Christmas at the burrow

The Burrow, a ramshackle house just outside Ottery St. Catchpole, it's seven floors, hastily stacked on top of each other, bits sticking out haphazardly all over the place. Muggles that saw it would swear, jokingly,[…]

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The party

I texted my boyfriend who was sitting nearly next to me. We were amongst others so I couldn’t just tell him what I wanted to do. I sent it off and I watched him reading[…]

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Dear diary: november

November 3 Dear Diary, It's getting cold outside! I love the holidays, but I have more pressing things to think about right now! Gary keeps wanting to fuck us, and we keep putting him off![…]

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Lady in blue

I have to apologize for the typo's and no spacing. My stories are gone over and spaced and paragraphs appropriately done, however, when you post to this site, it screws with the formating, and add's[…]

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The librarian

As he walked into the library, the first thing he noticed was the librarian. She was a quiet, timid woman, someone whose husband always took her in the missionary position, with it all over in[…]

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The prisoner (part 3)

Stephen’s alarm went off at 6:30 in the morning. ‘That was strange; his alarm usually went off at 7.’ He turned over to try to go back to sleep, then jumped upright, remembering what was[…]

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The party

As James puts on his after shave on, which smelt really strong and made girls wet as soon as they smelt it. As he puts it on he notices that his phone was ringing, it[…]

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