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Cinnamon: A Romione DrabbleShe smells like cinnamon.

He doesn't understand much of what she says --and when she gets upset and starts talking quickly and using words outside of his vocabulary, he's learned it's best not to ask her to repeat herself--, but he can smell her from across the room. And she smells like Christmas, and flavored coffee drinks, and breakfast rolls. It kind of makes him hungry.

She looks like cinnamon.

Her eyes are that perfect warm shade of brown, and her increasingly bushy hair matches them perfectly. Her old dressing gown is even the exact same color. And, though she will never believe him, she is just as hot in this state as when she s

Hp-RHr MeaningfulMeaningful.

"That first kiss...it's the passionate one. It's the one filled by desire and attraction, and all of that, but the second kiss is rational. You got time to worry, and over analyze and most women...they prefer that first kiss, but I'm partial to the second one because it's about something more. You'll get that second kiss Joey and when you do it'll be great. It'll be real. It'll be meaningful."

-Nina Repeta as Bessie Potter in Dawson's Creek.

It was over, the war had been won. Ron couldn't quite believe the final battle had been won almost a fortnight ago. Voldemort had been defeated, forever gone from their midst. He had been c

Window to the SoulHarry was worried.

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He was worried about Ron, who was standing stock-still at the fake window, staring at the rain that appeared to be hitting the enchanted glass and not responding to any noises or gestures whatsoever.

He was even more worried about Hermione, whose horrible screams had been abruptly cut off when a Healer had shoved Ron into the wait

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Ginny's concerned expression wasn't enough to hide the obvious satisfaction she felt at having won.

'Well, if you're sure you don't have anything broken, we'd better get going. Maybe you can come meet us later?'

'Sure,' said Ron, frowning in disapproval, as Harry and Ginny set off to Ottery St. Catchpole for ice-creams. He sighed and sat on the ground next to Hermione, examining her leg for the tenth time.

'You really don't know anyhing about Quidditch, do you?' he said softly.

'I know a lot about Quidditch, in fact,' Hermione replied, rubbing her leg and panting heavily.

'About playing Quidditch, I meant

Rain and Grief
Time Period: This fic is set a few days after the final battle in Deathly Hallows. I'm referring to the book, not the film.

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A torrent of May rain drums a frenzied, erratic beat on the castle's roof. This sound, steadfast and reliable like a heartbeat, comforts Ron, a fact that he considers odd. He has never been fond of the rain. As a child it prevented him from playing in the Burrow's gardens with Ginny and the twins. It acted as a burden and a bother. And Ron's spirit, even obstinate and lively at a young age, was never pleased when something (or someone) impeded on his desires.

Now the bother obscures him in a cloak of warmth and pr

Breakups and MakeupsGinny swung herself through the portrait hole and slammed the Fat Lady behind her, cutting off Dean’s angry cries. “Gracious! Young lady, do take care not to shatter my glass next time!”

“Put a cork in it,” she muttered. The Fat Lady gasped, but Ginny was already halfway up the staircase, her hair streaming behind her as if her anger had actually set her head aflame. “I should have dumped him ages ago,” she said furiously. “Sexist prat’d do anything to cop a feel.”

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'I couldn't. But you shouldn't be here, anyway. What do you mean by climbing through people's windows at the dead of the night?'

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Fireplace - (24 days of Romione Drabble)

by ~bluebran, Dec 17, 2012, 8:00:39 AM
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I walk down the stairs in my pyjamas (that are already too short for me) and cast my eyes over the Common Room; it is empty. Silence reigns in the place, except for the soft crackling of the fire, and I quietly approach to the armchair where I left my rucksack. But when I get there, I see her. The Common Room isn't empty.

Her eyes are closed and her mouth slightly parted; she looks so peaceful. Her cute frown is relaxed now, and I smile when I see the books spread over the floor. She's fallen asleep while she studied. Her bushy mane of brown hair is sprawled across the sofa, the dancing flames from the fireplace make it look almost auburn. The fire has made her blush, too. She's so beautiful.

I get closer to her and take the book that rests on her chest, careful not to wake her. I can hear her soft breathing now. She smiles in dreams and I smile too. I could watch her forever. I wish I could. I wish she knew how I feel. I lean toward her and hesitate for a second, but then I kiss her on the cheek. She smiles again. She's so beautiful. I wish she knew how I feel.

Fireplace - (24 days of Romione Drabble)by ~bluebran

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Hello everybody! This short drabble is for

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I chose the prompt 'Fireplace'; it's not a very creative piece, but I hope you like it!