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A Flame Follows These Sparks

In a fantasy world, forget about spouses and loves, if you could fall in love with a movie or TV character, name 5 you would choose. Not the actors but the movie characters.

Anybody who has read my blog would know this post is a cakewalk for me. But, truly, it is not. To choose ONLY five? Oh, what shall I do? *takes a deep breath and continues* Anyway, here are the top 5, in no particular order.

1) Sirius Black from The Harry Potter SeriesWhy you ask?

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The first time I read, “There’s enough filth in my robes without you touching them.” I was about twelve. It made me laugh, and filled me with warm and fuzzy thoughts and pride up to the brim of my heart. It has, since then, been a downward ride for me. Oh, the idea of being in love with Sirius, and then actually being in love with him has been beautiful. It annoyed anybody I talked to in the beginning, what with me quoting him everywhere, anywhere. But now I guess people associate me with him effortlessly. Of course, everybody knows being called a bitch is actually a compliment for me, what with Sirius being a dog and all. Anyway, before I creep you out..

2) Sherlock from Sherlock, the BBC TV Series.

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Why not? He is er, intelligent? Okay, much more than that. He plays the violin! (Woot.) His voice. Oh, his voice! (Love is but a victory march.) And his jokes crack me up. I mean, oh sweet mother of Honeydukes! What jokes. Bordering on dirty, but.. Ah. Aaanywaay, He plays right into my sapiosexual desires. Plus, he’s British. ‘Nuff said.

3) Chandler Bing

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Bing-a-ling-ding! Ms. Chanandler Bong. *ahem*

He’s funny. He’s (in)sensitive. He works with numbers. Read my: Someone Like You to know what my relationship with math is. But more than anything else, he can tolerate Monica. So I’m sure he can tolerate the crazy me as well. I think. But hey, who could ever come up with: Bagels: Round food for every mood.

4) Mr. Darcy from Pride and Predjudice- The Book, The Movies, The TV Series and The Lizzie Bennet Diaries.

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 But obvious, isn’t it? I won’t even begin with him. Seriously. Except, from the 2005 movie: You’ve bewitched me body and soul. And I love… I love… I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

5) Mark Sloan from Grey’s Anatomy: 

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If you’re up-to-date with Grey’s and don’t love him, there’s something wrong with you. That’s all. (Don’t make me cry now.)

Phew. This was way too difficult for my like. 

(Also, in case anybody was wondering where the Rose Weasley fanfiction was, it’s getting redone. I realized how crappy it was. )

Prompt courtesy: http://www.kludgymom.com/idea-bank/


Elements: Magic

And here it is! The end of this series! Many thanks for all your lovely reviews, likes and follows!

                 Title: Union
                 Element: Magic

He stood there on the podium, eyes scanning the room.

He looked at the enchanted floor, reflecting the sand beneath, but holding the chairs just right. He scanned the room for his best mate. Wasn’t he supposed to be there with him, giving him support?

He looked at the beach, and the setting sun. The sky left pink and purple traces, with grey clouds, just enough to leave silhouettes of the people walking across the arches. He looked at Dumbledore, sitting there, drinking his favourite Sherbet Lemon. He chuckled.

His eyes fell upon the candle-lamps spread across the hall, dangling midway, and giving every individual present an enchanted glow. He looked at the scarlet lace curtains and the golden sunflowers. He felt himself swell up with emotions.

He could see his mum sitting on the front row, near the enchanted plant of white roses. She looked at him, with teary eyes and smiled. He smiled back, unsure if it were okay for him to shed tears.

His dad stood there, grinning and making their guests laugh. He looked so at ease, as if it weren’t that big a deal. But he knew how nervous his dad actually felt. He thought of how similar they actually were.

And then, the music suddenly changed. His heart missed a beat, as an old man reached the corner, flashing a broad smile. To his right was the most beautiful lady he had ever seen. To his left was a heart beating rapidly.

As he saw her walk down the aisle, with the prettiest smile she had ever adorned, he calmed down, reflecting her smile, radiantly. She looked at him and gave him an excited, yet small nod, which cleared his head of all his fears.

As Lily walked down the aisle, with her green eyes sparking, and the train of ger gown behind her, James realized that the world was truly what he was told it would be. Just a small wink from her was enough for him to realize that his world, was indeed magical. And maybe spells and charms had nothing to do with it.

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Elements: Fire

So, here’s the sixth part. I am definitely a little disappointed that it’s going to be over in another one. Thank you for your reviews and follows! Makes my day, honestly!
                  Title: Young
                  Element: Fire

He could hear the water in the shower, and a light hum of a song he couldn’t recognise. He could hear the crackling of the fire, and couldn’t help but smile at the peace that his, their life now was.

She got out of the shower, in a gray bulky jumper that belonged to him, and a pair of black pajama bottoms. Her hair was still wet, and left huge drops of water at the back of her jumper. She shuddered, while drying her hair, and looked outside to see additional layers of snow accumulated, since she went in to have a shower. In a minute, she started trembling.

He laughed, looking at her trembling state, and motioned her to sit next to him on the armchair. She snuggled close to him, as he summoned a dragonskin blanket from his drawer. They sat there, not muttering a word, for a long time.

‘It’s nice to be away from all that drama, isn’t it?’ she broke the silence.

‘It’s bloody brilliant,’ he laughed. ‘I was thinking, once all of this is done with, I might want to play Professional Quidditch for a year or two. What do you think? Take those years off. Do what I’m good at, and what I can do, without doubting myself. Yeah?’

‘That’ll be amazing! You can go off and be who you are, no dark wizard to hold you off. Maybe I can be a Healer at St. Mungo’s. The years I spent healing you four every month,’ she laughed.

‘Healer! Why am I not surprised! You’ll have to apparate in for every match, though. What could I do without knowing you’ll watch me put the Quaffle in and beating everyone’s asses?’

‘Or falling off the broom because you saw a beautiful girl, most likely a Veela, sitting right in front of you?’

He laughed at that, shaking his head. She snuggled in closer to him. Her thoughts wandered off, thinking about meeting someone like him, getting to know him, being friends with him and falling in love with him. She thought of their ride in the Hogwarts express in the first year, and how if somebody would have told her she was going to be in love with him six years down the line, and sit with him on an armchair, in front of the fire in his room, she might have laughed at them, at the very least, if not break their noses.

He looked at her, her hair reflecting in the fire light, the only thing as bright as the fire in the room. He chuckled, as a voice in his head said, mine.

Suddenly, she felt him move, and try to get up. Her face fell, as she realized how comfortable she was. ‘One sec,’ he said, as he stood up, and crossed the room. ‘I’ll be right back.’ She heard him open and close a couple of drawers across the room, and wondered what he wanted suddenly, that he couldn’t summon. She saw him walk back to her, with confident strides, but a small blush playing on his cheeks. She looked on with a quizzical brow. He stood there, for about half a minute, looking at her, hands in his pocket. Her heart pounded, as she saw him, suddenly go down on one knee.

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