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Blurring Lines House
Original language: English (fanfiction.net/s/5890592/1/Blurring_House_Lines)
original Author: Lily Winterwood (fanfiction.net/u/1071606/Lily_Winterwood)
Notes: chapters promise up more often, now I have more time ~ at least a week = D

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Part Two Hermione Granger


Arthur did not see Harry Potter through the first of September, King Cross station. The boy was watching from the platform nine to ten, confused.

"Oi! Need help? "Called Arthur. Harry turned to him, his face relaxing slightly at uNo familiar face.

"Yes, thank you!" Harry said back, driving his cart up to him. "I can not find platform nine and three quarters, you know how to get there?"

"Sure, it's simple." Arthur pointed to the barrier. "Just run to the barrier!"

Harry looked as though he really was crazy. "Barrier?"

"Let me show you." Arthur turned his cart up to the barrier face. Ran straight to the platform. A moment later,Harry came running like a bull, his eyes slightly closed. He opened his eyes and paused, looking around in amazement.

Arthur smiled and turned away, then heard someone say his name.

"Arthur!" Was a healthy boy near the Hogwarts Express. The long hair and almost platinum mixed with the steam train.

Beside her was her brother Russia, a white owl on his shoulder and a yellow and black scarf around his neck. Beside him was another girl from prominent breasts, was talking animatedly with his brother's girlfriend, Madeline unloved, none of them amountfoward the "boiiiiiing" which sounded every time she moved.

Arthur smiled and began walking toward them, but suddenly there was a burst of navy blue dress and white apron, and the first girl reached out and wrapped him in a crushing embrace.

"I missed you!" Said Nataliya Arlovskaya, revealing a rare smile on his face. "How was your summer?"

"Well, Nataliya. And I'm definitely looking to start the year with a couple of broken ribs. "Nataliya laughed

arranged his hair behind his shoulder. Had grown, and was a little nicer. Smiling at your brother, said, "Come on, Ivan, Can you help Arthur with his trunk?"

"Da, sister," said Ivan Braginski, walking forward to Arthur take the trunk and take the train.

"No, I can do that," snapped a voice. Alfred had left the train, wearing his bomber jacket, like always. Ivan raised an eyebrow, but he stepped aside and let Alfred pick up the heavy trunk. To the surprise of Arthur, Alfred raised himeasily and left him on the train as if she weighed the same as a bag. Arthur looked

Nataliya. "You sit with us?"

"Nyet, I will sit with brother, sister, Madeline." Nataliya shrugged. "I see you later then?"

"Yes" Arthur hugged her again and tried to convince himself that he had not buried his face in her hair to feel the perfume of violets was suspected.

climbed into the Hogwarts Express with Driscoll and the rest of their cbears, turning to smile.


...




Matthew, Francis, and Tiffany were in the chamber when Arthur entered Alfred. Matthew and Francis talking in French, and Tiffany was looking out the window.


"Guys, Artie is here! Alfred cried while accommodating the trunk of Arthur in one of the compartments in height.


"Salut Arthur!" Francis dedicated his patented lopsided grin and a wink. "How was your summer?"


&, Ldquo; Bored, "Arthur admitted. "Especially because we were not allowed to use magic."


"Tell me," Alfred said, rolling his eyes. "I was dying to show everyone the things I could do!"


"At least we get to Hogwarts can only use magic again, huh?" Matthew smiled at you ; midamente, hugging her bear.

A whistle blew, and the students went around and rushed to board the train. A girl poked her head into the chamber.

"Everybodys other magazines are busy, I wonder if I could sit here? "he asked.

"Oh, no problem," said Arthur gently, pushing their belongings to one side. Alfred settled the trunk of the girl as she sat next to Arthur carelessly. He had messy brown hair and brown eyes bright. "My name is Arthur Kirkland. What is your name? "

" I'm Hermione Granger, "he said. And was wearing school uniform. "I'm starting Hogwarts this Anoy already & iacutee; all the books they gave us for the course, also memorized many of them, and I'm so excited! You guys are going back to Hogwarts? How is it? "

Alfred smiled. "Hogwarts is great! I'm in Gryffindor, my brother Mattie is in Hufflepuff, and Francis and Arthur are in Slytherin. You will learn many great things in Hogwarts! "

the girl's eyes lit up when they hear the word''learning.'' "Oh, tell me what you learned in first year!"

As the train continuedtheir journey to Hogwarts, Alfred dramatically recounted the events of the previous year. Hermione listened with full attention.

"So there we were, in a dark, damp gourd ..."

"No, in fact it was a pumpkin much more spacious than an average cell" Arthur cut.

"Who is telling the story, you or me?"

Arthur gave him a kick.





... "Have you seen my frog?" Asked a boy faceround, putting his head into the chamber half an hour later. Hermione had her head buried in a book, Francis and Matthew were on parchment whispering, Tiffany Alfred took a nap and was trying to see how many dead spiders could hide in her hair before she woke up.

"No, I have not seen your frog," said Arthur, stopping to look at Alfred and play.

"Oh, I think I lost it! Well, if you see, can you tell me? "

" Sure! "Hermione got up from his seat and closed the book. "I'll help! & Rdquo;

The two left the chamber. Alfred chuckled as he reached for his bag of spiders again.

"What the hell you think you're doing?" Arthur asked, while the U.S. put a dead black widow, on top of a flattened world and coffee.

"It's fun to joke with her," Alfred said with a laugh.

is clear that the chivalry of Gryffindor not bother Pequena extendíaa a premium.

"Do you try to break the record, eh?" Matthew looked at them. Arthur was almost shocked at her reactionng. "It was a family joke?

"I've been twelve," said Alfred.

"The record is twenty-four, eh," he recalled Matthew.

"You two are evil, you know?"

Alfred chuckled again. "It has always been a competition between the cousins to see how many spiders you can put in the hair of the premium Tiffany. Not afraid, but he hates almost as much as he loves his hair. "

Apparently, the premium Tiffany filled the patience of many people.


...


The Hogwarts Expresswas stationed in Hogsmeade Station. All the chamber had been changed. Tiffany's cousin woke to notice the missing five minutes and stretched.

The black widow landed on his lap.

Since the announcement, their cries echoed throughout the length and breadth of the train.






... "Thirty-six, eh! Congratulations! "Matthew exclaimed as they walked to the carriages pulled by invisible creatures. "You broke the record, eh!"


"Wait until the guys in USA know! & rdquo; Alfred cried and got into the carriage. The interior smelled moldy hay, for some strange reason.


Once everyone got into the carriages, except for the first year, they stumbled a bit, like a train left the castle of Hogwarts.


The castle was illuminated by the light of stars, like a large and complex lamp. The lights were welcomed back to the students. Inside the Carriage, Arthur looked towards the castle and smiled.


went out and walked toward the castle, through the hall to the Great Hall. Inside,enchanted ceiling mimicked the sky, and the room was illuminated by candles floating in the air. Francis Arthur and walked to the Slytherin table and sat next to Nataliya.


"They had a good trip?" She asked. Arthur nodded, Francis smiled sideways.


"Did you know? Harry Potter starts this year, "said Arthur, and Nataliya's eyes widened.


" Mais non!" Cried Francis. "Have you seen him?"


"Twice," Arthur admitted. C
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"How is it?" Said Nataliya.


Arthur shrugged. "A little low, dark hair, and not exactly a good texture, very skinny, you know?"


"How about you?" Francis joked. Arthur hit him.


"Shut up. Finally, it also has the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. Wears glasses, too. "


" It sounds ... well, you pretty anti-climatic? "Nataliya shrugged hombros too.


"What, wait for a boy of eleven tall and muscular?" Francis laughed. "I'm not surprised at all."


Great Hall doors opened and the first came, looking fearful. Arthur quickly scanned the crowd looking for Harry. "There," whispered to Francis and Nataliya, gesturing to the guy who stared at the ceiling. Nataliya


examined it for a minute or something and then nodded. "You're right, it really does not look anything like ahero. "


" Once again, I'm not surprised, "noted Francis.


...



The draw began. The first new Slytherin was a girl named Milicent Bulstrode, his hair was black and broad texture.

"Granger, Hermione!"

Hermione, the girl from the train, was placed in Gryffindor.

"Aw, I would like to join us," said Francis. "If your front teeth were not so great and her hair was a little less tangled, I think it would be absolute dazzling. "

Arthur rolled his eyes, as Professor McGonagall called," Jones, Tiffany! "The three Slytherin

watched the Sorting Hat deliberated a moment and then yelled Tiffany & ldquo ; SLYTHERIN! with the full force of their nonexistent lungs. Tiffany rose and took his hat from his head, his eyes filled with tears. He walked to the Slytherin table and sat with Milicent blankly. Across the table, two control children face called Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle smiled half side.

"Ten galeones expected to go to Gryffindor, "Nataliya whispered, nodding to Tiffany.

'why do you need to bet? It is obvious, "Arthur whispered back.

"Malfoy, Draco!" A pale blond boy sat on the stool and was immediately put into Slytherin. Tiffany seemed to brighten a bit as he settled into the seat, she smiled and tried to present itself.

Slytherins Two more came to the table: Theodore Nott and Pansy Parkinson. Arthur watched the line move, with a strange feeling in her isTomago.

Finally: "Potter, Harry!"

Hall Harry exploded in whispers while walking forward. Nataliya Francis and raised their heads to watch him well, along with the rest of the school.

The hat was on the boy's head for what seemed an eternity. Arthur, along with everyone else, was kept waiting. We


...
"Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor table erupted in cheers as Harry walked toward them. Fred and George Weasley, identical members of mischief they got up and shouted:"We got Potter! We've got Potter! "As dozens of Gryffindor Harry patted on the back, cheering and screaming.

Arthur looked at Alfred, who shook Harry's hand enthusiastically. Their eyes met, blue and green, and Alfred gave him a lopsided grin satisfied. Arthur replied with an angry look.

The last student to join Slytherin was Blaise Zabini.






Notes: will open a crossover role Hetalia / Harry Potter, if anyone is interested ~ will be fun xD

Tadalafil Tablets E20 House Blurring Lines, Fan fiction, Chapter Eleven

Blurring Lines
House Original language: English (fanfiction.net/s/5890592/1/Blurring_House_Lines)
original Author: Lily Winterwood (fanfiction.net/u/1071606/Lily_Winterwood)

can
read on Fanfiction.net: www.fanfiction.net/s/6154552/11/Blurring_House_Lines

(1-1) (1-2) (1-3) (1-4) (1-5) (1-6) (1-7) (1-8) ( 1-9) CHT MLXC (1-10)

Notes: first part of the second year at Hogwarts. Corresponds to the Philosopher's Stone, D. Introduction of a character OC: Tiffany Jones is the representation of Massachusetts.
And to the calm of many, no, this does not include an Arthur fanfic / Harry. XD

House Blurring Lines: Second year

The crazy cousin Tiffany

Part

Summer was timeto do nothing and relax. But not for Arthur Kirkland. During his first year at Hogwarts, he had witnessed the destruction of the Busby chair, a chair damn it proved to be an artifact called Dark Horcrux. He had learned, too, that there was a human, but the representation of England. His friends also were representatives of countries: Alfred F. Jones was the United States, Francis Bonnefois was France, and Nataliya Arlovskaya was Belarus.

They did not know, and Arthur wanted to tell them. But he had sworn to silence. Would know over time

... ...

"The Horcrux is a receptacle in which a magician seals a part of his soul," Arthur read breathlessly. He was perched in a tree in the courtyard of his home, Driscoll owl on the branch next to him. "To create a Horcrux is a seal from his soul and that part of an object outside the body."

Driscoll hooted and flew.

"The magician who creates a Horcrux definitely will not die, even when his body is destroyed, because the other part of his soul is no damage. Spirit will remain, until you get corporeal form, unless the Horcrux is destroyed too. "

Arthur looked up from his book. It was a very old, the Director of Hogwarts he had borrowed, entitled Secrets of the Dark artifacts. Dumbledore had given the book to be returned as soon as he had finished reading about the Horcruxes, and the promise that would not tell other people, especially Harry Potter "on them.

"A secret to the grave," he said to nobody in particular.

His reflections were interrupted by Peter, his younger brother, who ran wearing a sailor outfit. Peter met only seven this year, but had already begun its countdown to his birthday eleven.

"Artie, Artie, it's time for lunch!"

"I, Peter!" Returned the call. Closing Secrets of the Dark artifacts, jumped from a tree branch, falling light on his feet.

...

Arawn, his older brother quien also was on vacation from Hogwarts, he was putting the finishing touches on a kind of beef stew when Arthur entered the kitchen.

"That looks interesting," Arthur said as he sat.

"Thanks," said Arawn. Put some on three courses. "Avail. The rest I keep for Liam and Erin. "

Liam and Erin were the two elder brothers of the family. They work in the Ministry of Magic.

Arthur sat down and began to eat his lunch. He wore half whenand Driscoll came in with a white owl carrying a letter. Arthur recognized the white animal Pierre, Francis owl.

"Hey, it's Francis," she said as she looked at the envelope. Francis would use these stamps only expensive and the Eiffel Tower emblazoned on every corner of the letter.

"Who is, your boyfriend?" Laughed Arawn.

"Shut up." Arthur's cheeks turned red.

"Do not wait, is not Francis," continued Arawn, ignoringthe glare of his younger brother. "Is that Gryffindor who sits with you all the time. You know, American? Alfred F. " Jones? "

" SHUT UP! "Arthur almost spilled his stew. "None of your damn business!" He opened the letter. Read:

Bonjour Arthur,

Comment vas-you? I'm fine. Right now I'm in Paris, the lights are simply gorgeous and the Eiffel Tower is très belle. You should see it, its beauty and size your breath taken away. C HTMLXC

My sister and cousin are exquisite. Aurore is a little beauty and Mabel is lovely. Beauxbatons will convert to two beautiful witches, I think.

return to l'Angleterre in Aout, hope to see you in Diagon Alley and Hogwarts.

Avec tout mon

cœur,

Francis.

Arthur folded the letter and put it in your pocket. Driscoll and Pierre flew lightly to the table andtook a bit of their stew. Cariñoa patted owls. Pierre must be tired having flown across the English Channel after all.

...

was just beginning the afternoon, another white owl came flying into the room of Arthur, with another letter. As the owl looked very tired, Arthur gave him some food and water and left to sleep on your bookshelf.

The letter was from Nataliya.

"Priyvitannie, Arthur!"

What hto state your summer? I have a little cold at this time, but it's always cold in the house of brother! Madeline brought to dinner the other day Winter Dad was not very pleased when she started asking for fish in the middle of dinner. Madeline does not look like a girl cold personality, but happy to brother so I guess I should be happy too.

Francis says is going well in Paris, I referred to has been frequenting these places ... how is it called? Moulins "Rouges? Something. Just thinkis too young to enter. Maybe you are using an aging potion. Anyway, hope you're not getting into trouble. And neither are you, stay safe.

brother, sister and I will be back in August. Hope to see you then!

Love,

Nataliya.

Arthur smiled sideways. Francis would be very trying to enter such places. Patted the sleepy white owl in the head, the poor bird would fly vuelta to Russia tomorrow morning.

pulled out his parchment, pen and ink, and began to write their responses.

...

was about midnight when a majestic but tired owl called Arthur window. "Good, Justice," yawned as he opened the window. Alfred's owl habitacióny rushed into the other stole the food from the plate, before extending her leg to allow Arthur to take the letter attached to it. "You came all the way from America? That must be a vSnare tiring. "

She hooted and staggered wearily a little. Arthur left on the bookshelf where the white owl was asleep. Driscoll had gone for a midnight flight. Justice took his place on the shelf, going to sleep.

Arthur opened the letter.

Hey Artie!

I had a great summer! The family reunion is still in any case, and now they are talking about things down there with a little beer and papas chips (these would crisps for you, I think. You Brits are so strange!), and watching a football game (not your kind of football) . Anabelle's cousin is playing guitar in my room is very good but not as a prima June. The premium June know about all the stars of the country, Tennessee, after all. Tiffany's cousin is busy being a lunatic in the yard-I think he has a crush on Ryan's cousin, which is scary, because they are cousins, right? I hope it happens soon, starting to scare me and heroes never scared! CHTM LXC

Tiffany's cousin is eleven now, and received a Hogwarts letter the other day. That basically means I have to deal with it and problems of falling in love for six years Masy I'm not looking for but I guess I have to do it because I'm a hero! It's a little scary as you do things in secret, which means I will probably be in Slyhterin so lucky with that, Artie. I hope you do not end up falling for you. That would simply be uncomfortable.

Pequena pathetic return to your island in threeweeks! Tiffany and Mattie go with me. See you at school or in Diagon Alley!

De,

Alfred Arthur laughed a little as she read the letter. "So I know the crazy cousin Tiffany, huh," she whispered.

Driscoll flew through the half open window and hooted.

...

The Leaky Cauldron was full as usual when Alfred Arthur met three weeks after & eacute; sa late July. "Artie Heya!" Exclaimed Alfred F. Jones as I hugged him. I was a little taller, a little wider than shoulders, but it was still the same blue-eyed blonde with glasses, a tuft rebel and hero complex.

"You grew a little," Arthur noted.

"Nah, you will shrink." Alfred laughed as Arthur's cheeks are red and hit put Alfred in the arm.

Matthew Williams, a quiet and shy boy in Hufflepuff, he smiled. He, too, was fairand wore glasses, but her eyes were purple and instead of a lock of unruly hair had a strip of wavy hair that hung from his forehead. Polar bear carrying her like an object that gave him security.

"Hello, Arthur," he said.

"Hello, Matthew."

"Artie, I'd like to introduce my cousin Tiffany!" Alfred smiled, but rolled his eyes as he made a Sen ; to head to a girl who came a few steps behind.

"So & iquest, this is the crazy Prima Tiffany? "Arthur whispered, looking at her. "It does not look so crazy."

spoke too fast, because suddenly the girl began to mourn. "Are you saying

ugly on me, right?" He cried. "No, Tiff, at all," said Alfred, with enthusiasm. "This is Arthur Kirkland, is in my Anoy is Slytherin! I've talked about it, is not it? "

" I said I was wicked! & Rdquo; said Tiffany. She had long black hair and big blue eyes, which at that time were full of tears.

"It's very emotional, huh?" Whispered Matthew. "It costs a lot of it out of their boxes, huh?"

"I think it's pretty easy to get angry, too?" Arthur whispered back, while Alfred gave a awkward pat on the back of the girl.

"Oh, that too." Many people had come to watch them, and Arthur began to retreat orWe centimeters away from Alfred and Tiffany.

collided with something huge.

"Hey, watch where you walk!" Said a familiar voice.

"Hagrid!" Exclaimed Arthur, a sigh of relief.

"How are you, Arthur," said Hagrid, happy. "I am attending Hogwarts some issues now, so I can not stay long." He said by placing a hand on the shoulder of a boy with black hair. Arthur looked at him.

"Cclass international to Hagrid? "Arthur asked the boy.

"I just met yesterday," he said.

"Yes, we walk by getting books and stuff," said Hagrid.

Arthur smiled. "I'm Arthur Kirkland," he said, extending a hand.

"Harry Potter," replied the boy, shaking hands with Arthur.

Arthur blinked. Surely, just in front of the boy had a lightning-shaped scar. E-happy to meet you, H-Harry Potter, "she said, her face turning pink.

So this is Harry Potter?

...

Note

translation: Alfred's reference in his letter on potato chips / crisps, football, refer to American English, French fries are known as' chips ', while the English will say' crisps. " The same about football, Americans mean by the word to football, English football and as such, or football (that's american is 'soccer'.) ... LOL Iggy was not an official English dictionary when it should XD.

French translation

:

Comment vas-you?:

How are you?

très belle: beautiful

Aout

: August Avec tout mon

cœur : With all my heart.

Wiriing Diagram For Alpine Table Moments: # 15 Interlude

Author: sony_km / / sony
Fandom: Cowboy Bebop
Claim: Spike Spiegel / Julia
Table: Here!
Topic: # 15 - Interlude
Title: Memories
Summary: Spike realizes how much she remembers Julia Faye.
Notes: It was as much to not post anything ... ¬ ¬ tasks, but hey, try to catch up with how much I


Disclaimer: Cowboy Bebop pe I rtenece

Their meetings usually occur at night, usually after 12, at that time, Faye got up and opened the door, then returned to bed and slept, waiting for him. This had already become almost routine for them, always knew what would happen: he would come, they would go to bed, hours later, would, and neither said a word about it.

That night was no exception, but Faye was unusually anxious, waiting for the arrival of Spike to his room. The time seemed eternal, he decided to make things easier for Spike taking off her clothes, that way is not going to take too. At last, after what seemed an eternity, he heard the door close yuWe footsteps approaching, she knew it was him, I did not need to ask who it was. He felt the weight of his body in bed, almost shouted at him not so long, would feel immediately above them, beside her inside her but Spike always took his time, always did and it bothered him more than ever. He soon realized that Spike is taking his time not to bother, "sometimes seemed to know it too well, almost guess what I thought just by looking at this time, of course, was no exception," is that it was tricky, because between the many unknowns of his personality was that deal that gave some people. But Faye was not because it was the woman who was with him, ifif it were, it would not matter too much, and that is that Spike would forget who he was from the moment his hands touched her, for reasons unknown to him, Faye Faye was not for him while he was in his arms, Faye was more like ... more like it , the woman whose name had tried to bury the past, but resurfaced at the time. Inevitably, whenever I was with Faye, I thought of Julia. I could not control. I did not want control.

He realized how much she remembered Julia Faye, when the first singing woke him, no matter what I have said, and their reaction was all because for him, both women seemed. Then, Spike had stealthily entered the ROOMFaye ion and had seen her naked body for the first time, their curves resembled those of Julia, to the color of their skin. He was convinced that this was a delusion, because even in that moment of intimacy they shared, imagined that the woman in his arms was Julia, her mind Faye left and went back to that bygone era that refused to quit. Faye
more or less aware of what happened in Spike's head, not paying attention, at least it was at first. Later, a strange sensation invaded her heart every time Spike looked at her with eyes full of lust, I knew I did not see her, if not the woman he had loved long ago.

Spike stood up, without looking at Faye, he put on his clothes backand walked out the door before leaving, she called it. Spike stopped, but did not turn: "Do not come back

- Faye said, issuing the first word of all his meetings, he knew he was going to hurt, I could not help it but I had to. Spike left without saying a word, while a tear its way through the eyes of Faye.