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Warning(s): Song Title: You and I Pairing: Phil Lester x Reader Fandom: Youtube Word Count: 993 (This fanfiction is based on the song You and I by Ingrid Michaelson) Don't you worry there, my honey We might not have any money But we've got our love to pay the bills Maybe I think you're cute and funny Maybe I wanna do what bunnies do with you, if you know what I mean Oh, let's get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France Let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance Let's get rich and build a house on a mountain making everybody look like ants From way up there, you and I, you and I You were ge

The note said 'To Miss Popular, I've heard so much about you from a valuble source and I will admit I find myself deeply fascinated. I would love to meet a precious rose like you in person. If you are agreeable to this then say 'Salazar' whilst holding this note and you will be portkeyed to me. I look forward to seeing your decision. Yours, T.R' Unknown to (Y/N), she had been reading the note outloud. This allowed her roommate to know what he note said. "Who's T.R?" Lucinda's voice startled (Y/N) out of reading the note. She looked on over to Lucinda with a small smile on her face. "Quite charming." Lucinda looks at her incredulously at her

The note said, 'Dearest (Y/N), I write to you from the past as it is of the utmost importance that I do. I will warn you now that this note is a powerful portkey that will bring you to my era. The past can not be changed and therefore you must come. I am looking forward to meeting you, as are my friends. Sincerely, Salazar Slytherin' Once (Y/N) had finished reading the note, she felt a tug behind her navel. Next thing she knew, she was standing in the centre of what looked like a deserted Great Hall. Looking around she noticed that the house tables were considerably shorter and that at the head of the hall, instead of the staff tables, ther

You playfully shoved George, running down the stairs of the Burrow. You had been staying with the Weasleys for the summer, for your parents had been out on a “business trip.” You knew they were sick of work, and probably sick of you, but you didn’t complain. The Weasleys were your second family. Ginny was like a younger sister and Ron a younger brother. You never saw Bill, Percy, and Charlie much, but they were still like your big brothers. Then, there were the twins, who were your other half. While you looked up to them both, and loved them dearly, you couldn’t help but feel differently about one of them. George. Sure

You woke with a start, gasping, and looked around in confusion before you realised what had happened. You'd fallen asleep in Harry's dorm room. Harry, Ron and Hermione were your best friends, but right now, you were in the middle of a disagreement. You and Harry believed that Voldemort had made Malfoy a Death Eater to replace his father, while Ron and Hermione did not. You had been helping Harry keep an eye on Malfoy using the Marauders' Map before you'd fallen asleep. Now, you saw that Malfoy was on the Astronomy Tower. Not wanting to wake anyone, you quietly slip out of the room dressed in your black tank top and red flannel pyjama pants.

-- Imagine Phil telling you about the bad day he's had. It's almost ten pm. Your fingers hastily fly across the keyboard as you try to finish your essay. Before you can, though, you hear a faint knock on the door to your room. "Come in," you say, taking a peek at the doorway. Standing by the door is your adorable boyfriend Phil Lester. "Bad day?" You offer him an apologetic smile. "You could say that," he nods sadly, going over to sit cross-legged on your bed. You notice that his socks are black and white mismatches and frown. "Aww, love," you hurry over to him and wrap your arms around his neck. "Sometimes I feel like everyone hates m