Thursday, January 30, 2014

Avalanche || Sam and Hermione

hauntinglyhermione:

I turned and looked back to the bed of the truck. “I’m sorry about your washer, but it makes it crazy convenient, and laundry soap will bubble so well in the fountain. The dish soap to” I say, excitement coloring my tone. “Let’s get bubbly Sam.” I say, laughing as I realize it’s time to have a bit of fun and be a bit carefree. Maybe that’s the side of me Sam will bring out, and it’s a side I need to have. 

"Alright." I grinned "Let’s go be psychos." 

I hopped out of the truck and walked around to the back, I reached over the bed of the truck and grabbed both gallons of Tide and the full bottle of Dawn dish soap. I eyed the fountain from across the street, there was nobody there at the moment, only a bored mom sitting on a bench looking on her IPhone while her kids played in the grass. I nodded, this would work out perfectly. It was 11:45, at about noon more people would frolic in. Lunch time was the park’s busiest hour; that would give us 15 minutes to prepare our scene. Hermione met me on the side of the truck and we crossed the street. It’s a hard to walk through a public park with 3 gallons of soap nonchalantly, so we ran over to the fountain. 

We got of the side of the fountain and peered in. It was about 4 feet deep and the water was surprisingly clear. I handed a gallon of soap to Hermione. 

Monday, January 27, 2014

Avalanche || Sam and Hermione

hauntinglyhermione:

I listened to Sam talk about her bucket list. I wondered if I’d ever make one for myself. “I like the idea of that list.” I wasn’t sure about her thought though. “You want to put bubbles in the fountain?”  It did seem pointless, but she had covered that already. It also seemed a bit fun. 

"Do you have any bubbles?" A sly smile crossed her lips as she turned back to the fountain, seeing the bubbles and what it would do to the town. Hermione knew she could easily make Sam’s dream happen with a whip of her wand, but she wanted to do this the muggle way. Maybe that’s what Sam had come into her life for, to teach Hermione that there is still pride in doing things the muggle way. 

"Yes!" I replied "This is so perfect! I have 2 gallons of laundry soap and some dish soap in the back! Weird, I know, but our washer broke and then I was supposed to go to the laundromat and then I got distracted but whatever! That’s beside everything. I have soap, there’s a fountain, it’s a nice day, we’re bored….what do you say, Hermione? Feeling a bit bubbly today?" I laughed and looked at her expectantly. 

forgottenslytherin:

Spending her days, finding victims and speaking with those from her past was entertaining, however she knew she needed more. She needed to dig her hands back into the art of potions, not only for them, but for herself. With a small smirk, she began on her way down the main street in town. 

I was moseying along downtown, smoking a cigarette, and kicking pebbles  in my path. There was nothing to do this weekend and I was dying of boredom. I heard heels approaching and I looked up; a dark haired bombshell with red lips and an unforgiving stare was strutting my way. I looked at my red chucks and took another drag of my cigarette; a small smirk on my face.

forgottenslytherin:

Spending her days, finding victims and speaking with those from her past was entertaining, however she knew she needed more. She needed to dig her hands back into the art of potions, not only for them, but for herself. With a small smirk, she began on her way down the main street in town. 

I was moseying along downtown, smoking a cigarette, and kicking pebbles  in my path. There was nothing to do this weekend and I was dying of boredom. I heard heels approaching and I looked up; a dark haired bombshell with red lips and an unforgiving stare was strutting my way. I looked at my red chucks and took another drag of my cigarette; a small smirk on my face.

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Avalanche || Sam and Hermione

hauntinglyhermione:

samandcharlieandpatrick:

I looked towards the tape deck when I heard Piano Man through the speakers. “I know this song.” I turn to Sam and laugh a little. I always thought that Billy Joel painted amazing pictures in his songs. I found myself swaying along with her. I was trying not to sing along, because no one needed to hear that, but it was still fun. Looking around, I noticed really nothing out of the ordinary, Sam sighed and I felt a little bad. This town really wasn’t full of trouble by any means. I looked over at her, and the look on her face made me turn to follow her gaze. 

There it was. 

And it was trouble. 

That was it. I got an idea. Whether or not Hermione would go along with it was another story. It was crazy how something so simple, so ordinary…could create such a  fantastic, wild idea.

We saw a public fountain. 

"Yes!" I hissed "That’s it!"

I looked at the fountain, it was white marble, and had little statues of angels on top in various poses with water spouting out of their upturned alabaster palms. 

"Listen," I said to Hermione "I have this thing. It’s called a bucket list. On this list is things I want to do before I die. You know, like, go on a road-trip or learn to surf, stuff like that."

"Okay, well," I continued, "On my bucket list is something crazy and weird and pointless. But, I saw it in a movie once and it looked amazing. So why not try it, you know?!"

I took a deep breath and suppressed a grin, making eye-contact with Hermione I said:

"We’re going to put a ton of soap in that public fountain. Bubbles will go everywhere! And we’ll get in! It’ll be fun! Seriously!" 

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Avalanche || Sam and Hermione

hauntinglyhermione:

I climbed into the truck Sam had stopped at. “This is quite a truck.” I say, surprised to see someone like her driving such a large truck. It seemed fitting though, like it was how she was able to express her personality in a way. “I have been in a bit of trouble before Sam, never gone looking for it though.” I laugh in a sort of carefree manor, yet I start to wonder if I really should be going off with someone I just met. I casually moved my hands over the leg of my pants and felt my wand still stowed away in the concealed pocket against my thigh and thought that if for any reason I had to get out of there, I knew I could in a pop. “Let’s go Sam… let’s feel…” I shake my head as I smile, not sure what I wanted to feel. 

I have to be honest, she looked quite out of place in my truck. Plus, it was a bit bizarre that we had met each other 20 minutes ago and we were already hunting for an adventure together. But I felt at ease with her, and a certain sense of anticipation sparkled in the air between us. 

I popped in a mix-tape; Billy Joel began serenading the bar with the legendary “Piano Man”. I swayed along and kept my eyes out for anything, anything interesting at all. Teenagers walked the streets in packs, looking for summer fun. Bums lurked under trees, seeking shade from the July heat. The occasional business man toting a briefcase, cocky smile and Bluetooth strutted past. Nothing out of the ordinary. I sighed. 

Then.

We saw it. 

Friday, January 24, 2014

Infinite

lovealwayscarolinexoxo:

He was really pretty, but I couldn’t let her do this to herself. He had hurt her so bad before, and I wouldn’t let my sister go through that again. I dragged her arm and pulled her out of the shop hoping some fresh air might clear her head and help show some reason. My next step was to just flat out slap her and knock some sense into her.

I looked at Caroline. She was my strength. She was so cold sometimes, but she kept me grounded when I needed it most. “You’re right. You’re right. I know. I just…I’m fine. It’s fine. We’re fine. It’s good. Okay. We’re good.” I rambled. 

"Good. Let’s go." said Caroline flipping hair hair and walking back in the shop. 

I took a deep breath of the freezing January wind. The cars were passing by; half of them were probably men coming back from the strip club and women coming back from their secret lovers house. That’s all love was. A temporary distraction, a weak justification, and when we got bored with it we quit, moved on, or lied. I came to realize at a young age that love is an illusion. You cannot love someone without hating a little piece of them; even if it’s buried..it’s still there. Some don’t recognize it, others do and they are usually the ones who end up in affairs and divorce court. Perfect love? True love? All of it was bullshit made up by some Hollywood production company to get people believe they might be able to live a fairy-tale. The world is full of pathetic romantics reading into anything that has to do with validation. Well, I’m perfectly fine, I thought. I don’t need a man. Love sucks. 

I bit my cheek and walked back into the shop.

Joey was sitting on the counter looking directly at me and Caroline was moodily glaring at him from the corner. “So.” I said, “Are you gonna give us tattoos or what?” 

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Avalanche || Sam and Hermione

hauntinglyhermione

I nod, understanding what it’s like to have friends separate. “After school, my two closest friends and I took a bit of a separate way as well for awhile. We’ve found ways back for the most part, but it was good to grow a bit on your own too.” I took another drink from my smoothie. “Sure, we can get out of here.” I was unsure what she meant by trouble, but little did she know who she was going around with. I didn’t break the rules for sure, but maybe I needed a bit of a rebellion. “Uhm, what do you mean by trouble Sam?” I asked as I stood up and grabbed my bag.

I was glad she knew what it was like to have friends go their own ways; it made me feel a little less alone. But I wouldn’t admit that; like everything else I feel I kept it buried. We grabbed our bags and began exiting the mall. “Well, you see that’s the cool thing about trouble: you never know what kind it’ll be, how deep it’ll be. You just find some and go for it. Sometimes there’s a purpose sometimes there isn’t. Everybody needs trouble; it’s what makes the world exciting. Like Christian Slater said in ‘Heathers’ “Chaos killed the dinosaurs, darling”. I gave her a wild grin as we arrived at my truck.