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Harry Potter #1

I may have noticed that a whole bunch of you were potterheads during one of my stalking sessions. well, here is our version! 

books :

- the philosopher’s stone : à l’école des sorciers (”at the wizards’ school” because vive la révolution idk why the translator did that)

- the chamber of secrets : et la chambre des secrets (chambre : usually bedroom)

- the prisoner of Azkaban : le prisonnier d’Azkaban

- the goblet of fire : la coupe de feu (gobelet : usually plastic cup)

- the order of the phoenix : l’ordre du phénix

- the half-blood prince : le prince de sang-mêlé (”mixed blood”)(half : demi)

- the deathly hallows : les reliques de la mort (”and the relics of death”)

basics :

- hogwarts : poudlard (pou : louse, lard : pork fat)

- ravenclaw : serdaigle (serre : talon) / eagle : aigle (m)

- gryffindor : gryffondor / lion : lion-ne

- slytherin : serpentard (ard : pejorative suffixe) / snake : serpent (m)

- hufflepuff : poufsouffle (souffle : breath, breeze) / badger : blaireau (m)

- wizardry / wizard / witch : sorcellerie (f) / sorcier / sorcière

- muggle : moldu-e / squib : cracmol-e

- mudblood : sang-de-bourbe (sang : blood, bourbe : sludge, mud (rare))

- galleon / sickle / knut : gallion / mornille / noise

Hogwarts related :

- Hogwarts express : Poudlard express / platform nine and three-quarters : plateforme neuf trois-quarts

- house : maison (f) / teacher : professeur-e

- prefect : préfet/fète / headboy : préfet en chef

- castle : château (m) / the restricted section : la Réserve 

- whomping willow : saule (m) cogneur (cogner, v : to bang, hit) / forbidden forest : forêt (f) interdite / gamekeeper : garde-chasse (ep) (chasse (f) : hunt)

- great hall : grande salle “big room”

- marauder’s map : la carte des maraudeurs / Moony : Lunard (lune (f) : moon) / Wormtail : Queudver (queue (f) de ver : ”tail of a worm”) / Padfoot : Patmol (patte (f) molle : “squishy paw”) / Prongs : Cornedrue (corne (f) : horn, dru-e, adj : heavy, thick)

- house championship : coupe des quatre maisons “cup of the four houses”

studies related :

- OWL (Ordinary Wizarding Level) : BUSE (Brevet Universel de Sorcellerie Elémentaire) (buse (f) : buzzard)

- NEWT (Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests) : ASPIC (Accumulation de Sorcellerie Particulièrement Intensive et Contraignante) (contraignant-e : restricting)(aspic (m) : asp, type of snake)

- outstanding : optimal / exceeds expectations : efforts exceptionnels / acceptable : acceptable / poor : piètre (: mediocre) / dreadful : désolant (: distressing) / troll

- pr Grubbly-Plank : pr Gobe-Planche (gober, v : to gulp down) / Severus Snape : Severus Rogue (rogue, adj (rare) : arrogant, haughty) / Madam Hooch : Madame Bibine (bibine : cheap wine (fam)) / pr Sprout : pr Chourave (chou : cabbage, rave/navet : turnip)

- ancient runes : runes / arithmancy : arithmancie (f) / astronomy : astronomie (f) / care of magical creatures : cours (m) de soins aux créatures magiques / charms : sortilèges (m) / defense against the dark arts : cours de défense contre les forces du mal / divination : divination (f) / flying : vol (m) / herbology : botanique (f) / history of magic : histoire (f) de la magie  / muggle studies : étude (f) des moldus / potions : potions (f)

- polyjuice potion : polynectar / transfiguration : métamorphose (f)

the second part of this post will be my next one, patience! let me just tell you that the audiobooks are accessible on YOUTUBE! here’s a last treat :

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(M)=Smut (Even chapters that don’t have any smut with them will be labeled as M if there will be smut as you get farther in the story)

(OS)=One Shot

(F)= Fluff, safe for anyone


For Me It’s You (OS)


Beneath The Surface (M) [1] [2] [3]


Would You Still Love Me? (OS) (F)


The Hand Game (M) (OS)


Faith (M) [1] [2]


Love Potion (OS) (F)


My Puppy (M) [1]


My Woman (M) (OS)
As You Are (M) [1] [2]
Ten Moments (M) [Prologue] [1]


Crazy Little Thing Called Love (M) [1] [2] [3] [4]


Worth Waiting For (OS) (F)

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A big thank you to @hobijoon for my fancy new headers. 

SasuSaku Festival 2017
Days 5/ 6/ 15- Saving her Man/ Civilian + Shinobi Love/ The Biggest Gesture
Hidden Loners
Summary: AU- Sasuke is badly hurt and Naruto takes him to a cottage in the middle of the woods so he can get help. A secret lives there, and even without chakra, she won’t just watch him die in front of her eyes.
A/N: At LAST! It took me two weeks to finish and fix this, but now it’s finally here! I got so so excited about this idea and now I can’t wait to know what you think! I’ve decided to mix some themes together or I won’t finish on time for the SS month. I still want to update my other long stories before July, and because I know myself, I gotta find a way to finish faster! I hope you all enjoy it, and please, leave me some feedback!
She was definitely not expecting visitors at such an early hour of the dawn.

The rain was pouring heavily on that night, soaking every hidden leaf that tried to protect itself. The wind was howling like a hungry monster, slipping through the cracks of her old, wooden windows. It was a cold, lifeless night, and yet, the knocks on her door were almost breaking it in half.

“ Sakura-chan! Hurry up! It’s an emergency!”

A desperate voice echoed through the entire forest, mixing with dry bumps, scaring owls and whatever living creature that could hear the blond ninja. His golden locks were darker now, water dripping from them as his entire ninja attire was equally drenched. His skin was cold, his knuckles were already stinging from knocking so hard and he could feel that sticky liquid sliding down his belly. A warm sensation enveloped his torso, and the distinct smell of iron was taking over his nostrils.

Blood was staining his clothes, he could feel it.

But that blood didn’t belong to him.

“ Sakura-chan!”

“ I’m coming!” A rough voice came from inside, creating a gap in between his lips. His eyes widened, and for a fraction of seconds, the blond could feel a certain relief taking over his senses. She was mad, for sure, but at least she was there. And if anyone could help him at that moment, it was that girl. “ God damn it, Naruto! Do you even know what time it i-“

Her words were cut out from her throat as soon as she opened her front door. The sound of the rain got louder, a cold breeze hit her body and her emerald eyes widened as she witnessed the horrific scene in front of her.

Naruto was there, as announced by all the screaming and knocking, but he was not alone, destroying the scenario she had expected. Soaked wet, with hair darker than he night itself, a boy partially conscious was leaning on the blond’s body. He was tall and his head was lowered, but even if she could not identify him, Haruno Sakura could clearly see that he was hurt. And for a medic such as her, that was the only thing that mattered at that moment.

“ Shit. Bring him in.”

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“F-flower’s potion h-hasn’t fully worn out yet…” >^<

Quite a few of you guys suggested vampire and some suggested Chinese vampire so I went with that since they look adorable and they looked like those Munak in Ragnarok XD

So yeh. Now she’s dressed as a Chinese vampire aka a Jiangshi.
Or is it Jiang”Chi”? lel XD

Hogwarts Part 4 (Luke Hemmings)

Part 1
Part 2 

Part 3

“What do we have first class?” I ask no one in particular. As we sit down before breakfast in the multi-common room.

“Double potions, I think.” Luke replies

“Eww. Why? I’m not in the mood for potions” (Y/F/N) Complains

I don’t know why she doesn’t like potions. I wouldn’t say it’s my favourite subject but I still like it. I got an O in my OWLs which I was delighted with. She says it’s because it’s too hard and professor Lloyd doesn’t teach it properly.

“When is the next quidditch practice.” (Y/F/N) asks.

“Tomorrow, I can’t wait. I miss playing.”

“Why do you even bother, its not as if you are good enough to win.” Luke says out of no where, I’m sure he is only messing but I just don’t find it funny.


“You heard me.” He smirks.

“What the hell, Luke.”

“Wow, calm down.”

“Just shut up Luke.”

“It was just a joke.” He starts to get defensive.

“Shame, it wasn’t that funny. Now if you will excuse me, I’m going for breakfast.” I storm off. Its bad enough that I don’t think I can do it, without him saying it too.

I walk to class alone, still angry at what Luke said. By the time I make it to the dungeons everyone is seated. I take my seat with (Y/F/N) at our usual bench in front of the boys.

“Settle down. I’ve got a very exciting class planned to day.” Lloyd began. “First I must put you in pairs and before you ask, yes I already have a list made.” At this everyone groans. I wonder who I will be put with. Knowing my luck it will probably be Luke. Oh don’t jinx it. Touch wood, touch wood, touch wood.

“(Y/F/N) you will be with Luke Hemming’s.” Yes not me. (Y/F/N) gets up from our bench and walks to the bench behind us. “This must be a mistake, I put Mr.Hemmings down twice.” He furrows his brow whilst checking the list again. “Ah yes, sorry about that but Luke Hemmings will be with (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” You jinxed it, well done (Y/N).

“Sorry professor that won’t work.” I just don’t want to talk to him right now.

“And why is that?”

“Ehh umm.”

“That’s settled.” Uhh usually professor Lloyd is really understanding, I have a feeling to day is not my day.

I pick up my stuff and move to sit beside Luke.

“Before you say anything we will work not talk and if talking is required it will be minimal.” Wow I’m a bitch. The hurt look on his face makes me want to hug him and tell him that I forgive him for what he said earlier. That I know it was only a joke. I really like him but he hurt me, I just need time.

“Today we will be brewing Amortentia. Can anyone tell me what that is?  Yes Miss Collins.” Of course Isabells hand was the first up, she was one of the top in our class. She was a really nice girl too.

Wait, that is a love potion. I’m going to have to make a love potion with Luke Hemmings. Perfect, I think sarcastically

“That is a love potion, it causes the drinker to become infatuated with the giver of the potion. However, true love cannot be produced through artificial means, and thus the feelings that Love Potions create are more like obsession than affection.”

“Excellent miss Collins 10 points to Hufflepuff.” Lloyd beamed, She is his favourite student. “Turn to page 394 and you may begin.”

“First we need Ashwinder eggs, Rose thorns, Peppermint and Powdered Moonstone.” I say while not looking up from my book. When Luke doesn’t move I slam my book down on the table and make my way to the cupboard to get the ingredients. What is wrong with that boy today?

I add in the ashwinder eggs and stir three times clockwise. Then I add in the rosethorn and peppermint. I leave the potion to brew for 20 minutes. Luke still hasn’t moved from the spot he took 20 minutes ago.

“Am I going to have to make this potion all by myself?” I snapped.

“Well what do you want me to do?”

“We are partners, so you do what you can to help but if you really need me to tell you what to do measure out the powdered moonstone.”

He leans across me and grabs the moonstone, his arm brushing off mine, sending a rush of heat through me. What does that mean? It doesn’t matter. “Well aren’t partners supposed to communicate?” oh crap he has me there.

Forty five minutes later our potion is done. We are the second to finish. As you could guess Isabell and Ashton was first.

“Well done Mr Hemmings and Miss (Y/L/N), now tell me what you smell.” Lloyd asks.

Luke leans in and sniffles, I look at him intensively. I wonder what he will smell, will it have anything to do with me? Of course not why would it? After a minute or so he says “I smell Fresh parchment, ehm… firewhiskey and…” he pauses before saying. “Strawberries.” My heart sinks, wait why am I so upset that he doesn’t smell anything to do with me? Why would he?

“Very good Mr Hemmings.” Slughorn praises Luke for probably the first time in his whole career at Hogwarts. “Now, Miss (Y/L/N) what do you smell?”

I copy Luke and lean in and sniffle until the fumes of the potion fill my nose. Wow, I start to fill I little light headed as the potion draws me in. “I smell my quidditch broom, the forest and” I smell, to sum it up, I smell Luke, does that mean I love him?

My legs start to carry me. First I back away from the table slowly. Luke and Lloyd both have confused looks on their faces. Next thing I know I’m running out of the classroom. I hear someone call my name but I don’t stop. I run up the stairs from the dungeons and then out into the open air, rain plummets at my feet but I don’t care I just keep running, I don’t know where I’m running to but I don’t think it matters I just need to be alone.

I love Luke, I love him and he doesn’t love me. I can’t help but feel sorry for myself. I run along the black lake until I reach an oak tree. I fall to my knees, the rain falls against my face and runs down my cheeks and nose until they fall and hit the ground. A tear escapes my eye and like the drops of rain it falls to the ground.

It’s only now that I realise I don’t have my jumper on. I’m kneeling on the wet grass in a skirt and shirt. The rain has made my shirt wet and see through revealing my black bra.

“Uhh.” I let out a groan. Why does life have to be so complicated? I don’t even think I believed in love until now. I’m in love with one of my best friends who I just told I didn’t want to speak to because he was being an ass.

I pull my knees to my chest and lean against the tree, letting my head rest on the trunk of the tree. This is more drama then I ever want in my life.

“(Y/N)?” Luke? How did he find me?

“How did you know I was here?” I ask.

“You told me before that you liked to come here to think so I thought I’d take a chance.” Why did he have to find me? “What happened in potions? Why did you run off?” he takes three steps closer to me, leaving a metre between us.

“I can’t tell you.” I push back the hair that has begun to stick to my face.

“You can tell me anything just because you are angry at me doesn’t mean I don’t care.”

“It doesn’t matter that you care it won’t change anything.” My volume of my voice begins to increase. “I can’t tell you.”

“Just tell me for Merlin’s sake.” he shouts. I stand up but keep my distance.

“I can’t tell you I love you because it will ruin of friendship.” I say before I can stop myself. “I’m in love with you and you don’t love me back. You can be really annoying, goofy and an idiot but I still love you because you’re funny, nice, kind and caring. None of that matters though because you don’t feel the same way.” I take a deep breathe.

“What are you talking about? Of course I love you back. (Y/N), I’ve been in love with you since the first time I met you, I might have only realised it recently but I have always loved you.”

“You don’t have to spare by feelings, it’s okay.”

He grabs my waist and pulls me in until my body crashes against his and we stumble back a bit. He crushes my lips with his and kisses me passionately. Within seconds I realise what’s happening as I kiss him back.

After what feels like forever, we pull away. I can’t help but grin as he grins back at me. “Nice bra. Will I be seeing it more often?” he winks trust him to turn a romantic moment into a perverted one but I still laugh and hit him playfully.


“Does this mean you will be mine? He asks

I reconnect our lips to answer his question

“I wouldn’t want it any other way.” He kisses my forehead. “I brought you this.” He pulls out his Ravenclaw hoodie from under his jumper and hands it to me.

“Thanks,” I pull the hoodie over my head, it’s a bit big but it’s comfy. “I lost mine.” I wrap my arms around his neck and give him a gentle peck on the lips.

“Keep it, I want everyone to know your mine and I’m yours.” He leans down and kiss’ me once on the forehead and then on the tip of my nose before he places his lips on mine.


Character A is a witch that insists that magic has to be respected. Character B is a wizard that argues that magic has to be analyzed. Character C is the normal that has no idea but can you guys please stop enchanting the cups? They keep running away and I don’t have anything to drink my coffee in.

(For bigger ot+: Character D is a werewolf desperate for a cure from their curse, Character E has a ghost that won’t leave them alone, Character F wants a love potion, Character G is just learning of their magic and needs a teacher, etc. etc.)

undeadresearcher14  asked:

"E-Empress? While it might n-not be wise of m-me to ask, but, wh-what do you intend t-to use these potions f-for? I don't think I-I was ever told th-the reason."

“Hmm?” Azeera responded as she put down her book “Well I thought it’d be obvious they are used by my minions be it at their home or base, or when they are in the thick of combat.”