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The Greater Part of Valor [chapter 1]AN:: Don’t own Harry Potter, Iron Man, or Avengers; just get that clear.
“Aunt Harri! There’s someone for you at the door!” Teddy yelled from the hallway.
Harri’s head shot up from the potion she had been working on as a porcupine quill fell in, causing it to explode in her face. The house shook as a door was thrown open and a disheveled Harri came stumbling through, “Teddy! What have I told you about yelling in the house?”
“Not to…” Teddy said with a wide smile before running past Harri into the kitchen. Harri smiled and shook her head before heading to the front door and opening it to reveal Blackfang, the goblin in charge of all her accounts.
“Ah, Blackfang, may you vaults be ever flowing.” Harri said with the customary greeting.
Blackfang nodded, “And yours as well. May I come in?”
Harri nodded and stepped out of the way, letting him in before leadi
The Greater Part of Valor [Prologue]Pairing: Fem! Harry Potter/Tony Stark [aka] Iron Man
Summary: After the war with Voldemort, Harribelle spent her time holed up in Grimmauld Place, studying various bits and pieces that interested her around the world. She became proficient in many languages along with other various things. But after taking on potions and charms, learning the basics and adding them up, she slowly became a master. After ten years though, life has gotten away from her and suddenly a goblin shows up and informs her of something she never thought possible. Packing her things and sending an owl to the Weasley’s, she heads out to New York City, the city of new beginnings.
AN:: Just so you all know, 1, I don’t own Harry Potter or Iron Man nor Avengers. 2, this is my NANOWRIMO thing so don’t get mad that I’m not going on with my other stories. I’ve been lazy writing these first few days and I plan on picking up later on!
Voldemort cackled as he led the small
I remember (9/11)I remember sitting in my class,
I was in kindergarten you see,
And a teacher came running in
And whispered to the sub.
The panic I saw in her eyes
Caused me to want to run.
It was terrible when she turned on the TV.
We sat there, stunned,
As the smoke and ash billowed
As people were seen jumping.
My classmates broke into tears
But I was too shocked to do anything.
You see, my mother was watching it too
And she held me when I got home.
I still hadn't cried though.
I was too young to know what had happened.
And years later, I finally understood
What had happened.
I found a song that caused goosebumps
That caused me to cry,
It caused me to think back on that day
And realize how emotionless I had been.
No one ever really explained things to me
In a way where I would understand
I knew what had happened
But the pain they felt hadn't affected me.
And when I first heard that song...
I finally understood,
I understood their pain,
And I felt depressed.
A few years later,
It's Okay to be ImperfectThe moon
Stand Against SuicideI know the pain is perhaps unbearable,
But darling, please put down the blade.
Release your emotions through tears and smiles,
Rather than dreading these days.
Do it for the little girl, whose mother can’t be there,
Or for the boy whose father drank too much.
For the boy who can’t sit in elementary school,
Because the bruises from Daddy hurt to touch.
For the teenage girl lying face down in her bed,
Thinking, why can’t it all be done?
For the elderly man looking up at the stars,
Counting the days one by one.
Do it for the children who wonder, does it end?
For the ones who feel left on their own.
For the ones who think, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard
If I didn’t feel so left alone.
And finally, do it for one other person,
The person in front of these words.
Because you’ll never know how it gets better
When focusing on pain and hurt.
Live one more day, dear, for them and for you,
And I swear to you, problems will fade.
I know, for right now, it’s p
Unable to loveMy love was pure
I only wanted
But my heart
Because my love
Like a piece of garbage
And now I'm unable
Because the shreds
Of my shattered soul
MathematicsI am but the sum of my
F L A W S;
a network of
S C A R S
a disaster of
D R E A M S
a shield of
B O N E S
C A L C U L A T I O N
a void of
I Thought I Needed FeminismI thought I needed feminism, when I was a little girl.
And I am very sad to admit, that this wasn't very long ago.
I thought when he held the door open for me, that he was making a big mistake.
That he was being a pompous ass, and he took my strength for a fake.
And when he offered to pay my tab, I still called him an ass.
Because I thought he assumed I was poor, and below middle class.
Or when his hard work earned him a promotion,
yet I did nothing, and the boss' ignorance to promote me, I believed was a sexist notion.
My friend really wanted feminism when she found her ex-dead drunk,
removed his clothes, and without his consent, had a pleasurable fuck.
When her parents bust into the room unexpected that night,
she said he raped her, and he was arrested without so much as a fight.
Perhaps feminism was there when I walked out into the street in pure nudity,
and shouted the my neighbors “You have no right to judge me!”
I didn't care about the children who were standing in th
DifferentDifferent on the outside,
Different mask you see daily,
Different girl you call ‘Hailey’
To my surprise
Your ears are distracted,
So I tell lies, looking into your eyes,
“Yea I’m fine. Simply tired”
For that response my brain is wired.
Different mouth you hear speaking,
Different voice you hear screaming
Different eyes you see pleading,
Different person you’d befriended
I’m sorry this is how it’s ended.
DethronedI have created Eden, through the strokes of my pen,
But it was made of promises, and angels
That were too fragile to hold the weight of our sins.
You were my goddess, on a throne made of dreams.
Which you were probably
They didn't glimmer and shine
like the diamonds decorating your rings.
They were the hopes of a man
So madly in love, but you poured poison into his heart
And so he rotted, each time you gifted him with a kiss.
Dying daysI'm not the one you wished for
I'm not the one you chose
But no matter what I'm the one
Who's always there for you
But you took my kindness
And smeared my name
Dragging it down the alley
And fucking it like a whore
Is this all I am to you?
All that I have done for you...
Is it for not?
What could happen
What if I had left you there
Crying on the city street?
What if I had never welcomed
You into my home?
Would you be the same
As you are today?
The one who stole my heart
Only to give it away?
You took my pride and crushed it
Shattering it to bits.
Following with my dignity
Which you ripped to shreds.
Is this all I am to you?
A silly little whore?
One that you can fuck all day
Is this all I am worth?
Not even getting away...
I still love you more and more
With each new dying day
But this pain I cannot stand
Which is why you're here
Crying as you're dying now
With my silver scissors...
But alone you come back to me
Begging pleading me to stay
But now you lay here dying
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