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S is for Snitch

When Hermione worked, the world around her disappeared.  And sometimes, she could be very cranky when interrupted.  So when a memo landed on her desk, her first thought was this better be good. Are you busy?  I need your help.  It’s not work.—Harry Wondering what Harry needed at work that wasn’t work, she sent back a quick note: I suppose I have a few minutes.  Come down here.—Hermione. When he showed up, Hermione produced a little container of cookies and offered one.  Harry took one with a nervous smile and sat down.  “I feel like I’m back in McGonagall’s office.  Complete with the treats.”

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Literature

S is for Snitch

When Hermione worked, the world around her disappeared.  And sometimes, she could be very cranky when interrupted.  So when a memo landed on her desk, her first thought was this better be good. Are you busy?  I need your help.  It’s not work.—Harry Wondering what Harry needed at work that wasn’t work, she sent back a quick note: I suppose I have a few minutes.  Come down here.—Hermione. When he showed up, Hermione produced a little container of cookies and offered one.  Harry took one with a nervous smile and sat down.  “I feel like I’m back in McGonagall’s office.  Complete with the treats.”

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55 deviations
Literature

S is for Snitch

When Hermione worked, the world around her disappeared.  And sometimes, she could be very cranky when interrupted.  So when a memo landed on her desk, her first thought was this better be good. Are you busy?  I need your help.  It’s not work.—Harry Wondering what Harry needed at work that wasn’t work, she sent back a quick note: I suppose I have a few minutes.  Come down here.—Hermione. When he showed up, Hermione produced a little container of cookies and offered one.  Harry took one with a nervous smile and sat down.  “I feel like I’m back in McGonagall’s office.  Complete with the treats.”

Harry Potter fanfics

22 deviations
Literature

Along the Garden Path

Tulips for my birthplace, Cold and green and perfect. Apple blossoms for my home, Hours spent in that tree in my backyard. Hibiscuses for my grandmother, So in love with Hawaii. Carnations for my dad, A gift to his girls "just because." Bird-of-Paradise for my mom, A garden once lovingly tended, now grown wild. Sunflowers for my friends, Helping each other reach for Heaven. Red roses for a man who loved me, Love I tried so hard to return. Periwinkles for my dogs, Trampled by all the wrestling matches. Daisies for my childhood, Crowns during soccer practice. Wildflowers for my love of backpacking, My own corner of Eden. Jas

Poetry

5 deviations
Literature

Momentous

September 10th, the 2165th year of the Age of the Avatar Zuko looked into the faces of his advisors, friendly and foul, and was reminded again about the reality of Fire Nation politics.  Most of this group of men hated him.  They hated that he had ended the war, and they hated all the changes he was making.  He could not trust them, but he needed their support.  Through their estates and assets, they indirectly controlled the Fire Nation, and could bring the economy down around his ears.  Not that it wasn't already in shambles…he sighed wearily.  He had just accepted the post of Fire Lord and he was already weary. His gaze settled on h

Avatar fanfics

5 deviations
Bow Nails

Nail Art

12 deviations
Literature

Unreal

I have a photo of a girl whose name I do not know.  There was a time when she was my best friend.  For one week, seven wonderful days, we were best friends.  The reason we're not anymore is not something tragic, like a horrible accident.  It's so commonplace, so entirely average that it's barely even worth a blip on my radar. The photo in my hand was taken mid-laughter. We were probably laughing at some silly inside joke that seemed a lot more funny than it really was. Our sweaty, badly cut hair is escaping the ponytails that we so inexpertly secured it into.  Mine is brown, hers is bright red.  Freckles are splashed across her arms and chee

Original Work

6 deviations