“A what?” You laughed, admiring the beautifully bright owl looking bird that was perched so elegantly above where you and Newt were walking. He laughed a little too, stopping to admire the bird as well.
“A fwooper. Their quite enjoyable really, but you can’t stand around him too long or he’ll start singing, and you’ll go mad.” Newt explained with a little too much giddiness. Your heart sunk a little at his words. You were relatively new to the “creature” scene and it all still scared you a bit.
In reality, you did it mostly for him. He was kind and generous and he was all you seemed to need.
“Now the next one, you need to be calm. He won’t harm you, but I want him to get used to you.” Newt said, not looking back at you, but sliding his arm out from yours and grabbing your hand, leading you up a a small set to stairs to a platform.
So after a long lul (lool?), period, of just forgetting my roots of how much I love to read and write, I’ve finally decided to go back to them and start writing again. But I would love to try request again and not so much as prompts that I follow. Just so you have an idea of what I write about here is a list. Please request !! Thank you dearly.
• The hobbit / lord of the rings
• supernatural
• Star Wars
• Star Trek
• narnia
• Harry Potter
• Jurassic world
I can’t think of any more at the moment but if you see any on my page that you’d like to have, feel free to let me know!
GO REQUEST !!!!! Go! Go now ! Go and do it ! Please !!
Summary - Fred and George always have a trick up their sleeve, and with as long as you’ve been dating George, you have always been sucked into their tricks, but not this time.
“Hey y/n! What are
you doing in the library so late?” A small, tired voice spoke behind you,
startling you out of your deep thoughts, well, pretty much sleep. When you
looked up you saw a tired Hermione in her pajamas and a robe, crossing her arms
for warmth. The library was cold and silent. Even the books had stopped moving
at this point. Hermione’s eyes were red and the circles under her eyes we
deepened. She was exhausted, but never the less she must had noticed your empty
bed and worried.
“Oh, I’m sorry to
keep you awake, you didn’t have to come looking for me. I’m just… reading.”
