First of this is my opinion and I really do not care if tu agree with it o not.

Snape's worst memory: "This will liven tu up, Padfoot," dicho James quietly. "Look who it is..."
"Excellent," he dicho softly. "Snivellus."
Harry turned to see what Sirius was looking at.
Snape was on his feet again, and was stowing the O.W.L. paper in his bag. As he emerged from the shadows of the bushes and set off across the grass, Sirius and James stood up. Lupin and Wormtail remained sitting: Lupin was still staring down at his book, though his eyes were not moving and a faint frown line had appeared between...

hola Lani!
That's Right I'm you're secret Santa!!!
I'm really really really really really sorry I didn't make tu a Photoshoped dramione o Druna pic o a fanvid...so I wrote this dramione fanfic for tu instead!!
I hope tu enjoy it just the same!
It's a little sequel to 'A shoulder to cry on' tu could say it's a segundo part.
And it's From Draco's PoV.
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I just sat there staring at the dark night sky from one of the corridors' windows,when I heard the sound of heels tapping on the stone floor. Their sound getting closer...

    “That’s it. I’m leaving FanPop. I can’t stand everyone being so rude!”
    “Calm down, Severus.”
    “Find your peace, brother.”
    “Whatever.”
    “Honestly. I’m really leaving.”
    “Maybe… maybe tu just need a break from them.”
    “You need time to relax.”
    “Blah blah blah…”
    “Alright. I suppose… I suppose I’ll miss them if I’m gone, but I do need to take...

All three of the following stories are entirely true. All three happened in the summer on a very hot day. All three happened in my family. Coincidence? Maybe. Read on and FIND out!

Some years hace now, I was camping with my family. My grandparents have a huge 40-foot motorhome. On the motorhome, the awning retracts automatically in high wind. Now, this día I'm talking about was boiling hot, like 90 o above. The air conditioning on the motorhome was running. There was a big puddle of water just sitting in the awning. If you're laughing now, tu can already see where this is going.
Well, my mom...

    Severus and James, very awkwardly and tiredly, dug a hole laboriously with their hands, and buried their wand in the dirt. Both their minds at a breaking point, and feeling so vulnerable, they publicado themselves and walked inside.

    “Severus…”
    “Uhm… Lily?”
    James was a bit shocked when Lily caught up to him outside. She looked very angry. “I can’t believe you. Why can’t tu just leave it alone?”
    “Leave… what?” James thought about how he had punched…...

There is a lot of good in being a Maurderer, it's just sort of hard to find.
    “Potions was a drag.”
    “Yeah.”
    “Oh, don’t say ‘yeah’ like that!” Sirius shoved his friend, “You know tu were checking out that Evans chick.”
    James grinned, “Her? That babe won’t even look my way!”
    Sirius snickered. “Too involved with Snivells.”
    “She’s got bad taste.” James laughed, ruffling his hair. The two walked along, feeling very content....

    Severus Snape sat on the bench, leaving himself lost in his own imagination. Crowds of people stumbled past each other, más people than he’d ever been accustomed to. He lived in a small town, and when he got out of the house it was never to socialize.
    But it was going to change. He’d recently been offered a job teaching in one of America’s finest universities, as he already had two doctors in mathematics and humanities, and he was now working on another for biology, just for amusement, just to pass the time.
    You see,...

((What happens when the four Harry Potters meet? Nothing good. Book Harry is post-DH, and Movie Harry is OOTP. Movie Harry belongs to Warner Bros. Book Harry belongs to J.K. Rowling. Musical Harry belongs to Starkid. Puppet Harry belongs to his creator. Used without permission.))



Harry Potter was not in the greatest of moods. True, he DID defeat Voldemort (again), but it was turning out to be a not-so-satisfying victory. His scar, which was tortazo in the middle of his forehead, had started twinging again. That in itself wasn't a good sign.
Of course, a scar twinge could mean any number of things....