door for me.

"Is he sleeping or is he-" Ron started. Since I was sitting next to him I checked his pulse.

"Nah he's still breathing." Our compartment door slid open again, there stood Draco Malfoy, the blonde eel.

“Well, look who it is, Potty, Weasel, and a dirty little bow."

Crabbe and Goyle chuckled trollishly.

"How original did you come up with those nicknames yourself? Or did you have daddy help you?" I said in fake sarcasm.

"Shut it, Masters!"

"Make me eel!" I said standing up, my fist was balled ready to swing.

Draco fought the urge to say anything else, he set his sights on Ron.

“I heard your father finally got his hands on some gold this summer, Weasley. Did your mother die of shock?” Draco asked.

Ron had gotten up following the same movements I did.

"You go after eel here I got Crabbe and Goyel." Ron nodded in agreement.

The man sleeping had moved the movement caused Draco to notice him.

"Who is that with you?"

"That's R.J Lupin... you know, our new professor? Harry asked mockingly joining Ron and I in our tense stand-off. Hermione just sat in her seat.

"Let's go..." Draco muttered sadly as he backed away from us.

"I am done dealing with him this year... if he says one more thing about any of us I'll throttle him!" I whisper yelled.

"I'm done too, I mean it! If he makes one more crack about my family, I’m going to get hold of his head and —”

Professor Lupin moved again but was still snoozing away.

"Be careful Ron," Hermione said.

I didn't know how we had been on the train for, the sky grew increasingly dark. The rain slammed against the windows and metal frame.

"Ugh how much longer... I am sooo hungry!" I whined, Harry chuckled at me. I playfully glared at him.

"Why must you laugh at me, the beautiful and loveable Bowie Master's pain for?"

"Because you just make it too easy." He replied. I went to sit back up as I had slid down the seat but the train suddenly lurched forward sending me onto the floor. The lights flickered off and my nose landed on someone's hard shoe.

"Ow... I think my nose is bleeding." I groaned.

"Bowie! Here let m-" Harry started. Our door flew open and someone landed on top of me.

"Ugh... did I do something to someone? I'll never call Malfoy an Eel again world I promise!" I groaned again, a painfully bony knee was in the middle of my back.

"Bowie? I'm so sorry I couldn't see where I was going!" Neville said as he raised himself up. I felt a hand on the back of my cloak and I was soon lifted in the air.

"ACK choking here!" I say as I was finally let go.

"Sorry Bow," I heard Harry say apologetically. I heard a hiss in the dark, Neville must've accidentally sat on Jinx, his claws were now digging into my leg. I grabbed him off of me and held him.

“I’m going to go and ask the driver what’s going on,” came Hermione’s voice

Two thuds were heard in the darkness.

“Who’s that?” Hermione asked.

“Who’s that?” The other questioned.

“Ginny?”

“Hermione?”

“What are you doing?”

“I was looking for Ron!”

“Come in and sit down!”

A felt a weight on my lap, Jinx hissed again.

"Not there Bowie's there!" Harry said quickly.

“Ouch!” Neville yelled.

“Quiet!” said a hoarse voice suddenly.

The Professor had finally woken up.

“Stay where you are.” He ordered in his same hoarse voice. A small flame emanated from his wand. He went toward the door but it suddenly blew open, it felt as though I was drowning in icy cold water. I couldn't move it was as if I was paralyzed. Suddenly, I heard bits and pieces of a conversation but static rang through mostly.

"You ev-l wo-men! Wh-ere is m-y wi-!?" the voice that echoed sounded familiar

"Sh- right- he-re!" A distant echoing laugh could be heard.

"Stop lying to me!"

"Y- know- I -L- you!"

"I hat- YOU!" The furious voice roared.

"Th- ild - will do we-l - the power is in h-"

"B- is no- your ex-peri-ent!"

"Bo- will never be your- ifes- ild- she de-erves this -ain- you-r wi- robbed me and now I will do the same to -er!

I felt as though I was slapped, a blurry face was hovering over me.

"Bowie!" Hermione cried in relief as I opened my eyes.

"Ugh!" I clasped my head. "What happened?" I looked around Harry was sitting next to me looking just as disorientated.

Neville and Ginny sat in the corner of the train, both looking pale and anxious.

“Are you two okay?” Ron asked nervously.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Harry answered.

"I'm okay..." I whipped my head toward the door, the hooded figure was gone.

"Who was screaming?" Harry asked, everyone was looking worriedly at him.

"No one screamed," Hermione answered.

"I heard arguing.' I said embarrassingly.

"No one was fighting either."

I then heard two loud snaps, making all of us in the compartment jump.

"Eat this you two, you'll feel better." Professor Lupin said handing us two pieces of chocolate.

“What was that thing?” Harry asked.

“A Dementor,” One of the guards of Azkaban,” Lupin replied.

"Now if you'll excuse me I need to have a little word with the driver..." He turned to walk away but turned back around when the door opened “Eat, It’ll make you feel better."

I sat in the train seat and nibbled on the chocolate.

It definitely is not going to be a normal year.

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Okay I'm Gonna Say It

I hate Shakespeare and Shakespearean (is that a word?) language.

I don't know why but I have been seeing nothing but Shakespeare everywhere today and it just reminded me of this thought I have.

Now please carry on with your night or day idk where you are.

[memewhore]

[bananahomo]

I reblogged this last month, tagged it, and said “might as well see if it works.” I used this video as a reference to find all the forms that i needed (which is A LOT, especially if you’re a dependent) and sent them through the mail, not really allowing myself to hope.

dude.

$2,714 of medical debt from my top surgery - gone. im shaking this was such a weight on me for 2 years and it fucking worked. what the fuck.

[nothorses]

Can confirm! This kicked $600 of top surgery charges to $0 for me, too.

i.e. the surgery was free.

You might have to fight the system a little bit to get things to work, but it's better than the bills involved here. (I'm still fighting my other bills from my elbow surgery- it's been a months-long headache, but it's worth it if I can keep my Entire Month's Worth Of Wages.)

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Crookshanks: Chapter 5

There are lines from the book in my writing, they do not belong to me! Parts of the original plot will also be altered. Images were found on Google and Pinterest! Also, I do not know if I have used these lyrics before my memory is garbo.

"Now it's getting dark and the sky looks sticky More like black treacle than tar Black treacle Somebody told the stars you're not coming out tonight And so they found a place to hide."

Black treacle, Arctic Monkeys

When we had walked into Magical Menagerie we were greeted with the sight of nothing but pets. The walls and shelves were filled with all sorts of animals. Toads, snakes, rats, cats, owls, bunnies, snails crups, as well as tonics and potions to go along with them. I saw Ron approach the front desk as Hermione, Harry, and I continued to survey the shop. I stopped in front of a cat display and was immediately drawn to a certain cat.

"Aww Harry look at this little guy," I said pulled him along with me.

"He looks like a complete nutter." He said observing watching the cat.

"I want him... excuse me miss? How much is he?"

"Aw Jinx... he's 35 sickles dear." The shop owner answered.

I pulled out my coin bag, disappointment set in as I continued to count.

"I only have 20..."

"I can give you the 15." Harry offered already pulling out his bag before I could answer him.

"You really don't have to Harry. It's way too much."

"Don't worry about really." He extended his hand, giving me the sickles.

"Thanks, Harry... I owe you one." I gave him a quick hug before calling the shop owner over.

"I'll take him."

"Oh, that's great dear come over to the desk." The owner said grabbing Jinx and taking him along with us. I handed her the sickles eagerly.

"Here is a collar so you can keep track of where he is and here are some tonics to keep his fur nice and silky."

"Oh Ma'am I don't have enough for -"

"It's on the house... your father gives donations to us every year." The shop owner said warmly.

"Thank you."

I grabbed Jinx and moved out of the way Ron went back to the desk and pulled out Scabbers.

"What can I do for your rat again?"

"He's been a bit off-color and stressed... can you heal him or cast a spell on him to calm him down?

Jinx who had been laying on my chest began to hiss at Scabbers.

"Jinx... we can't eat this rat," I murmured before moving away Ron.

"Hmm..." The witch hummed observing Scabbers. "How old is he?"

“Dunno, he's pretty old. He used to belong to my brother.”

“What powers does he have?” The shop owner asked

“Er he doesn't have any.”

“He’s been through the mill, this one...”

“He was like that when Percy gave him to me,” Ron defended.

"I would suggest getting a new rat. Would any of these interest you?" The rats behind the witch began to do all sorts of tricks.

"Show-offs..." Ron murmured.

"Well, if you don’t want a replacement, you can try this rat tonic,” said the witch, reaching under the counter and bringing out a small red bottle."

“Okay, how much — OUCH!” Ron yelled. A large, fluffy ginger cat and Jinx had both jumped on Ron.

"Crookshanks, Jinx no!" The witch yelled. She tried to grab both of the cats but they slipped through her hands and out the door, following Scabbers.

It took Ron, Harry, and I ten minutes to find the trembling rat.

"Gosh, Ron I am so sorry!"

"It's okay... what was that other thing though..."

“It was either a very big cat or quite a small tiger,” Harry said.

“Where’s Hermione?” I asked.

“Probably getting her owl,” Harry answered

As soon as we came back to Magical Menagerie Hermione walked out, carrying the large ginger furball.

"You bought that monster!?" Ron asked angrily.

"He's gorgeous isn't he?" Hermione asked me ignoring Ron.

"Yeah, he is," I said petting Crookshanks, Jinx sniffed him curiously before warming up to him.

“Hermione, that thing nearly scalped me!” Ron said.

“He didn’t mean to, did you, Crookshanks?” Hermione replied.

"Come on you guys let's head back to the Leaky Cauldron... I could use some black tea." I suggested. They all nodded, following me.

When we got back we found Mr.Weasley reading the Daily Profit.

"Harry, Bowie! How are you two?"

He asked looking up from his paper.

"Fine, thanks," Harry replied.

"I'm good."

Percy made his way over us, his head boy badge shinned in the light.

"Harry, Bowie," Percy greeted, he stuck his hand out shaking ours.

"Hi Percy," We both greeted.

Suddenly Percy was elbowed out of the way, my favorite twins came into my view.

"Bowie Harry! Absolutely splendid to see you again!" Fred said.

"No, it's marvelous, absolutely spiffing!" George said.

"Stop it you two!" Mrs. Weasley said. Ginny giggled and the Twins swarmed over to her pretending to greet her.

Dinner had appeared a few seconds later and we all sat down ready to eat.

“How’re we getting to King’s Cross tomorrow, Dad?” asked Fred

“The Ministry’s providing a couple of cars,” said Mr. Weasley.

Everyone looked up at him.

“Why?” said Percy curiously.

"Because of you Perce... the car will be marked with HB on it-" George started.

"For Humongous Bighead,” Fred finished.

All of us except for Mrs. Weasley and Percy let out a laugh.

"Why did the ministry provide us car, father?" Percy asked again, his voice filled with annoyance.

"Er... well we haven't got one now. Since I work for the ministry they're giving it to me as a favor." I was a bit skeptical of the explanation. I rose from my seat wanting to go to my room.

"I'm gonna retire for the night I have some more packing to do," I said.

"Alright dear, is everyone else packed for tomorrow?" Mrs. Weasley questioned. I had already ascended up the staircase, I could hear the echoing of the excuses from below. I closed my door and looked at the heap of clothes and supplies on my bed. I sighed and headed over to the record player on the small, dark oak table.

"The colder the night gets The further she strays And he doesn't like it Being this way."

"And she tried so hard To steer away From the meeting place But her heart had led her there."

The Meeting Place, The Last Shadow Puppets

I had just started folding my clothes when I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in!" I called as I hummed to the music. My bushy-haired friend had come in with her just as bushy cat in her arms. Jinx had run-up to her wanting to play with Crookshanks.

"You need something, Mione?"

"Just wanted to get away from the yelling... Percy thinks Ron stole his badge."

"In Percy's defense that is totally something Ron would do," I said laughing.

"You need some help?" Hermione asked gesturing toward my heap of clothes."

"Yes please," I said desperately. She laughed before grabbing some of my shirts.

"You gotta tell me more about France Mione, is it a pretty as it is in the pictures?"

"It really was beautiful, I learned so much about the architecture and the history of France... it was amazing." Hermione gushed.

"Ugh, I would love to go... but mom and dad are always working for the ministry. It's hard to do much of anything together."

"Aww, I'm sorry Bows."

"Don't worry about it."

"So... how was your summer?" Hermione asked me trying to change the subject.

"Oh, it was fine it's always the same boring neighborhood with blistering heat added to it," I said.

"I'm sure you'll be glad to get back to school... I know I am."

"Of course... my goal is to learn how to do 3 wandless spells by the end of the semester."

"I'm sure you'll be able to you're a phenomenal witch!"

"You are too! Don't think I forgot your 112% charms test."

Hermione looked down at blushed. A new song had caught my attention.

"Summertime made promises It knew it couldn't keep The fairytale was climbing up A mountain far too steep."

"Coloring the pictures With your royal hand Now I am craving heartbreak While you're making your demands."

Calm Like You, The Last Shadow Puppets.

With the help of Hermione, I was able to clear off my bed and pack my items in no time. Hermione was sitting on my bed reading my "101 Astral Spells" book while I was writing to Fleur.

"Bonjour, je m’appelle Bowie. J’espère que mon français est correct Je viens de commencer à l’apprendre au cours de l’été J’aimerais entendre parler de l’école que vous fréquentez et des différentes traditions que vous avez. Désolé si la lettre est courte, je me suis préparé à aller à mon école demain. J’espère avoir de tes nouvelles bientôt, Bowie Translation: "Hello, my name is Bowie. I hope my French is correct I just started learning it over the summer I would like to hear about the school you attend and the different traditions you have. Sorry if the letter is short, I am prepared to go to my school tomorrow. I hope to hear from you soon, Bowie"

Timeskip: The next day

Hermione had ended up sleeping in my room for the night. She woke up frantically and got our trunks out and ready to be packed. I could hear Percy stomping outside complaining about his head boy badge again. Ron and Harry barged into our room.

"Okay, I need to tell all of you guys something..." Harry said but he was by interrupted the Twins congratulating Ron for annoying Percy.

"Come on everyone we've got to hurry!" Mrs. Weasley said from the doorway. We all went into the car, it surprisingly fit all of us without any issue. We arrived at the platform with 11 minutes to spare. Hermione, Ron, Harry, Ginny, and I all walked through the small corridor on the train.

"I need to talk to you guys in private," Harry said quickly.

"Ginny go away," Ron said gruffly.

Oh, that’s nice,” Ginny huffed, as she stalked off.

We had tried to find an empty compartment to no avail.

"We'll have to use this one," I said as I opened the door, they followed me inside.

“Who d’you reckon he is?” Ron hissed.

"He's Professor R.J Lupin," Hermione said reading the teacher's suitcase.

"How do you know everything? How is it she knows everything?" Ron asked in annoyance.

"It's on his suitcase Ronald."

I turned to Harry who sitting next to me.

"So, what did you need to tell us?"

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The Girl Born Under the Snow Moon Masterlist

Year 3

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7: Up now!

Chapter 8: Coming soon...

[imgoingtopluto]

A Talk With the Minister: Chapter 4

There are lines from the book in my writing, they do not belong to me! Parts of the original plot will also be altered.

"All of the principals Generals, admirals And the podium lit with the spotlight The crowd buzzing quietly Waiting expectantly Like it's opening night."

Shooting the Moon, OK, Go

I felt pressure on my shoulder pushing me into the Leaky Cauldron. The echoing of Stan and Ern the bus driver rung through the abnormally cold air. I turned and looked at Harry, his face was pale and his expression was blank. I could tell he was overthinking the situation.

“You’ve got them, Minister! Do you want any refreshments? Beer, Brandy, Whiskey?" A bartender said from afar.

"Perhaps some tea." Fudge said quickly. He still hadn't let go of us. Loud scraping could be heard from the entranceway. Stan and Ernie had brought in our luggage.

“’Ow come you di’n’t tell us ‘oo you two are, eh?” Stan asked excitingly, The bus driver stood behind him looking just as excited.

"A private parlor would be appreciated." Fudge added.

"Bye..." Is all Harry said, he sounded absolutely miserable.

"Bye Neville, bye Penelope!"

We had been whisked away into the private room. It looked comfortable, the fireplace was lit and food was placed on a small table.

"Sit down you two." Fudge suggested cheerfully, his mood had shifted from just moments ago. We both sat down in front of the fire, Harry was tense in his seat.

"Well, Harry... I am sure glad Bowie was taking the Knight Bus tonight. If she wasn't you would've given us quite a turn! Running away from your Aunt and Uncle's house during a time like this is very irresponsible." Fudge patronized.

Harry just nodded solemnly while I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

"Eat you two, you both look dead on your feet." Fudge pushed two bowls of split pea soup and buttered croissants in front of us.

"Now... Miss Marjorie Dursley, your aunt was found by two members of the Accidental Magic Reversal Department. She was punctured and her memory was modified, she will have no recollection of the incidental so that's that! No harm done Harry." Fudge winked at him, Harry had finally untensed from his seat.

"But what about-" I started.

"Harry's aunt and uncle? They are undoubtedly furious with him but they are willing to take him back as long as he stays at Hogwarts for the Christmas and Easter holidays."

"I always stay at Hogwarts for the holidays, besides I don't want to go back down there at all." Harry spoke up.

"Now Harry don't say that... I am sure you'll feel differently when you calm down." Fudge said quickly.

"So... what happens now?" I asked.

"You both will stay here for the remainder of your summer holidays."

"Oh sounds nice," I said, I looked over at Harry his face was twisted with confusion.

"Hold on... what about my punishment. I broke the law."

"Harry no one gets sent to Azkaban for blowing up their aunt! You don't want to be expelled do you?"

"No of course not!"

"Rooms 11 and 12 are available I'm sure they will be comfortable for you two. Just do me a favor okay? Do not go wandering off into Muggle London."

"Why?" Harry inquired.

"We don't want to lose you twice now do we?"

"No of course not," I answered for Harry.

"Tom will show you two to your rooms... I must be off." Fudge stuck out his hand for Harry to shake it, he then did the same for me."

"Thank Minister have a goodnight," I said.

“If you’ll follow me, Mr. Potter, Miss. Masters” he said, “I’ve already taken your things up…”

We walked up a winding staircase, we were soon met with brass-colored numbers of 11 and 12.

"I am gonna head to bed I am beat... see you tomorrow Harry."

"Night Bowie."

I walked into the room, its lush, dark oak tables greeted me. Another fireplace was in the room lighting my way to the bed. I collapsed not bothering to change out of my clothes.

A few days later

The sun burned my eyes, my hair was strewn all over the place. I got up quickly and got dressed, my stomach gnawed at me telling me to get something to eat. When I got down to the dining area Harry was already sitting at a table eating.

"Morning..." I mumbled sitting across from him.

"Morning Bow..." Harry greeted humorously. I had placed my head on the table still not fully awake. A pecking could be felt on my hand.

"Harry stop poking me."

"I'm not."

I raised my head, Hedwig looked at me with her bright yellow eyes. A letter was clasped between her beak.

"Thank you, Hedwig." She hooted at me and nipped me affectionately. I opened the letter eager to see what it was.

"Oh, this is great!"

"What is it?" Harry asked in confusion.

"I signed up for this magical pen-pal thing over the summer and I finally got someone."

"You can do that?"

"Yeah Ron told me his brother Bill got someone from Brazil...

"Is your pen-pal from Brazil too?"

"No... she's from France. Her name is Fleur.

"Good thing Hermione got you that book."

"She had great timing with that. I'll have to write Fleur and Mione later... I plan on heading down to Diagon Alley."

"Oh I'll come with you, I still need to get some books."

"Sounds like a plan..."

Timeskip miscellaneous

We went all over Diagon Alley stopping at shop after shop. Harry seemed to be enjoying his newfound freedom. He was thriving in the sunshine he even enjoyed doing his potions homework. Which is something I hadn't witnessed before. We stopped in front of the broomstick shop after we saw a crowd forming. The new firebolt broom was beautiful but sadly, Harry and I couldn't get one after getting our school supplies. It was nice seeing Seamus and Dean as well as Neville but we had yet to find Ron and Hermione.

It wasn't until we went to the ice shop that we finally found our best friends.

"Harry, Bowie!" Hermione shouted from the patio table.

"Finally we found you two, we're looking everywhere! We went to the Leaky Cauldron, but they said you’d left, and we went to Flourish and Blotts, and Madam Malkin’s, and-" Ron started.

"We got most of our school stuff last week... how did you know we were staying here?" Harry inquired.

"Dad," Ron answered.

Hermione got up from where she was sitting and hugged the both of us.

"Bonjour, Merci pour le livre!" I greeted her.

"What in the bloody hell did you say?" I heard Ron say from the table.

Hermione giggled before speaking.

"I see you got the gift I bought for you."

"Yeah, and I got a pen-pal from France so your book came in handy... are you a time traveler or something?"

"Last time I checked no." I laughed at her before sitting down to eat.

"Harry I need to know... did you blow up your aunt?" Hermione interrogated.

"I... I didn't mean to." Ron began to laugh, his freckled face turning red.

"Ron you should've seen her it was hilarious."

"You were there?" Ron asked between breaths.

"No but I could hear screaming, I looked out my window and there was just this big mass floating out the Dursley's backdoor!" Both Ron and I began to laugh.

"Bow, Ron it's not funny," Hermione said trying to quiet us.

"I'm just surprised I didn't get expelled," Harry said darkly.

"I doubt you would mate. I mean could you imagine in the newspaper "Harry Potter gets expelled" tt would cause an uproar. Me on the other hand the ministry would have to dig me up just to expel me cause mum would've killed me if I blew up my aunt!" Ron exclaimed.

I nodded in agreement with Ron.

"She really would," I said.

"Anyway, we’re staying at the Leaky Cauldron tonight! So you can come to King’s Cross with us tomorrow! Hermione’s staying here as well!” Ron exclaimed.

"Yeah, mum and dad dropped me off with all my supplies," Hermione explained.

"Brilliant!" Harry said smiling.

"Oh, that's great!" I added. I had reached into my bag looking for a quill and parchment when two of my books fell out.

"What's that Bowie?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, I found these books I thought I might make good use out of them," I explained handing them to her.

"A guide to excel at Wandless Magic and 101 Astral spells? Fascinating!" Hermione exclaimed.

"They only had one copy of both so I thought why not?" She handed the books back to me.

"You got some extra books too I am guessing?" Harry asked gesturing toward Hermione's 3 bags.

No, they're all class books I have Arithmancy, Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, The Study of Ancient Runes, Muggle Studies..."

"Why are you taking Muggle Studies?" I asked.

"I just think it would be interesting to see how Wizards think we are."

"I didn't think of it like that..."

"Are you going to be eating and sleeping at all this year Hermione?" Harry inquired sarcastically.

Hermione just rolled her eyes and ignored him.

"I got some money left over my birthday is coming up. Mum and Dad gave me some money to get myself an early birthday present.”

“How about a nice book? Ron is in fake innocence.

"No I don't think so... I was really wanting to get an owl. Harry has Hedwig and you have Errol-"

"I don't have Errol he's a family pet, all I've got is Scabbers."

"We can go to the pet shop after breakfast if you want," I suggested.

"Yeah there's a magical pet shop just around the corner," Harry added now knowing Diagon alley like the back of his hand.

"Yeah, I would like that..."

Next stop, Magical Menagerie.

[theghostofsomeonelonely]

Happy 12 birthday Twilight you suck but I still love you

[imgoingtopluto]

:)

I should stop making schedules I hate them and it makes me want to do things even less lol

I need to just do things when I wanna

[unbotheredmuse]

[imgoingtopluto]

Hi! I'm Taylor Launter and this is my husband Taylor Launter.

[whendawn]

Swan House

[imgoingtopluto]

I want it

[panlight]

RE: Em/Rose's weddings every 10 years - I know SM put that in there to try to make Rose look bad but I honestly think it's sort of beautiful. Rosalie was betrayed in the worst possible way by the man she was supposed to be able to trust the most. She finally found happiness in un-life with Emmett and she wants to celebrate that. She wants to choose him again and again forever. That's so powerful and lovely to me.

Exactly! It's so easy to frame it as a beautiful, romantic thing, rather than the 'haha oh Rosalie and her vanity!' which is the way it comes off with SM.

And Emmett loves making her happy! If playing our their engagement and wedding over and over again makes his angel happy than he's going to do with a big old smile on his face. He gets to marry his hero and the woman of his dreams over and over again. She saved him, it's the least he can do.

I think also there's something sweet about the idea that as the Cullen family grows, she gets to share this special moment with her family. She met Emmett in 1935; Alice and Jasper showed up in 1950. Maybe her second wedding was after Alice and Jasper joined. Maybe she's slowly warming up to Alice and Alice says she 'saw' the first wedding and wished she could have been there and they cook up the idea together for Rosalie and Emmett to get married again so Jasper and Alice can be there this time. And then it's so much fun (for Rosalie to have another wedding AND for Alice to plan it) that they start doing it more frequently.

(Once again Alice and Rosalie as BFFs just makes way more sense than Alice and Bella. Rosalie would enjoy Alice fussing over her and planning parties for her and designing clothes for her, where Bella claims she hates it.)

There's probably going to be another one shortly after Breaking Dawn so Renesmee can be the flower girl while she's still little.

[aquanova99]

It’s the way it was so unnecessary to make Rosalie a villain

[imgoingtopluto]

Exactly I hate the way SM portrayed Rosalie like come on now.