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  Broken (Harry Potter)

Geschrieben von: curlie_angel
23.08.2009, 21:20
Forum: Fanfiction
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Titel: Broken
Autor : Jassy (curlie_angel)
Genre : Drama
Pairing : mmmh... ihr werdet sehen
Raiting : Pg-13
Disclaimer : Ich bin nicht J.K. Rowling, mir gehören diese Charaktere nicht und ich verdiene kein Geld mit dieser FF.
Sonstige Bemerkungen/Spoilerwarnung: Keine Spoiler (außer man hat Harry Potter und der Halbblutprinz nicht gelesen).

Prologue

"Do you think... would Draco… do you think that he would have killed Dumbledore?" Hermione asked slowly. At first she wasn't sure if she should ask Harry but not knowing the answer almost killed her.
"No. He had lowered his wand. It was all Snape's doing." Harry answered and sighed.
[SIZE=2]Hermione felt relieved of it. So Draco wasn't a killer. But he was a Death Eater. That was for sure and maybe he would kill people in the future. But right now it only mattered that Dumbledore was dead. Killed by his friend Severus Snape that tricked the Order of the [SIZE=3]Phoenix for a long time. He wasn't a spy for the Order. He was a spy for Voldemort. And Draco Malfoy was just a puzzle piece in Voldemort's plan to kill Harry. The son of Lucius Malfoy – one of his truest followers. A student at Hogwarts University – right were [/SIZE][/SIZE]Dumbledore was. And without Dumbledore Harry Potter would be a wreck and Voldemort could kill him much more easily.
And his plan to kill Dumbledore succeeded. He made Draco one of his followers at the age of 17 and gave him the mission to kill Dumbledore – knowing that young Draco wouldn't succeed. And he was right but in the end it only mattered that Dumbledore was dead and Hogwarts wasn't what it was before. It was broken.
Hermione sighed and watched the grounds of Hogwarts. Ron was sitting on the Stairs behind them and Harry was silent next to her. She knew that Harry was hurting but she didn't know how to help him. What should she say? I'm sorry that you lost another person that was important to you? That wouldn't help. And she was hurting herself. Not over the fact that Ron still didn't admit his feelings for her like everyone thought but the fact that Draco Malfoy was a death eater. She knew that Harry wouldn't understand it if she told him, so she remained silent. How would he understand that she was in love with Draco Malfoy? Nobody would understand. She didn't even understand it herself. And she didn't know why she fell in love with him. She just knew that it happened and now she was alone again.
Shaking her head Hermione smiled at Harry and said "Oh, by the way. Ron is okay with you and Ginny. But I wouldn't kiss her if he's with you."
Harry smiled and back and hugged her. "You know, I'm sure, that Ron will soon realize his feelings for you."
Hermione sighed and forced a smile. She didn't know if Harry believed her. She didn't want Ron to love her. She didn't have any feelings for him. She liked him – sure – but only as a brother. She wasn't in love with him. She was in love with someone else and that since she first saw him in Diagon Alley earlier that year.

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  Comfort food

Geschrieben von: Pretyn
22.08.2009, 16:57
Forum: Kaffeeklatsch
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Definition:

Zitat:The term comfort food refers to a variety of familiar, simple foods that are usually home-cooked. It may also describe informal foods that are emotionally significant to a person. [...] Comfort food is typically inexpensive, uncomplicated, and easy to prepare. Many people turn to comfort food for familiarity, emotional security, or as a special reward. The reasons a dish becomes comfort food are diverse but often include pleasant associations of childhood.
wikipedia.org

Also praktisch bestimmte Gerichte, bei denen es euch einfach gut geht und ihr euch "wohl fühlt".

Habt ihr solche Gerichte? Was sind die und vor allem warum?

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  Meine Stadt in einem Bild

Geschrieben von: Kristina
19.08.2009, 19:37
Forum: Kaffeeklatsch
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Ich weiß nicht genau ob wir sowas hier schon mal hatten, aber ich fänd's super, wenn jeder hier ein Bild seiner Heimatstadt/seines Heimatdorfes posten würde.
Das Bild soll etwas zeigen, was eure Stadt so toll, einzigartig, unverwechselbar, schön, urig ... macht. Ein Blick vom Berg, ein Gebäude, das Flair am See, die Ausgehmeile, was auch immer.
Hauptsache, ihr habt das Bild selbst geschossen und ihr habt das Gefühl: Ja, das ist typisch für meine Stadt! (ein, zwei Sätze zum Bild wären natürlich super, damit wir's auch verstehen können)
Viel Spaß! :-) Ich freu mich auf euren ganz persönlichen Blick auf eure Stadt.

Österreich:

Deutschland:

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  Alternative zu Gilmore Girls

Geschrieben von: Arthemis
14.08.2009, 12:25
Forum: Allgemeines
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Hallo,
meine Frau und ich sind große Gilmore Girls Fans.
Wir haben natürlich alle Folgen gesehen und waren traurig das es dann irgendwann zu Ende war und geben die Hoffnung nicht auf das es dann doch irgendwann mal weiter geht.
Dennoch wollte ich euch mal nach einer alternativen guten Serie fragen,die vielleicht ähnlich guten Witz und Charme besitzt.
Ich weiß das es keinen gleichwertigen Ersatz gibt ,aber ich wäre über ein paar gute Vorschläge sehr dankbar.
Lieben Gruß
Arthemis

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  Hangover

Geschrieben von: LillyKiki
13.08.2009, 22:57
Forum: TV- und Kinobereich
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hmm gibt's hier noch kein thema zu diesem super genial film?Unsure ich war vor ein paar wochen in dem film im kino und muss sagen, dass ich total begeistert von dem film war und der echt lustig ist und ich mich teilweise wegschmeißen musste vor lachen:lach:

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  Notebooks

Geschrieben von: Nora
06.08.2009, 13:36
Forum: Kaffeeklatsch
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Hey, ich hoffe das es noch nicht so ein Thema gibt. Hab zwar gesucht aber nichts gefunden!

Also, ich möchte mir ein Notebook kaufen, weiß aber leider nich welches. Ich brauche es fürs Studium aber auch für den privaten Gebrauch, d.h. auch Internet, Musik, Bilder etc...
und es gibt einfach so viele verschiedene in den verschiedensten Preisklassen.:confused:
Ist teuer = gut? oder gibts auch was billiges, was nicht gleich den Geist aufgibt und für die genannten Sachen brauchbar ist?

Ich kenn mich leider nicht aus auf welche Kriterien man achen muss, und im Laden beraten lassen will ich mich auhc erstmal nicht, da hab ich immer das gefühl die wollen nur verkaufen, verkaufen, verkaufen......und am besten dann auch was teures!

also ich hoffe ihr kjönnt mir ein paar hilfreiche Tips geben! Smile

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  Meine Liebe Charlotte

Geschrieben von: eowyn10
04.08.2009, 18:08
Forum: Fanfiction
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Titel: Meine Liebe Charlotte...[URL="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1902417/1/Between_the_Hawethorne_and_the_Homer"]
[/URL] Autor: Eowyn10
Sprache: Deutsch
Genre: Romance
Rating:

Der Neue

“Heute ist ein wirklich ausgesprochen schöner Tag”
“Wir sollten öfters den weg hier entlang gehen” Sagte Anne.
Sie war eine große, was nicht heißen soll riesige Frau, doch eine die genau die richtige größe hatte und keinen cm mehr wachsen sollte. Anne war blond und hatte tief blaue Augen, was nun auch nicht gerade überraschend bei Blonden Menschen ist. Sie hatte das perfekte Aussehen und war gebildet. Zusammen mit ihrer Schwester Charlotte liefen die beiden nahe dem Wald über eine fast nicht endend wollende Wiese, auf der alle möglichen Sommerblumen wuchsen. Charlotte war nicht ganz so groß und bezaubernd schön wie ihre große Schwester, doch um einiges intelligenter. Charlotte blickte auf die untergehende Sonne und auf das Haus in dem die beiden im Sommer wohnten. Lowhall. Es war ein großes weißes Haus vordem die Rosen wie verrückt wuchsen.
“Ich liebe dieses Haus einfach” sagte Charlotte mit einer verträumten Stimme.
“Ich liebe es den Sommer hier zu verbringen”
“Es gibt nun aber auch wirklich bessere dinge meine Liebe, zum Beispiel das am anderen Ende, ein Gutaussehender Mann hergezogen ist” dann schaute sie Nachdenklich “ Wenn ich nur seinen Namen noch wüsste, gut aber der ist nicht so wichtig, alles was ich sagen kann ist , 30000Pfund” Dann lächelte sie und setzte sich in die Wiese.
“Wie kann ein Mensch nur so von Geld besessen sein wie du meine Liebe Schwester” Charlotte lachte und ging in Richtung Lowhall.

Die Familie setzte sich aus der ältesten Tochter Anne, der zweitältesten Charlotte und den Brüdern William und Timothy und natürlich aus den Eltern Mr. Robert York und Miss Joan York zusammen.
Man kann nicht besonders viel über diese Familie sagen, nicht das sie unbedeutend oder langweilig wären, aber sie sind einfach normal. Die Mutter leicht hysterisch und der Vater Bodenständig und doch erfolgreich. Denn Mr. York war Anwalt in London und das wenn man so sagen darf kein schlechter.


FB gerne gesehen Smile
danke

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  Long before Rock'n'Roll

Geschrieben von: Cedric
04.08.2009, 13:12
Forum: Fanfiction
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Titel : Long before Rock'n'Roll
Autor : Cedric
Rating : PG-13
Pairing : /
Sonstige Anmerkungen: My own story...





[SIZE=4]Long before Rock'n'Roll


[/SIZE]

 Preface
His heart was racing. He tried to calm down but his breathing would just not become slower. His black Converse T-Shirt was soaking wet. He now was glad that he had decided against a white shirt. That would have been embarrassing. He looked around to face Cody and instantly was relieved. He didn’t look any better than he felt. He gave him an encouraging smile, took a deep breath and then heard an enhanced voice:
“And now you guys, the last contestants in our Battle of the Bands: This is a local group here from Dallas, with great talent and promise. Please welcome…”
He couldn’t even hear the name of his own band. The speaker’s voice got swallowed by a thunderstorm of cheering and clapping. Together with the other guys he nearly ran on stage. Looking over the approximately 1000 people who were standing in front of them and were without exception throwing them friendly looks, he almost was sure that they had good chances of actually winning this thing. Finally, he found the pair of eyes he was looking for in the crowd. He would recognize this shade of color in any place, at any time. They twinkled and encouraged him. However, he now concentrated on the task that lay in front him and as he picked up his guitar and played the first chords of their very own song he felt like he hadn’t felt in a very long time. He actually was happy, indescribably happy. One more look to his left. One more look into Cody’s eyes and he was sure that he was doing the right thing; that they had been doing the right thing all along.




One: California Sweat


[FONT=&quot]This was one of these moments when Lance actually hated that he had decided to go to college in California. It was three o’clock in the morning, his roommate was snoring like he could win some kind of competition and the air conditioner was broken. It was much too hot to even think of sleeping. So he had been lying in his bed for hours now with nothing to do but staring at the white walls surrounding him. It struck him that he had to rethink his choice in posters. His best friend would laugh at him, when he finally would join him in studying here. Posters of his former favorite bands Oasis, Simple Plan and Nirvana were pinned to his side of the wall. He smiled to himself how a taste in music could change so suddenly. He now listened to bands like Rage against the Machine, Bad Religion, Disturbed and Slayer. His best friend from back home, Knox, had always tried to make a metal head out of him, but he had tenaciously said no to any of those bands. But as soon as he was a long way from his hometown Dallas, a long way from Knox, this kind of music suddenly appealed to him. And he decided now, lying in his bed that the next day he would hook up on Allposters.com to get some new ones, new ones for a new phase in his life. He could even imagine the smile on Knox’ face, telling him, “I told you all along”.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] He was still hanging in his thoughts, finally drifting into a light sleep when suddenly the sound of the Foo Fighter’s song My Hero was in the air. Levi, his roommate, cursed, threw an angry glance at him and turned in his bed. Lance hurried to get up to answer his cell phone. He immediately was worried as he saw his mom’s number on the display. After all, it was nearly four o’clock in the morning and his Ma should be in bed for hours as she was pregnant.
“Mom?” he answered, “Everything okay?”
For a few moments there was silence on the other end of the line. As his mother finally spoke, her voice was cracking and barely audible.
“Lance, I have to tell you something. It’s about Knox…” she broke off.
“What about him?” Even he could hear the slight note of panic in his voice.
“He had an accident, Lance. Another car crashed into him. He’s… he’s…”
“No, Ma. No.”
“I am so sorry, kiddo.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] A cold hand reached into his body, removing his insides. He didn’t hear his mom’s voice anymore, talking about booking flights back home. He leaned against the wall, slowly sinking to the ground. He was feeling numb, even the tears wouldn’t start rolling. He took a look at Levi who was still sleeping, unaware that the world around him had just broken down. He didn’t know how long he just stared at Levi, not seeing him, not thinking, just doing nothing at all. He couldn’t remember when he had hung up the phone, when he had started breathing again, when he had come out of shock again. He just sat there. Staring. After a while, if it were ten seconds or ten hours, Lance would never be able to tell, he suddenly leapt up, dressed himself, and went outside. It was still very hot but he didn’t mind. It would help him now to become tired. He started to run. Just for the sake of running. He ran as fast as he never had done before. One hour, two hours, three hours. And finally, as he reached a forest, he was so exhausted that he just sunk down to the ground. And finally, the tears came, streaming down his cheeks, dripping from his nose. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]He was too exhausted, too shocked, too sad to do anything but sit there on the ground and cry. He didn’t know what he should do now. Knox had been the only person besides his family who had always understood him, who supported him no matter what. Without him he would have become crazy, dealing with the idiots in school. Lance couldn’t imagine himself without Knox. They had known each other since they were 3 years old and Knox’ mom had kind of raised him whenever his mom had been out in work. They had decided to go to college in California together to escape the suburbs of Dallas, to escape the same punks who had given them a hard time in school. But what now? Lance didn’t now. He just didn’t know.[/FONT]




TBC

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  Meine(r)eine(r) Thread XYZ III

Geschrieben von: Kayara
31.07.2009, 20:09
Forum: Kaffeeklatsch
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me

  • hat gerade den neuen thread eröffnet
  • ißt wassermelone
  • findet, dass heute nur schrott im tv kommt
  • freut sich über das we
  • findet es schade, dass die maxis heute ihrer allerletzten tag inder kita hatten.
  • wundert sich über einges

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  Rollt euren Kopf über die Tastatur! 2

Geschrieben von: VannyH
29.07.2009, 13:19
Forum: Funtalk & Spiele
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Hier geht's weiter ...

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