Wow.

Ok.

You all know me. I can't write a chapter story to save my life.

But Jord gave me an idea. a bunch of one shots...all relative to one another...that when strung together....show a bigger picture...

naturally, i love the idea!

so....next post...will have the first one....

You don't get to find out what ship it is. well, you'll know. once it happens.

=D

I'm not Calling You Books (part 2)

Disclaimer: All of the Characters belong to J.K.Rowling
A/n: I’m gonna dedicate this one to Jessie She’s one of my Best Friends. EVER.
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“Heyya Books ” Fred sat down next to the bushy haired bookworm.

Hermione sat on the poofy couch in the common room, her copy of Hogwarts: A History lying comfortably on the arm.

“What Fred?” she asked, aimlessly flipping through the pages.

She didn’t need to ask though. It would be :
“Wanna go to Hogsmeade Books?”
“I love you Books” or even
“Will you marry me Books?”

Yes, it was safe to say that you could compare Hermione and Fred to Lily and James.

“Wanna go to Hogsmeade this weekend?”

Hermione looked up from her book.Hazel met blue as she caught his hopeful gaze. They sat there for what felt like an eternity.

“I-nevermind. Sorry I bothered you Books,” he sighed, finally admitting defeat.

Fred was almost to the dormitory door when Hermione stopped him.

“Saturday’s my birthday, you know. I wouldn’t mind the company,” she called, knowing he’d turn around.

“Really?” he asked, turning as she’d predicted, “ What about Ron and Harry?”

“Really. They’ll be with Lavender and Ginny.”

Fred opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of it and stopped.

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It was Saturday. Hermione’s birthday. She was sitting in the Great Hall, waiting for Fred to come so they could leave. Hermione felt him sit down next to her.

“Heyya Books ” he said, planting a chaste kiss on her cheek.

“Fred,” she warned.

“What?” was his innocent response.

Hermione just laughed and checked her watch.

“It’s time we got going, huh?”

Fred agreed and reached down to grab her tote bag. He started to hand it to her, but pulled back.

“What?” she asked, a quizzical look on her face.

“I can carry it.”

With that, he threw the pink bag over his shoulder and walked off. Hermione shook her head and followed.


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“Let’s go to Madame Puddifoot’s!” Fred suggested.

Hermione looked at him like he was crazy.

“No. Three Broomsticks,” she fought.

“That gets OLD though!”

“Fred. There’s no way I’d be caught DEAD in Madame Puddifoot’s.”

“Well, me neither Books! It is, however, romantic. Perfect place for, oh, I don’t know. A first kiss,”

Hermione glared at him. She was clearly not amused.

“Fine. Fine. I know another place...Just follow me,” Fred finally gave in.

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“Here we are Books! Black’s Café,” Fred said, opening the door.

Hermione’s eyes widened and she hesitated.

“Black? As in-“ she started, but Fred cut her off.

“Yeah. You knew Remus and Sirius had one here. Right?” he said, confused that she didn’t know about the small restaurant that the men owned.

“No, actually I didn’t,” she said, taking a step back.

“Well, now you do!” Fred gestured for her to go in.

Hermione just shook her head and took another step back. The fewer people they knew that saw them together the better.

“C’mon Books!”

Fred slipped a hand on the small of her back and pushed her inside.

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A small bell rang as the door closed behind the two. Inside the café, there was a warm, inviting atmosphere. Various couches and poofy chairs were strewn about the room. A few tables sat by the window and there were chairs lining the counter next to the register.

Remus and Sirius stood behind said counter, taking full advantage of the fact the café was vacant. Fred cleared his throat and the two sprung apart.

“Oh! It’s just you Fred! I thought it was going to be someone else,” Remus said, looking quite relieved.

“Why, hullo Fred! What brings you here?” Sirius asked, grabbing a wet rag and wiping down the counter in front of him.

“It’s my girl’s birthday. I thought I’d bring her here for a treat,” Fred put his arm around Hermione’s shoulder and winked.

Hermione wiggled out and went to sit on a couch. Sirius beckoned Fred over.

“Since when do you have a girl? Who is that fox anyway? Never seen her down here,” Sirius asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Fred opened his mouth to reply, but stopped when he saw Hermione walking over. She stopped and crossed her arms.

“I heard that Sirius!”

A look of recognition dawned on his face as he heard her voice.

“Mione, dear! Good to see you!” he exclaimed, his eyes wide, a cheesy fake grin plastered on his face.

Hermione tapped her foot.

“One mocha latte and a blueberry muffin on the house?” he asked, glancing at Remus for verification as to whether it was ok.

Both Remus and Hermione nodded. Remus went to work making the coffee, while Sirius handed her the muffin. Once she had everything, resumed her seat on the couch.

“What about me?” Fred asked, feeling extremely left out of the generosity.

“Not you’re birthday,” Sirius paused and, dropping his voice, continued, “and I didn’t mistakenly call you a fox,”

“I heard that too!” Hermione called, and took a sip of her coffee.

Sirius just sighed and banged his head on the counter.


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“Where to next Books?” Fred asked, twirling her bag in circles around himself.

“Hmm...” she said, deep in thought.

“How about the jewelry store next to Madame Malkin’s?” Fred suggested, hoping she’d say yes.

“Ok. I guess.” Hermione hesitated, then walked towards the small shop.

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“What about this one Mione?” Fred asked, pointing to a hideous necklace.

“That’s awful Fred!” Hermione whispered, making sure the lady at the desk couldn’t hear.

“Why are you whispering?” Fred said, rather loudly.

Hermione shot him a death glare.

“It’s common courtesy.” she growled, and walked to another case.

Fred followed close behind. He continued to point out atrocious jewelry. Until Hermione found something she liked.

“Oh Merlin! Look at that!” she exclaimed, her voice just a hair above a whisper.

She pointed to a simple, yet beautiful necklace. It had a thin silver chain. The pendant was a small oval emerald.

“You like that?” Fred asked, hopeful. He still needed to get her a present.

“Yeah. Ok, now I’m depressed. I don’t have that kind of money. I’m ready to leave.” she whispered.

“Ok. I need to get something for mum. I’ll be out in a few,”

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“I have one more place I wanna go Books,” Fred said, and went behind Mione to cover her eyes with his hands.

“Fred?”

“Don’t worry Books,” Fred led her away.

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“Ok. Open you’re eyes,” Fred said.

Hermione was sitting on a couch in the shrieking shack. Fred had decorated though.

There were bright blue, green, and purple streamers everywhere. Those were Hermione’s favourite colours. Her favourite song, Kiss me by Sixpence None the Richer, was playing continuously in the background. It wasn’t much, but Hermione loved it.

“Fred! This is wonderful! Did you do all this?” she gasped.

“I know its not much, but I hoped you’d like it. Oh, wait. There’s one more thing,” Fred said, and reached inside her tote bag.

He pulled out a small black box and handed it to her. Hermione carefully pulled the wrapping off, not wanting to rip it. She took a glance at Fred before opening the box.

“Oh Merlin!” she gasped.

Inside sat the necklace she’d seen at the store.

“Thank you Fred. Will you help me put it on?” she asked standing up in front of Fred.

He fastened the necklace around her neck and then fixed it so the clasp was in the back. Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist in a hug.

“Thank you!” she said again.

She leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, but he turned and she caught his lips instead.

“Fred...” she said, pulling back.

“Mione, I love you,”

“Fred. Be sensible. I hardly think you-,” She started, but was soon cut off.

“I am being sensible,”

“How can I be sure you’re be serious this time?” she asked, slightly shaking her head.

“Simple. I’m not calling you Books,” he said, and leaned down and kissed her again.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me

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A/n: The song belongs to Sixpence None the Richer. I take no credit.

I'm not Calling You Books (part 1)

Ok. Ladies and Germs. Here's the moment you've all waited for. The next post...Will contain my latest story...exclusively for you all. Only those who read the blog get the story. well, for now. until they open submission on HPFF again. anyway, without further adieu, I'm not Calling You Books.


P.S. Reviews in the form of Comments on here would be nice!

Basket Case

Ok.

Jessie and I went SHOPPING today!

I got some really totally awesome stuff.

And I'm on a Green Day kick right now.

So that's all I'm listening to...

Ok. I lied. I just got some CD's from the living room....

Bob Seger
The Steve Miller Band
Kid Rock
Kidz Bop (the original)
and a burned CD that says 80's or 90's.

So I'm on a...misc. kick rather.

Mostly older stuff.

Idk why Kidz Bop.

Good Memories?

Idk.

And in goes...the burned CD.

I'm curious as to what's on there.

Well, there wasn't really anything good.

Bob Seger next!

Old Time Rock N Roll is on here!

Now, everytime I hear that, I'm gonna think of the David Cook Guitar Hero commercial

WOW.

Kidz Bop now!

You know, that came out in what? '98, '99? maybe '00?

I'm just interested as to what was popular back then. haha.

Here's the track listing

1. All Star
2. Oops...I did it again (Yeah, you did Brit!)
3. Bye Bye Bye
4. All the Small things
5. What a Girl Wants
6. I want it that way (one of the best BSB songs ever!)
7. Bailomos (huh? no idea bout that one.)
8. My love is your Love (nice beat)
9. That Don't Impress me much (Shania Twain LOVE HER!)
10. Livin' la Vida Loca
11. Believe (awesome Cher song.)
12. Steal my Sunshine (strange strange song.)
13. Blue (Da Ba Dee)
14. Summer Girls (never quite got that one...)
15. One Week (this is ok.)
16. Angel of Mine (ugh. GAG.)
17. Fly (meh)
18. Kiss me (hehe. -giggle-)

Love it.

Kid Rock next!!!

(you know, I think I might make a new segment. )

Track Listings?

squee.

Kid Rock's got a new song.

All Summer Long.

GREAT SONG!!!

It's a mash up of Warren's Zevon's "Werewolves in London" and Lynard Skynard's "Sweet Home Alabama"

Different words of course.

LAWL.

pfft. that wasn't funneh.

But yeah. Great song.

I DEFINATLY recommend checking it out.

I think they're playing it on the radio's now.

I don't know.

They started playing it on Sirius Hits 1 forever ago though.

Ooh.

Found my Green Day CD. Well, one of them.

Its the old Green Day.

Like, Waiting and Macy's Day Parade Green Day.

Not American Idiot and Holiday Green Day.

International Superhits CD

Those are all great songs too.

hmm....

I'm back on Green Day...

You know, this prolly the strangest post I've written. Its not really about anything.

Just...whatever.

hmm...

I love it.

Waiting and Macy's Day Parade are definately my two favourite Green Days songs...

welll....i'm off!

toodles

MMMBop

Heylos!!!

Hi my Darlings! Sorry I haven't been on lately.

I'm a busy busy busy bee.

Ok. I know I promised you that fic. I have it halfway typed up.

You could have that, if you like.

I don't know.

Ok. my space bar and period key aren't working that well, so excuse any mistakes please!

Wellllll......

(don't you hate it when somethings not working, so you tell someone, and it works fine? ugh.)

Haha.

Jessie's coming over. She's gonna spend the night and then we're going SHOPPING tomorrow at the mall. funfunfun.

Hmm..........

I went to the movies with Nik last night.

And I got my birthday present.

I got the most adorable stuffed animal. Its a doggy.

-gasp-

I should put a picture of it on here! yesyesyes. I should. I should.

ugh. i don't know how to put it on here. picture will be on my msn though! and most of you know that. just comment if you need it.

Well, segements...I don't feel like it. sorry.

Love you all!

Toodles

Chicks dig snarky doctors with canes!

Hehe. Its a cow. Moo. Hehe. Dance cow Dance!

There's your quote. From Aaron.

You know, I've started this entry like 10 times now.

I keep starting. Then get I bored.

Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-
Caught in a landslide-
No escape from reality-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
Im just a poor boy,i need no sympathy-
Because Im easy come,easy go,
A little high,little low,
Anyway the wind blows,doesnt really matter to me,
To me

Mama,just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger,now hes dead,
Mama,life had just begun,
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away-
Mama ooo,
Didnt mean to make you cry-
If Im not back again this time tomorrow-
Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters-

Too late,my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Bodys aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I dont want to die,
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all-

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango-
Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo figaro-magnifico-
But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me-
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-
Spare him his life from this monstrosity-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-
Bismillah! no-,we will not let you go-let him go-
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-
So you think you can love me and leave me to die-
Oh baby-cant do this to me baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,

Any way the wind blows....

I'm screaming those lyrics at the top of my lungs.

If you don't know that song, I-I- I don't what I'll do.

I have...the most Incredible news...

I'm not calling you Books....

Is ready....

To be typed...

And its going on here...

soon...

HOW INSANELY AWESOME IS THAT?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Very.

Well...

I'm having a Queen marathon so to sayy

So I'll talketh to you laterz.

For Realz.

Oh yeah.

That's right.

I just pulled an Andrew Sims.

Toodles!

Farkley was a unicorn! In a field of creamy corn!

Because tonight will be the Night that I will Fall for you.

zomg!

hello my darlings! sorry i haven't been on here for awhile.

ok. today, i'm not using capitals.

you know why?

no?

well, lets fix that. its incredibly kinda stupid, but...

the lack of capitalization will totally get on remus' nerves.

yupyup

all this just to bug one remus lupin.

yay!

it was sirius' idea. i swear.

hmmmm....

wellllll....we went to the high school today...that was fun. sort of. i was bored since i couldn't play.

concert tonight! but...i can't play...

hmm....


ooh


you want song lyrics?

yay!

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

And I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

okay. i copyed and pasted, so there is capitalization. but that doesn't count!!!

i know those are really long, but its like the best song ever!

mr.brightside-the killers.

da bomb.

hmm...

inspirational quote?

"every time you vote for pottercast, God kills a kitten"

sorry. but i couldn't uncapitalize that one.

abadabadabadabada

don't ask.

hmmm....

ooh....

word of the day!!!

noooooo.

i have enough segements as it is...

yeah.

sooooo....

uhmm.....

yeah....

well, i'm hungry.

and i think there's something in the kitchen calling my name. idk what it is yet. but its there.

soooo....

toodles!

hmm...grrr. the font size is all messed up. oh well. don't feel like fixings it.

-_-

I feel like crap!

SOOOO.

I'm sorry I haven't updated, but I've done nothing but veg out on the couch with ice cold water and movies. And I've slept.

Why?

I haven't felt like doing anything else.

I'm miserable!!!

But, I'm doing MUCH better.

Can't wait til Monday! 'Course, I'll prolly still be a little 'woozy', it beats being at home and missing everyone!!!

Well, I'm not doing the 'segments' today because my brain isn't functioning well enough to think of any.

Grr.

Well, Loves you alls!!!

TOODLES!!!