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GEMMA STYLES NOMBRA “BUENA PERSONA” A HARRY STYLES POR SALVAR A UNA FAN #SUPERHARRY
Ese heroico Harry Styles parece haber cuadriplicado su fanbase femenina, luego de salvar a una fan Sudamericana semanas atrás.
El video fue filmado por una directioner brasilera llamada Beatriz, luego subido a Youtube, que nos muestra al increíble Harry, que deja de cantar durante el show de la banda en Brasil, para ayudar a asistir a una de las muchas fans del grupo que se estaba desmayando durante el concierto en Sao Paulo, cuando el personal de seguridad no veía lo que estaba pasando.
“La fan estaba desmayándose,” reportó Beatriz a todo el mundo, “y el dejo de cantar totalmente las partes que le tocaba cantar para ayudarla…”
“Desearía haber empezado a grabar antes,” dijo la directioner, “porque el estaba llamando a todo el personal de seguridad que veía en frente de él. Estaba muy muy preocupado por la chica, fue muy dulce de su parte!”
Luego del concierto, noticias sobre el acto heroico de Harry se difundieron rápidamente en Twitter. Sus seguidores lo llamaron “ángel”.
Las noticias llegaron a oídos de Gemma, la hermana de Harry y una de sus mayores admiradoras.
Gemma vio el video de los valientes esfuerzos de Harry, y mencionó y lo subtitulo diciendo: “Buen tipo!”
Otras fans también derramaron su amor por la superestrella de 1D.
“Awh es tan cuidadoso y protector!” dijo una fan en YouTube.
“Incluso nos tiró una botella de agua en el concierto de Perú,” escribió otra, “porque estaba tan apretado que no podíamos respirar. El es realmente un ángel!”
Luego de eso la banda finalizó la parte Sudamericana de su masivo tour de estadios “Where We Are”. Luego los chicos tuvieron un corto tiempo de descanso, antes de comenzar el tour en UK y Dublin.
Esto es lo que el mismísimo Harry dijo, cuando terminó el tour en Sudamérica, llamándola “absolutamente increíble” y diciendo que se había enamorado de América del Sur.
¿El acto heroico de Harry hizo que te enamoraras incluso más de este asombroso chico?
Fic Rec: This Thing of Darkness
This Thing of Darkness
Author: Aucta Sinistra (LJ)(IJ)(SH)(ISF)
Star Rating: ★★★★
Rating: NC-17
Other Pairings: N/A
Word Count: 30,000
Categories: Angst, Romance, Action
Warning: Chan(17), Super!Harry, Dark(Grey)!Harry
Summary: This is a sequel to "Scratch" and "The Holly and The Ivy."
Review:
Warning: May contain spoilers for part one and part two.
The final installment of the trilogy. Read part one and two first.
Harry starts to wander off the path. And while he is no Dark Lord, he is a very powerful wizard who is going through a stressful situation.
Super Powers + Stress + Hormones – Sense = Disaster!
I really liked the ending on this one. No, everything is not all neatly wrapped up nor is it happily-ever-after, but it’s a very real end. After clearing up the misunderstandings, they still have lots of problems to deal with. There always seems to be a new obstacle to overcome or opponent to fight.
Teaser:
Harry came to on his back, on something hard, feeling as though his body had been used as a bludger in a long and brutal quidditch match. He blinked up at the hazy night sky in surprise – how had he gotten outside? – and felt the tingle of residual magic falling away from him as he sat up. “Oh my God…” The words came out in a whisper of gut-freezing shock. The castle was gone. Not gone, he realized in the next second. Leveled. Razed to the ground, to a vast field of rubble and grit, piled all around him, the dust of its collapse still rising all around like smoke. The mountaintop looked stripped, naked – raped and left to die. Panic jerked Harry to his feet. “Severus!” Even as he scrabbled for his wand to cast a seeking spell, Harry’s eyes fell on Snape, a still black shape, kneeling about 20 feet away. Harry ran toward him, seeing Snape raise his head, seeing him look dazedly around himself as Harry had done. He seemed uninjured, and Harry slowed to a walk as he got near, the panic easing its hold around his racing heart. “Severus—” Snape’s head snapped around, black eyes fixing Harry to the spot, the expression in them, even in the dimness, spearing Harry with fresh fear. Surrounded by mountains of rubble, wreathed in slowly settling clouds of dust, Severus stared at Harry, and Harry realized he was shaking. Harry took a step closer. “Severus.” “No,” Severus growled, stopping him again. Snape turned his wild stare to the ground, bending, his fingers clenching in the fragments of shattered stone. “This … is because of you.” Harry shook his head, panic rising once more. What was he saying? Snape kept his eyes on his fisted hands, but Harry could hear the words forced through clenched teeth. “You … stupid … why didn’t you 'listen' ..?” Harry gaped, stunned, without any idea of what has happened or why, seeing only that, somehow, this was his fault. Somehow, something he’d done, maybe just coming here … 'somehow', he’d caused this. “No…” he whispered, his insides twisting. It couldn’t be. He tried again, pleading. “Severus—” “No!” Snape flung out his arm. “Get away.” Dirt and pebbles – shrapnel from the castle – sprayed from his hand, spattering Harry’s face like tiny hexes. Harry flinched, and Snape turned, white-faced and shaking, eyes crazed with anger, spitting the words. “Go! Get out, get out of my sight!” Harry backed off, brushing at the dust on his face with shaking hands. He looked at his palms, then at the ruins, and bitter bile roiled in his gut. Dust was all that was left. Everything Snape had – everything – was gone. And, somehow, he had caused it. The enormity of it rose in Harry’s throat, choking, strangling the words 'I’m sorry, I’m sorry…' Severus turned away, as if hearing and scorning Harry’s silent apology. Trembling, sick to his core, Harry tried futilely to steady himself, to draw air into his shriveled lungs, willing Severus to turn, to say something, anything. Finally, Harry screwed his burning eyes shut and whispered the spell for apparation.
Fic Rec: This Boy's Life
This Boy's Life
Author: pir8fancier (LJ) (SH) (FN)
Star Rating: ★★★★★
Rating: NC-17
Other Pairings: N/A
Word Count: 27,000
Categories: Drama/Angst, Super!Harry
Warning: Furniture abuse.
Summary: Snape is Scheherazade.
Review:
Post-war Snape is tired and all he wants to do is sleep, but damn Potter won’t leave him be.
Harry has more power than the Energizer bunny, but all he wants is to hear stories about his mom.
The obvious solution to this problem is to offer Snape stripteases for stories!
No, this fic is neither humor nor crack. I’m not quite sure what it is, but it’s HOT!
Teaser:
"There's me."
Surely I didn't hear that. I summoned back my teacup and with a very firm hand poured myself a second cup.
"I beg your pardon."
"You can look. At me. I'll let you look at me. If you tell me stories about my mother." Killing does something to a soul. You find yourself making bargains you'd never thought you'd make, and then everything seems to be negotiable. But Potter whoring himself? "No touching," he added.
