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The Siren's Call [Ignore post count]

CURRNT CRAVINGS.

I have been looking through some of my Original plots. Details are given upon request, but here are my titles and genere(s).

Essence Left My Heart (Supernatural, post apocalyptic, romance-though not the main focus, war)

I Won't See You Tonight (dark themed romance, supernatural undertones)

Heads or Tails (Slice of Life, light hearted romance)

Hand of Darkness (crime syndicate, violence, modern)

Between the Rise and Fall (supernatural, post apocalyptic, dark themed romance.)

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The feelings washing over Ryan were almost suffocating her. Being in that room again, going through small bits of what happened, it made her wish she could have it removed from her mind... however, it would only affect her conscious memory... at least that was what her mother had told her. She would probably never be able to produce a patronus again, and her mind would haunt her subconsciously if she did remove it... It was the biggest draw back to seeing a dementor's kiss. It was traumatic, especially with it being someone she was so close to. The first person who really saw her, just short of her few close friends. The first...

A voice drew her back, and she looked to see Oliver there. She hadn't fully realized she was still standing against the wall. "I'm fine." Her voice was quiet, and she moved away from the wall, looking towards the lift. She smoothed out her clothes and picked her bag up. She had barely realized she had dropped it on the ground. She gave a small nod. "I figured I stick around until my father returned with Mr. Stevens. See if there was anything I could do to help out more."

It wasn't necessary for her to, she was sure, but she also knew that above all, though the whole team would be targeted, Kearney would.need extra forms of protection. And he would probably need to meet with a healer. She began towards the lift. "I shall be arriving to practices earlier, setting up more alarm perimeters slightly further out, among other measures. Once word reaches the public, Puddlemere will have a large target on them. Don't be surprised if other aurors are coming along with me, and in three weeks I will have a stand in for a day or two." She informed him, her hands were a bit shaky, but her voice didn't show it.

Once in the lift, she grabbed hold of one of the hanging bars as it zoomed off and once to the floor with the Floo networks, she stopped besides on of the chimneys, looking to her watch. It may take some time, but she knew her father would return her for Oliver to collect Kearney and.get through everything.

Then the silvery light appeared before her, the Bear stopping before her. "Meet us in Diagon Alley. Mr. Stevens requested to not to travel to the Ministry." The voice said, and Ryan looked for Oliver. She gave a nod, she understood.

"Alrighty, Diagon Alley it is." She said, entering a chimney and disapparating and appearing near the Leaky Cauldron. Her father wasn't far off with the frail form of a man under her father's jacket. Her eyes softened as she approached. Oliver couldn't have been far off, so she stopped before her father.

"Thank you." She said to him, and he kissed the top of her head.

"Remember, if you need me..." He trailed off before looking to Kearney. "Get a hold.of me, I will see what I can work out."

She gave a nod, and he disappeared. She remained silent, not wanting to speak with Kearney just yet. He needed food, and perhaps some medical attention, but she could see it could take a while to fully recover. And she would see to it that no one did this to anyone again. Ever.

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The game was growing intense rather quickly. Just. How. He. Liked. It. Good, this was just what he was used to. Once the quaffle had left his hand and seeing Katie catch it, he couldn't help the odd feeling that washed over him. But it quickly left as he dodged a bludger, catching an elbow in his ribs. Really? It was returned, twice force and he zoomed.off into the sky. An elbow hadn't ever slowed him down before, but the bludger rushing towards his head would have. He plummeted, quickly, and one of the other players whose names he would eventually have to learn got in him. Luckily, Pucey was there and it was then that they broke off of him.

Bell had been fighting for the quaffle, and with what felt like less than a blink it was huddling towards him. He saw another coming in and he whipped his broom into theirs, catching the quaffle before he nosedived away and moved back a bit before quickly whipping around and slinging the quaffle with all his might before moving to the other side.

It missed, but the fling back had proven a bit less than what the keeper intended as he quickly found himself tussling for the quaffle. Pucey was still off, and Damn the fact that Bell was the closest one to him. It didn't due.much to have pride right.now, and as an elbow him him in the face, he shoves himself closer and hit the quaffle out of the other player's hands before grabbing it and whipping his broom upward. He passed.to Katie, moving himself between her and one of others.on her.

Luckily, Pucey was there too, and.Katie would have a clear shot as long as they kept it up, but Perth, at least that's who he thought it was, was.closing.in fast, but Pucey managed redirect him.

This was Quidditch, alright, and.Marcus had never fought so hard for it in his life.

(Sorry it's short, I lost.my Original when my phone wonked out on me)

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Working on my Marcus post finally. Should be up later on tonight if not tomorrow night. Work is super slow and once I finish up my stuff I should have it up.

You Make Me Feel

The art room was a nice change of pace, Ricki had to admit, and she sat there staring at the page in her journal. She began spacing out, her mind wandering.

The Music was thumping, loud, and the deck was full of people dancing, drinking, and having an all around good time. It was relatively nice to see, but all at once, Ricki wasn't having a good time herself. Her mind was heavy, and even watching the fireworks had cheered her up. Her beer in hand, She sighed, continuing to watch as this party continued on at full speed.

"And why are you looking so down?" The male voice came as a bit of a surprise, but her head turned to see Gabe taking the vacant seat beside her. "Its the Fourth of July, you're surrounded by friends, and your brothers are in for a visit."

"Just thinking. You know, all that shit with David. I didn't think he was serious about it, but I guess he was. How did her go from so nice to super douche?" She said, and Gabe threw an arm around her as she took another drink.

"I told you once football came in, he'd change. And the fact you won't let him into your pants pisses him off to no end. He feels entitled to ALL of you." He said, "I mean, he really isn't used to not getting his way."

Ricki's eyes rolled. "I'm not like that."

"Don't you think I know?" Gabe asked, and she gave a knowing look. "Hey now, just saying, we were almost a thing once."

"Yeah, but you didn't want what I did if you remember." She said, and he chuckled.

"What can I say? Your brothers scare the shit out of me." That got a light smile. "There we go."

"Shut up." She said, and he stood and took her beer and set it down before pulling her to her feet. "What are you doing?"

"We're going to dance, and you're going to forget all of this David drama." He told her, and she let him pull her out to the makeshift dance floor and she started dancing with him.

"Why are you being so nice?" She asked, trying to speak over the music was a little hard.

"Because, I get where you're at. Where do you think Erin and I were a couple months ago?" He pointed out, and Ricki nodded a bit, turning herself to fully face him once a slow song came on. It was odd, but it seemed to be in popular demand, and Ricki could feel her half tipsy self stumbling a bit as she danced with him. At least he was there to keep her up.

"Gabe?" She asked, and he looked.down to her.

"What?"

"Do you ever regret it not working?" She asked, but before he could answer she.managed to catch him in a kiss.

"Earth to Ricki!" Krista exclaimed, waving her hand in her face. Ricki blinked and jumped a bit, noticing that Jared was sitting in the room now.

"Sorry, kinda zoned there." She apologized, and Krista nodded.

"Obviously. You need to check your phone, super puss is trying to get you to answer him." She said and Maureen laughed.

"I'll answer him later." She said, and she looked to Jared. "This is what I have so far, I just wanted some input before I finished it up."

She heard the Art room door open and Krista's voice made her look up. "She really doesn't want to talk to you."

Go figure, it was Gabe, but he came in anyway.

"Busy." She said, and he looked to her before she looked away.

"What the hell?" He asked.

"What I've been thinking, but really, I'm busy. Kind of have an AP English project. Don't you too?" She spat and he looked at her before she sighed. "I'll be around after your practice. Adam's car is in the shop, so I have to pick him up for our tutoring session."

With thay she had dismissed his presence from her mind, even if he was still standing there, and Maureen walked up. "Now, out. We are avoiding drama, and you're just riddled with it." She said, and she and Krista practically shoved him out the door.

Ricki was having a hard time focusing, and she finally acted on it. They had maybe fifteen minutes left of lunch, so she pulled her apron from the door and started working on the rest of the first backdrop.

"You're going to have to excuse Ricki, she tends to be a little out in left field when she's mad." Krista explained, But Ricki spoke.

"Not mad, just really sick of this shit." She pointed out and Maureen nodded.

"Change in topic! So, what is going on after winter formal?" She asked, and Krista laughed.

"Nothing much can, it's like the one weekend Ricki's parents are actually in town. Want to get millions of pictures of their little girl." Krista laughed. "Her mom is still pissed that she's going stag."

Maureen laughed. "What'd your dad say?"

Ricki stopped and turned, and she cleared her throat. In a mock deep voice she responded, "Now, young lady, I know you're almost an adult, but remember you are still my little girl. Remember to say no to alcohol and if a guy tries anything you call me."

At this point Krista was nearly on the floor and Maureen was leaning on Carl. Ricki was sure the guys were confused, but Krista cleared it up. "Your dad? Guys should be more afraid of your.mom."

"I don't want any of the guys around my mom." Ricki laughed before she finally found it in herself to sit back down, feeling a little better. "I'm sorry about this," She said to Jared and Carl. "We're random as hell."

--

Ricki was glad once lunch was over, and the rest of her day nearly flew by. She still Getting.comments, but once she got in her car and headed home, a weight lifted off her shoulders. Once in the door of her house, she turned on the stereo, blast in some of her music. Flyleaf was the first thing that came on as she stripped out of her clothes, heading to her room and changing into a pair of her sweatpants and a white t-shirt. She pulled her hair up, singing and dancing around the empty house, trying to keep her.mind off things until her phone rang without looking she answered. "Hello?"

"I didn't think you'd answer." She paused near instantly. It was David. "Can we talk? Like really talk?" He seemed calmer, his voice quieter.

"Where?" She asked, putting him on speaker as She entered the bathroom and began washing her face.

"City Park." He said, and she sighed.

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

With that she hung up, and she slid into a pair of shoes before grabbing her keys and heading to the park. He wasn't hard to spot, his face a bit bruised and his nose looking worse for wear. She got out of her car and walked over to him, and she crossed her arms. "You wanted to talk?" She asked.

"Look, I can't say I'm sorry for what I did, because I'm not, but I have to know, why?" He asked.

"Why what, David?" She asked.

"Gabe." He said.

"Do you know how miserable I was? Gabe was nice to me, and I was drunk. What happened, happened, it was supposed to stay in the past, but it obviously didn't, but oh well." She said, and he nodded. "Why Jared?"

"Come on, Ricki, I know you aren't that dumb." He said. Ricki gave a look and he continued. "It was the way he looked at you that first day."

"Because of a goddamn look? You nearly run him over because of a look?" She asked, and he looked away. "You really are a piece of work, you know that? News flash, David, the world does not revolve around you, and the fact you think it should is pathetic and I feel sorry for you."

She turned to walk away, but he grabbed her arm, and she looked to him. The lookout f anger was apparent. "Don't you walk away."

"David, I'm done. I have my own shit to deal with because.of this, and because of you, people who shouldn't be involved are now." She went to move, but he didn't release her arm. "What are you going to do? Hit me? Throw me down? Bully me around because I am saying no? Because you don't deserve whatever it is you want from me?"

He was starting to hurt her arm, but a car horn caused him to let go, and she near ran to her car and took off, heading towards the hockey practice. She would just wait in the parking lot for Adam, knowing that heading home.wouldn't comfort her any.

The minutes just flew by and before she knew it, She saw the first of the hockey players leaving, and she going out and leaned against the hood of her car. It wasn't long before Gabe came out, and his eyes looked down to her arm.

"What happened to your arm?" He asked, and Ricki looked down and there was a bruise there.

Fuck. She didn't want to have to explain that.

No Longer the Lost, No Longer the Same

It took a few minutes for anyone to come inside, and when the twins saw it was Abagail, they paused mid sandwich. The smiles that spread across their faces at her reaction were nothing short of amused. They wold have laughed if they wouldn't have choked on their last bite of their own sandwiches. Then Abagail asked a question and the twins perked up.

"No, no, its much better." Fred answered, and George continued.

"Its home." George said, "Our mum and dad will be so pleased to meet you both."

"Mum has been a nervous wreck, our younger sister went back to Hogwarts, and our younger brother is off with Harry Potter. Not to mention we're all in constant danger because we're seen as Blood Traitors in the eyes of the Muggle Born Registration Commission." Fred went on and George picked up.

"I think you'll like it there. You and Emily will be sharing our sister's room. We have a garden, a large bit of land, plenty of forest and a pond. Its gorgeous and there is never a dull moment. Always have something to do. Tomorrow we'll take the port key, as we have many protective spells around our home. It will be the.busiest day as you'll be.meeting the rest of the Order."

"Let's see ,there's mum, dad, Bill, Fleur, Remus, Tonks, and Kingsley." Fred thought.

"May not sound like much, but we're all wicked good witches and wizards." George continued before seeing Charlie and Emily entered.

"Just in time, we were just talking about the Order." Fred said and Emily gave a look.

"Very nice." Emily said, seeing the bathroom and looking to Abagail. "Since you're eating, I'm going to wash up. I'll eat after before you say anything."

Fred and Gorge heard the bathroom door close, and they looked to Charlie. "Of all of us though, Charlie here is the most rugged. A dragonologist."

George nodded. "And we own our own joke shop."

"What about you?" Fred asked. "What did you do before everything hit?"

--

Emily watched Abagail go inside. Her physical pain wouldn't be the problem, it was the repercussions of her actions earlier in the night. She had made contact with spirits, which meant it was likely the evil spirits would visit her. Charlie's voice brought her back. "Thank you, but I'll be alright." She said. "Besides, don't think I won't hex you without a thought if this whole thing is a charade." She warned him, feeling her once sisterly warmth leaving her as Abagail got further away.

She finally moved to head inside, slinging her bag over her shoulder as she headed towards the door, but she stopped and turned to Charlie at the door, blocking it with her form. "And as for earlier... there will come a time where everything becomes painfully clear to you. That time isn't now, not until I know for a fact that I can trust you. Because once people find out about me, who I am, what I'm capable of, they look at me differently." She said, a bit defensively. She walked in, and once one of the twins spoke, She announced that she was going to wash up, and once she closed the bathroom door, she placed muffling spells on the room as she drew the bath.

Once it was filled, she stripped out of her clothes and once the gloves came off, her barcode was staring her in the face. She shook her head and enchanted the bathroom sink to wash her clothes and a pair of fresh ones came from her bag as she sank into the hot water.

"This is nice." She whispered, singing to herself as she bathed, glad she put the muffling spell on the room. She learned those spells young, to keep her.nightmares a secret.

Once she finished bathing and magically dried her other clothes, she exited the bathroom. Her hair was still being magically brushed, and she came out in her black sweatpants and a large long sleeved shirt, her black, fingerless gloves back on her hands as she sat at the table and began eating, silently.

Not All Is As It Seems

Bill looked to Charlie. Of the siblings, aside from Fred and George, they were the closest. And Bill had never been so thankful to have his brother at his side than at this very moment. He had been beaten down, lost a great mentor, and just weeks ago he lost Fleur. They had been going through a rough patch, and it turned sour. Needless to say, Bill nearly packed and went to Romania to visit Charlie, but the younger sibling beat him to the punch.

He sighed though, "I do have to be here. Pay my respects." He reminded his brother, but when he brought up the witches, Bill turned his head and looked. There they were. The mysterious ones who just magically appeared once word of Dumbledore's death made its rounds.

He gave a small chuckle to Charlie's remarks though. "Maybe they like scars." He gave a gentle tease, but soon rubbed his face and winced a bit,, bringing his hand back. Some clear liquid had come from the most raw one, and he dabbled his handkerchief over it. He wasn't happy with that much, but he knew the services wold be beginning soon, and then he could rest some more.

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Katherine nodded to Addie's notion. They would do as Dumbledore wanted them to. Help when they were needed, but Katherine was hesitant with it. She knew how destructive their powers could be under certain emotional ranges, and anger and depression would definitely follow the events of today. Not to mention the Dark Lord wouldn't rest.

Her eyes looked to Katherine who was looking back to the werewolf bite patient. They had done all they could, Addie using her knowledge of healing and Katherine brewing whatever potions she needed, simply to avoid human contact. However, the man beside their patient, a brother she assumed, caught them looking, but Katherine studied him a moment. Worry was an apparent emotion over him, but she couldn't blame him.

If it had been Addie, Katherine wouldn't have left her side period. But she didn't have to worry about Addie.

Soon Katherine face forward and pulled her wand out, waving it silently, and flowers appeared in her lap. Easter Lilies. They were her favorites and since she had met Dumbledore, she always received them on her birthday. So, she would place them on his tomb because of what they meant. She looked to Addie, placing her wand back. "I'll be right back." She said, taking her arrangement and placing it before the tomb.

She was relatively alone , and as she stared at the tomb, she swallowed, hard. "I hope we live up to what you hoped we would." She whispered before she turned to head back to her seat.

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Alrighty. =)

You Make Me Feel

Ricki was oddly thankful to have Andrews first period, especially with the drama going on around school. She was going to slid into the skid as best she could, that was, until, it inevitably got to her. The background coughs about Jared actually got to her. He wasn't part of any of this, ad he didn't deserve any of the shit he was getting. And Gabe was rightfully passing her off by not doing anything other than twiddling his thumbs, so to speak. Would she have to do this all herself?

Her journal was opened, and though she wasn't fully focusing on the classwork at hand, She was writing up more dialogue for the project. As best she could, she was trying to gauge MacBeth to a modern mob vibe, and it would definitely be an A worthy project before the end.

Her phone vibrated in her jacket pocket, something She was growing accustomed to ignoring. She had a feeling it was more messages about what ensued the day before. Between her and Gabe, and the shit that went down with David and Jared, Ricki couldn't be sure what to expect, but she did know this. Let them try their hardest to get her to say something wrong, she was ready to play this game. Far too ready.

--

Her next class, Art, was where it began, but she had Maureen and Krista to back her there. It was the first taste people were getting of this part of her.

"So, Ricki," one of the guys in front of her began when Dancy took a call in class. If she remembered right, his name was Nick, "What's your deal with going from little angel to this?"

Krista looked to Ricki who had bit her lip. "You are aware as to what they say, right?" She asked, and he gave her a look. "You didn't know? All good girls have a bad streak, and it's about time I get to live mine out."

"So... what are you doing tonight?" He asked, and a few girls shot Ricki looks, but her answer got some giggles.

"Oh," she began, a smirk on her face, "you see, I have standards, doll. And let's be honest, you don't meet any of them."

"A slit with standards?" A girl behind her scoffed.

Maureen turned. "At least she makes it known she has standards, unlike you. You've slept with what? Half the basketball team?"

The girl sent a glare and Ricki just smiled to herself as she continued on with her
sketch. Krista nudged her, and Ricki looked to her. "You sure you're going to be able to hold this up?" She whispered and Ricki nodded.

"Well, with Gabe flaking out on this whole ordeal and trying to be invisible, one of us has to own it. Besides, it's just a bit of acting. We were in Drama club for three years." She hushed her reply.

"I just worry about you." She said, and Ricki nodded.

"I know, and I appreciate it." She nodded, looking at Krista's sketch. "Wanna trade for a bit? I am a little stuck on mine and you've been going over the same line for a while."

"Thought you'd never ask."

--

Lunch came relatively quick, but Ricki was glad that her fourth period teacher let them go a little early, so she managed to slip into the lunch room with little attention. Krista and Maureen weren't far behind, but as the room began to fill, eyes were everywhere, and Maureen sighed. "Did you see what's going around?" She asked, flipping her phone toward Ricki and Krista.

A tasteless video of Golddigger with Jared in the back. "Wow, real creative." Ricki faked her enthusiasm a little too badly as Krista chuckled.

"Hey, at least it's better than the other videos.going around about you." She said, and Ricki rolled her eyes.

"You know, I think my favorite.one was, Oh wait, I have them all equally." Ricki said, and Maureen leaned over the table.

"Be ready for some real shit." She said, and Ricki tossed a look to her before she saw Carl and Jared join them. The Question came as a slight bit of surprise to her, but she nodded.

"Company is good." She answered, "Especially when it's good company."

Krista nodded. "Amen to that. Where's super puss?"

"Probably barking up Heather's tree. I don't see what his deal is anyway." Ricki rolled her eyes, and soon a hand clapped her shoulder, and she turned her head to see, um.., Nick, god she needed to remember his name. He was there, and she sighed, deciding to ignore him, though he was there.

"So, Jared, I have some notes for you to look over on our project, if you want to look them over now." She said.

"Ricki?" The male voice came, gentle turning her shoulder towards him.

"Oh, where are.my manners? Did you need something?" She asked.

"Yeah, what are you doing tonight?" His question echoed from earlier, and she sighed.

"I'm busy, actually." She said, and one of the guys buddies came up.

"Too busy for this guy? Really? Just like you were busy with Montgomery?" The guy quipped, but Nick shook his head.

"Nah, looks like her flavor of the week is this guy here."Nick said, "if you didn't know."

It struck a nerve, and Ricki stood. "Well, at least I don't prey on those who already have issues. As if either of you haven't had a moment of weakness. In fact, didn't I pull the two of you out of one the closets when you were both drunk at a party a few weeks back. Talk about embarrassing." She said, and it got a few looks, including from the two before her.

Krista stood, "Ricki, they're not worth it."

"Be that as it may, I don't think should get by with what they were saying." She's aid.

"At least we're not easy." Nick coughed, and Ricki bit her lip, and she nodded.

"Really? I'm easy because I slept with one guy? Oh god. Call the police, I guess it's a crime all of a sudden. When you get the full story, then maybe you have some right to say something." She quipped, sitting back down, and Krista shot a look over to another table and the guys backed off. Ricki had barely noticed the eyes.on them, and Maureen stood.

"What are all of you looking at?" She hissed, and.gradually the onlookers went back about their conversations.

"Ricki?" Krista asked. "Are you okay?"

Ricki nodded. "Yeah. Just sucks is all."

She pulled out her journals, and Krista looked at the others. "C'mon guys, I know a better place we can eat lunch." She said, standing. Ricki looked up to her. "Besides, we're all too good for this shit anyway, too petty."

Ricki sighed, picking up her journals, as Krista grabbed her hand and looked to Jared. "Well, c'mon, don't you two have an English project to work on?" She said as she nearly dragged Ricki ahead. "Babe, you don't have to keep it up. Its bothering you."

"No, what bothers me is that Jared got pulled into this because David is psycho right now. He has absolutely nothing to do with this. And I know it's my fault that it happened. Right now is when I wish my brothers were still going to school here ,then all I'd have to do is say the word and It would go away." She said, and Krista gave her a look.

"Babe." She said, opening the Art room door and she saw Ricki smile a bit, Maureen half dragging Carl behind them.

"Really, Krissy?" She asked.

"This is further off than the choir room." Ricki pointed out, and she sat in her usual seat, looking down as she opened her journals.

Peace and quiet, for the moment.