Because Fanfiction.Net is (once again) being a royal pain in the arse, I could not upload the newest chapter of this fic. It is, however, on my website here.
So why the post here? So there'll be some place for reviews, of course!
Almond-shaped amber eyes snapped open and moved to fix on
the jovial face of a mediwitch. The
amber eyes then took in the room and concluded that it was an infirmary or a
hospital wing.
Now with Harry torture (juuuust slightly) and Dumbledore bashing!
Also,
to note, there will not - I repeat - NOT be Horcruxes or whatever those
bloody things are in this story. At least I don't plan for them to be.
They may be mentioned but you'll never see one. Mainly 'cause I do not
understand the dang things.
Severus Snape was sleeping soundly when the soft melody of
Bach drifted into his ears, briefly melding with his dreaming mind before it
woke him. He pushed himself up into a
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The vomit in the porcelain bowl of the toilet seemed to
smirk at her in harsh triumph and Hermione snarled viciously, lashing out at
the level that would send it rushing away.
She watched it go with a smirk then sighed, leaning her elbows on the edge
of the bowl and dropping her head into her hands.
Was inspired this morning whilst listening to Shinedown's "Burning Bright". This is what came about when I attempted to put down the inspiration into words.