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Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Twenty-Five – The Second Task Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author



Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Four – Slumber Party Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author



Harry looked down at the top of the head of the woman he loved as she slept with her head against his chest. He was recounting the events of last night in his head, it had been his best birthday by far



Jessica and I had been friends since the 3rd grade. There wasn't a whole lot we had in common but when you grow up in small town Forks, Washington USA, there isn't a whole lot of people you can call your best friend just because there aren't a whole lot of people your age
By Hana M Brimeck I push through my apartment door exacerbated, “Uh, can’t I have just one normal date. Please!” I yell into my stuffy empty apartment. I walk over my AC unit and flip it on, reveling in its cool comfort


Stealth shuttle flying in uncharted shoot Opal koboi was felling glum. She had been so preoccupied by her take over the world business she hadn't had any pleasure in ages. And that was no time compared to the year she had spent without even a finger to play with
Harry moved quickly once he was out of the mans sight and slipped into Gringots. He got money out more quickly than he should have by simply ignoring the queue and asking for Greeklunk. His old goblin acquaintance quickly helped him refill his pouch for another year
Chapter 6 - Hard Truths and Soft Flesh DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the movies in the Cabin Fever franchise, nor any of the characters in it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story



Fifteen Years Ago: Sheila Gordon was getting out of her organic chemistry class feeling inspired. She finally had what she needed to put her plan into motion. For the past three years of college, she had been pining after someone unobtainable: her roommate



Joe washed his hands slowly but thoroughly. The water was scolding and burning his skin. Joe didn’t care for he was miles away. He looked at his life as though he was watching a movie. It was not his own it couldn’t his own. Joe would never be in this situation
Two snakes entwined and writhed against one another’s scaly bodies. They whispered softly and the boy moved closer to try to hear what they said to him. Harry Potter moved one… two steps closer and was able to decipher the snakes words. “Not one will ssssurvive



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~This story is completly fictional and created from my imagination!~ "Daddyyy! Bathtiiiime!" my daughter yelled from down the hall. I got up from my office chair, closing my work documents. Taking care of my angel was far more important to me than paper documents or work



y does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author An hour earlier, two compartments along, Fred and George were talking eagerly with Lee about their recent find in their brother's bedroom and what powers it gave them
Ron collapsed unceremoniously onto his bed when he and Harry reached the haven of their dorm room later that night. Neither of them had said much since their unexpected encounter in the Room of Requirement, and Harry was a bit nervous