Warning: this fiction contains slash. If one does not like slash, (m/m
pairings) go no further. If you are underage, well it's your parents fault
for not putting Net Nanny on, now isn't it? If this shit is illegal in your
area, I really hope you'll go away. But barring that, I hope you don't get
caught. Flames will be used to warm my hands and feet with.
Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowlings, I don't own any character except for Rowan Grove. She isn't a 'Mary Sue' so put away the tomatoes. * Yeesh * I wrote this after Sirius d..d..d..oh hell I canna say it. You know what I am talking about. Well I refuse to believe it. He is still around! And I won't let him go!!! And I in no way sounded like Rose from 'Titanic' so don't even start! The plot is mine but you can borrow it. The stars whispered and told me so. Listen you can hear them.
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!
Lovers' Week
Prolouge
The article in "The Daily Prophet", caused an uproar in the magical community. The fact that the same article was in circulation in the wizarding newspapers around the world, made it even more serious. According to Astrologers and Astronomers, once every 1500 years, the alignment of the heavens fall into a certain pattern that affect the emotions of every sentient being, driving them out to seek their mate or mates as the case may be. During this week of chaotic emotions, nothing but the drive to find your hearts' mate will rule. Not gender, age, distance, not the feuds between families nor the Light/Dark division in magic. It won't matter. Fighting the drive will only bring about severe pain for both parties involved. Those humans over 75 and those under 14 aren't affected. The week is about to begin. Good luck to you all. And remember, safety for your partner and yourself.
Harry read the paper again and looked up at his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger "I don't like the sound of that. I mean, who would Voldemort end up with?" "Yeah, and how about that slimeball Malfoy?" Ron asked with a shudder. Hermione looked grave as she considered what the article said. "I think that the best thing we can do, is to prepare a kit just in case. It said that the sex of the person won't stand in the way, so condoms, lube, whatever should be put in the case. And your likes in the field.." "Like what? And when did you become so knowledgeable about this anyways?" "I learned a lot from Krum, when I went to visit him this past summer." The brown haired girl smirked at her two best friends as their eyes widened in shock " and his cousin was very nice, all the way from America she was.." "SHE?!" Ron squeaked out, his face blushing as red as his hair. Harry just looked flabbergasted as he took his glasses off and cleaned them, not looking at either of his friends. (A/N: Sorry I have no clue how Giles got in here...really!) Hermione glared and gave a huff "As I was saying. Your likes in the field, your kinks as it were. It makes no sense if you have a kink and your partner isn't willing to use it, or you to use theirs. If you want more info on what I mean, let me know later. As it is we have to go in for dinner. Your mother just came out." And so Mrs. Weasley had and was calling them in with a worried smile on her face. The Dream Team got up from their place on the hill and hurried inside, knowing why she was worried and feeling the same fear in their hearts. And two of them looking at the third as if they'd never seen her before.
A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I wanted to get a feel for how you enjoyed this before I wrote anymore. And if you have any ideas to torment Ronnikins let me know ok? I love those red heads and I love to play with their heads.not like that people! Perverts! Lol. Review.
Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowlings, I don't own any character except for Rowan Grove. She isn't a 'Mary Sue' so put away the tomatoes. * Yeesh * I wrote this after Sirius d..d..d..oh hell I canna say it. You know what I am talking about. Well I refuse to believe it. He is still around! And I won't let him go!!! And I in no way sounded like Rose from 'Titanic' so don't even start! The plot is mine but you can borrow it. The stars whispered and told me so. Listen you can hear them.
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!
Lovers' Week
Prolouge
The article in "The Daily Prophet", caused an uproar in the magical community. The fact that the same article was in circulation in the wizarding newspapers around the world, made it even more serious. According to Astrologers and Astronomers, once every 1500 years, the alignment of the heavens fall into a certain pattern that affect the emotions of every sentient being, driving them out to seek their mate or mates as the case may be. During this week of chaotic emotions, nothing but the drive to find your hearts' mate will rule. Not gender, age, distance, not the feuds between families nor the Light/Dark division in magic. It won't matter. Fighting the drive will only bring about severe pain for both parties involved. Those humans over 75 and those under 14 aren't affected. The week is about to begin. Good luck to you all. And remember, safety for your partner and yourself.
Harry read the paper again and looked up at his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger "I don't like the sound of that. I mean, who would Voldemort end up with?" "Yeah, and how about that slimeball Malfoy?" Ron asked with a shudder. Hermione looked grave as she considered what the article said. "I think that the best thing we can do, is to prepare a kit just in case. It said that the sex of the person won't stand in the way, so condoms, lube, whatever should be put in the case. And your likes in the field.." "Like what? And when did you become so knowledgeable about this anyways?" "I learned a lot from Krum, when I went to visit him this past summer." The brown haired girl smirked at her two best friends as their eyes widened in shock " and his cousin was very nice, all the way from America she was.." "SHE?!" Ron squeaked out, his face blushing as red as his hair. Harry just looked flabbergasted as he took his glasses off and cleaned them, not looking at either of his friends. (A/N: Sorry I have no clue how Giles got in here...really!) Hermione glared and gave a huff "As I was saying. Your likes in the field, your kinks as it were. It makes no sense if you have a kink and your partner isn't willing to use it, or you to use theirs. If you want more info on what I mean, let me know later. As it is we have to go in for dinner. Your mother just came out." And so Mrs. Weasley had and was calling them in with a worried smile on her face. The Dream Team got up from their place on the hill and hurried inside, knowing why she was worried and feeling the same fear in their hearts. And two of them looking at the third as if they'd never seen her before.
A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I wanted to get a feel for how you enjoyed this before I wrote anymore. And if you have any ideas to torment Ronnikins let me know ok? I love those red heads and I love to play with their heads.not like that people! Perverts! Lol. Review.