Saturday, August 27, 2011

Irene

What a joke hurricane! Lol! Sorry I've seen worse. We were right on the oceanfront and still it was only mildly high winds (I've been in winds that nearly blew me away when I was 130...and I'm 116 right now...it didn't even move me a little...faaail!)

In other news...I am constantly shifting between 115 and 116. I want to be at least 118 so that I can exercise again. I feel so flabby! (sobs)

I'll be able to write a new story on Monday guys xD
I hope all of you are doing alright! I love you all! Be safe!

And anyone who was hurt by Irene I'm sorry and hope everything works out for you! I was just saying that by the time it reached us..it was pathetic...I think the weather people love to embellish on how bad storms are sometimes.

-the Silent Observer-

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Update!

Ok sooo I'm 116 again (still...whatever...lol!) and it's partially because I back-slid a bit. But I'm getting back on track I promise! I have been eating...alot more than when I restricted even...but not as much as I probably should. I am hungry now though and about to go eat lol!

Hubby and I might be getting Sugar Gliders soon! I can't wait! They are so adorable!

I will try writing a new story up for you guys soon...as soon as I decide what I want to put lol!
Be safe everyone! I love you! Be safe!

-the Silent Observer-

Friday, August 19, 2011

The past...

So...I've been thinking. Alot. About many points in my life I rather detest. Like my father who bans me from my family (and vise versa) because I decided to NOT join the military and instead, follow my heart to be with the wonderful man I'm married to today. I'm ridiculed for my choices to the point that my father taints my sisters thoughts of me and states 'Shes just a crack whore! Her husband is satanic and selling her body for drugs'
My mother says 'Your sister looks better in that hat than you do!' or 'Your sister could be a model' or 'Her grades are so nice since she went to college! I wish you had gone!'

My mother always put the drawings I made her in the cupboard. Guess where sister's made it? The fridge for all to see. I confronted mom about that once. She said 'Do you really want your artwork ruined?'
I wouldn't care really if it meant you acknowledged you had another daughter! Bloody he'll and I'm the OLDESt! Shouldn't this be the other way around? Not that I really want Sis to go through this...dismissal. I gave up trying a while ago. When my mother and sister called my husband a moron just because he didn't agree with their choice in guns. I cried so hard. Why cant they see me? What did I do that was so wrong? Why am I being punished for something that wasn't my fault?! It was his damnit! It was his! He's the reason I'm so filthy! He's the reason I can't even look at a male without expecting a harsh blow or word...or an intimate touch I don't want! It's not my fault! Why does he always make it out like it's my fault?!

I feel like taking a knife and digging it all out! All that whatever that taints me and makes it so that I'm so unwanted. But I won't. I promised Hubby I wouldn't. And I keep my promises...

Today I kinda backtracked. I ate less than 500 I'm sure of it. And as guilty as I feel...I felt so good about not having to stuff my face with alot of food...still. Even Hubby kinda shook his head 'such a fuck up' and looked so sad that I had backtracked. Plus I weighed myself twice. What's wrong with me today? Why have I done so good then failed so miserably?

Sorry guys. Seems like everyone is kinda on the low today.
I just started thinking of this after talking to Diz, though. I want her to know that she's loved and wanted. That I know what she's feeling if only a bit. And while trying to reassure her...I remembered everything that I try toforget about my family. If you can even call them that anymore.

I love you all! Please be safe! Know that you are worth something...from one outcast to another...you are worth something to me!

-the Silent Observer-

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Meh

Ah so today (my period started...4 days later than t was supposed to) I had a minor...set back. I didn't want to eat. I lost weight (even with all I've been eating and NO exercising!) and now I'm back to 116 or 117. I was 118. I just want to give up! I don't wan to eat all of this food every meal. It's so exhausting! I know I've come so far...I really have and I'm proud of it. I mean look at me! I'm depressed because I've LOST! But still...I almost want to say 'why bother?' if losing is all I can do...and I don't want to eat. I would rather drink.

Anyways. Don't worry guys. I'm still eating. I don't want to but I'm trying to keep with this.
I feel like getting sick though...with all the food I'd been eating o_O

Be safe everyone! I might write up a story for you guys soon! I love you all!

-the Silent Observer-

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Third day

It's my third day of feeling normal. I'm 116 again...I hope this lasts a long time. Hubby gave me this big smile when I told him that I felt calm and normal for the third day in a row. Also I haven't counted calories in almost a week. I feel accomplished there too.
Have to go. Love you guys! Be safe!

-the Silent Observer-

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Afterlife Tourniquet

Alright guys! It's time for another story! First I'll update. I am 116.5 this morning and I'm actually ok with it. I'm sure I'll spazz tomorrow but for right now I'm ok with it. I've been eating all of my meals without fail...and I'm really happy about it. Although I really don't like having so much food on my plate lol. I think some of my weight is water weight (period is supposed to start in a few days) but I'm hoping that's not the case (which is odd)

Anyways...onward!

Afterlife Tourniquet- past Drarry/Pre-Fen/Harry- Warning: mentions of infidelity, character death...reincarnation...slash...

AT-

The blood was bubbling in my throat. I could feel it. All my body longed to do was cough it out. But I refused. I was in charge of this disease. Not the other way around. I winced though. It hurt alot. This itching clawing need to cough out the clotted blood in my lungs. It's festering and putrifying evil, sneaking it's way through my veins so that I suffocated in my own bodily fluids. I was dying. I didn't care one bit. After all, what did I have to live for? A husband who was currently cheating on me with a healthy woman of all things? Friends who left you because of who you married? Children who died as miscarriages because of a disease I had no clue of until recently?
No. I had no one.
Which was fine, I supposed. Finally I could rest and join my babies who I never was able to hold. To love.

The niggling in the back of my throat became too much and I finally gave way to the coughing fit my body so desperately wanted. It wasn't always like this you know. Draco and I had a beautiful marriage. Hardly ever had fights. The sex was great too. But then came the failed pregnancies, and menthe news of my illness. Draco became distant. Off. Then suddenly, recently, he'd become happy again. I knew it wasn't because of me. I looked into it and found out why. He'd been cheating on me with Pansey Parkinson.
In fact that's where he was now. Out with the tramp. I was waiting for them to get here, although they didn't know it. I was serving Draco the papers for divorce today. I'd already signed them. Once everything was settled I would Apparate to my little cabin and die peacefully. Even though, in all technicality, I wasn't supposed to Apparate as it could make the coughing fits worse, but either way I was dying. Who cared. Although I guess I would miss a few people. Severus and I had become friends. He and Lucius have been secretly married for years, did you know that? Yeah. It was a shock to me too. They were trying for some children now that the war was over. Then there was my friendship with Fenrir.
Yup the great and mighty leader of the British Coven of Werewolves.
He constantly called me cub or pup and as much as I loved it, I secretly winced as well. After all, both Remus and Sirius would call me that when they were alive. But I enjoyed his company. We would sit and talk for hours about his pack, which made me want to just flee with them. I refused to though. I didn't want to spread this to the pack. I guess I would be missed then. Wait until Lucius found out that his son was a cheating lying prick. I wonder what Luc's reaction would be? Or Sev's? Heck, I'll bet Fenrir will be hunting Draco for the rest of the blond's life. Not that I cared.
Not anymore.

The wards flared as Draco passed them and I flinched, brought out of my musings by the high pitched laugh of the hint formally known as Pansey. I ground my teeth in irritation. I always hated her voice. It was so annoying. So...girly. I shuddered and after a minor coughing fit, straightened out my robes, stood ramrod stiff, and moved my facial features into a cold mask of nonchalance. Like this didn't bother me. I was above it all. When they both walked intothe front parlor, kissing I might add, they both halted upon noticing me. Inwardly, I smirked as Draco's face paled, Pansey not far off from him. I felt like grinning one of Fenrir's grins. Oh victory was so sweet.

"H-Harry? I thought you weren't supposed to be home until later!" Draco stuttered, attempting to act like he wasn't just caught making out with the slag.

I sneered faintly instead of answering and simply held out the papers to him. He shockingly took them from me and I felt smug when his face crumpled in sorrow as he read it's contents. I glared at Pansey before turning, keeping myself poised and collected as I left out the way they came in. I wanted to cough so bad it was beginning to hurt but I staved it off until I made it to the apparition point, turned, and disapperated to my cabin.

I collapse to the forest floor, feeling free for the first time in ages. I began to laugh which caused my coughing to kick in. I couldn't stop this time. I inwardly rolled my eyes at my plight. Of course I would die after gaining my freedom. Why not. I was fate's boy toy anyways, yeah?
I curled on my side, eyes watering with the need to breathe, lips stained red as blood glob after glob flew out of my mouth. I was drowning. Alone. I stared at the grass as darkness began to fall in my wooded haven. I smirked even though my coughing had subsided to feeble gurgles. I couldn't really breathe around the oppressive weight of the blood. The smirk grew until my bloodstained teeth were visible. I heard a chuckle above me and turned my head slightly, grin still in place.

"F-Fen." I gasped out, futily attempting to reach out to him.

He knelt, concern flitting through his eyes even as his grin never left his face. Neither did mine for that matter. I felt relief really, that my friend would see me through to the end. Maybe in another life we'd be able to take our friendship further.

"Hello, pup. Ready for death?" he whispered, nuzzling the side of my face with his own.

I finally was able to grasp his toes through the dirt and grass surrounding me and I gave him a quick squeeze.
"I'll make it quick."

I coughed a bit, then reached in my pocket for the letters I had written toggles who would miss me. I'd nearly forgotten them in my confrontation with Draco.

"L-look out for me." I whispered. I would be back. This time it would be different.

He gave me a firm nod, took the letters, placed them on the dirt, then transformed into his wolf form. I grinned when his maw closed around my throat, adding pressure.

"Love you." I croaked and knew no more.

----

Fenrir followed his nose to the home of Severus Snape and Lucius. He'd been waiting for this scent for years. Fifteen to be exact. It had been that long since his dearest friend had died.
So many things had changed since then. Draco and Pansey had been married, divorced and misereable. Draco had been disinheriated when Lucius found out just what had happened to Harry. Severus refused to speak to either of his former Slytherians. Shortly thereafter, Draco sequestered himself away and wasn't seen by anyone anymore. Pansey lost face with most of her peers and she commited suicide. A month after Harry's death, Lucius announced that they were expecting a baby boy.
Fenrir smirked as he thought of all the mood swings poor Lucius had gone through. They had named their boy Harrison Lucius Prince, as Severus had reverted to his mother's maiden name, wishing to start over. Also they wanted to show their love of the boy who had been a good friend to them before the disease took him.
Fenrir had left before ever getting to see the child however, as his pack needed him. This scent had drawn him back though. And he followed it to the Prince's backyard. Fenrir felt his breath hitch as he saw the boy thatthe scent was coming from. The teen was tall, although still shorter than himself. His hair was dark black, but braided back to his shoulders. He was thin by not in a sickly way. More like a graceful dancer. He was a perfect melding of the Malfoy and Snape lines. This must be Harrison. His Harry had returned to him.
He felt like wagging his tail as his presence was acknowledged by the fourteen year old. Fenrir grinned wolfishly when smokey grey eyes met his, mischievousness in their depths.

"Hello, Fenrir. It took you long enough."

-end-

I was told I should make a prequel buuut I'm unsure if I could. Anyways I hope you guys like it xD

-the Silent Observer-

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Yosh!

Ok so I feel better tonight. I keep fluxing between 116 and 115. So I'm happy forthe moment. I think I need to allow myself to be ok with this weight before I move on.
I will definitely be putting up a story tomorrow. Probably my TB!Harry/Fenrir xD

Love you guys! Thanks for everything!

-the Silent Observer-

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Enter sarcastic remark here...

So I'm 116 today. Hubby wants me to wait one more bloody day before I begin exercising. I'm less than thrilled. I was ready to exercise yesterday. CM wanted me to wait one day...and now hubby wants me to wait one more. Because I wanted fries today I have to add that to my already heavy load of foods. I hate this. I hate gaining this weight and eating all this food. I don't want to do it anymore. I will though. I have to. I want a child. And that trumps whatever I want in the ED department. But I can see the fat rolls. I can see my stomach expanding. And all I want to do is either exercise like all get out or find some other way to get rid of it.

I'm yet again not in the mood to put out a story. And I'm unsure if anyone really likes my stories anymore after the incest debacle. I might make a link on my fanfic to this site. I'm unsure about it all anymore. I feel so lost. I hate feeling full. I don't like this.
I was ok with being 115. I hate being 116.

-the Silent Observer-

Monday, August 8, 2011

115....finally

Ok guys! I'm at the halfway mark. I'm still bothered by putting on this weight. Especially since t means going from 600 intake to 800. Yeah I'm not thrilled. So I know I said I would type up a story today but I just don't feel like it. So I will probably do it tomorrow. That is if anyone still wishes to read them. I have a feeling my Sev/Harry turned everyone away from me in the reading department. Kind of makes me sad.

But yeah. Today I finally made it to 115. I get to exercise. Woohoo!
Today I'm having Veggie Tequito, a hard boiled egg, ramen( dried...I want to eat them like chips...but I'm removing the msg laced packet and putting cajun seasoning instead lol!), fruit, cherry tomatoes (nom!), and either tea, water, or a root beer. I can't believe I'm stuffing my face with this much foooood. I feel so fat. Hubby got mad at me this mooring cause I looked at my belly and it's bigger (he doesn't see it but I definitely do =_=) and I said I felt fat. He's like 'You aren't fat! You piss me off when you say that'. I understand that I'm frustrating with this but I can't help what I see...or how I feel. I hope this goes away because I don't want to make him mad anymore.

Anyways. I've managed to stay away from the brownies...and any other milk induced products. I feel pretty good that I've been able to stay away from milk.
Also...I'm starting on my second chapter of my new Harry Potter story. I've decided there won't be any pairings...but I still haven't come up with a name lol!

I better go. I love you all! Be safe and know that I think of you!

-the Silent Observer-

Saturday, August 6, 2011

I'm thinking...

I think I'll post my TB!Harry next. It's past Drarry and pre-Fen/Harry.

I really didn't feel like eating today. At all. Is it normal that I'm forcing myself to eat? The only joy I've been getting out of the food is when I eat my tomatoes or drink my Silk. I've been meaning to tell Hubby but I haven't. Annnd after two days of not counting...I broke down and counted. I went waaaay over my limit (which has grown thanks to my apparent loss). I don't know how to not flip out over this. I know I want to get better...but I really just don't want to eat. I am. Like a machine. There's just...blah there when there should be at least a little bit of joy.
Does anyone know what I'm trying to say?
If I've lost another pound by tomorrow...I'm demanding we get a new scale. There's no way (especially after all I've eaten today) that I've lost again. I will rejoice cry.

So CM and I were talking about making calorie free/negative calorie chips...it started with tomato chips and degraded to celery...do any of you have any ideas? Just for fun of course...cause the celery/tomato chip idea sounds delish!
I have a new story in the works! And as soon as the first chapter is written out I'll share it with you guys...I am unsure of the pairing but I think it will be Voldie/Harry...with Severitis tendencies lol!

Let me know guys...

-the Silent Observer-

@tobf- becareful sweetheart...if you think you should stop doing MC it's probably a good idea xD...love you!

Two steps back

I weighed myselfthis morning and I dropped a pound. I don't get it as I've been eating and not exercising. So I was kinda depressed because I thought Hubby would be disappointed. I told him about the loss and he asked of I was eating less each meal but I haven't been. In fact yesterday I added something to my plate because thought it would help.

I don't want to eat at all today either. I kinda felt like that yesterday too. I just feel like I'm mechanically eating. I find no joy in eating like I thought I would. What's wrong with me? Why'd I lose? My period is supposed to start next week. Shouldn't I be gaining?

I had my cereal and silk...and I'm going to make my Tequito and maybe a hard boiled egg or two. It depends on whether or not hubby is buying dinner or lunch...he hasn't told me lol!

@Dandelion - oh that's ok hon! Not everyone will like my work and that's fine xD
It's sad by I'll live...I have another EDNOS!Harry/Fenrir I can write...a Neville/Harry...and a few semi-Harem!Harry stories I could write lol! Let me know what you'd like to see xD
And thank you for the compliments...I have short hair now (hubby is making me grow it out to that length again though) and I no longer have glasses (I'm bliiindd!)...but thank you.

Be safe all of you! I love you all!

-the Silent Observer-

Ps. I feel so weird being sad about losing. I mean apart of me is happy...but part of me...the part that wants to get better...is bawling like a baby lol!

Friday, August 5, 2011

Father! Or F.U. Order!

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Alright I don't know if those will show up but that's me...old (2007 and some back as far as 2005 but I wanted you all to see my doggy xD)
Laugh ye peoples! Lauuuugh! Lol!

And now you guys want to read the Sev/Harry yus?
Here it goes!

Father! Or F.U. Order!- Sev/Harry- Warnings: incest...sorta...dark!Harry...erm I guess he's kinda crazy too lol! Order Bashing... And sex (snerk) enjoy!

FoFUO-

Severus entered through the door of Number Four Privet Drive with a grimace of distaste. His Lord and Dumbledore both required him to fetch the Potter brat. Of course both parties also know that Potter was actually a Snape, but at least Voldemort had appeared genuinely concerned. Which was mildly disconcerting to say the least.
It's not like he truly hated the boy though. If anything he was angry with himself. Because of his heavy inaction, his son had been mistreated all his life. And he had done nothing to help.
Sighing, Snape shook his head to clear it of sad thoughts and then stopped dead when he actually took a good look around him. Strewn across the floor were Harry's muggle relatives. Bound, gagged, bloodily, dead. Standing above them in a long flowing black fur robe, was the subject of his thoughts. Harry.

"I wondered when you'd show, father." Harry's voice traveled to him in a soft rasp as he shifted to face Severus, his robe falling around his shoulders slightly as he did so.

Showing off milky white shoulders riddled with angry red scars. Blood was splattered on his cheeks, but Severus could tell it wasn't his son's. Then what Harry said sunk in and he flinched.

"You know?"

Harry laughed, green eyes sparkling. Not quite sane.
"Of course I know. I overheard some Order members sneering about my worthlessness. I was only there as a weapon and to keep you from totally devoting yourself to the Dark."

The dour man flinched once more, then scowled.
"How do you know that I don't care? What if I'm Light?"

Here Harry laughed even harder and he inched his way closer to His father with lithe, nimble, and graceful steps. Once in front o his father, he pressed his shorter body, sensually against the taller form of Severus.
Severus shivered, finding it very hot all of a sudden.

"Oh father. You aren't anywhere close to being Light. If I wanted to, I could make you fuck me anytime I wanted and you wouldn't care if I was your son or not. Admit it." here, Harry leaned up and nibbled on the Potions Master's chin, causing the older wizard to shiver and draw in an unsteady breath," You'd love to fuck me on your desk. Pound me into the wall. Take me and make me scream your name."

Severus growled and gripped his son's arms, absently noting that his child had no clothes on underneath his fur robe. He looked into the mesmerizing green eyes of his child and groaned. Harry was right. He was Dark enough to find his own flesh and blood attractive. Enough to fuck him. To take him. And the look in his son's eyes, the look of lust and Darkness, had him wanting to make his son his in every intamite way.

"Why are your relatives dead?" he needed to change the subject. Otherwise...

Harry smirked in a perfect parody of the Dark Lord. Knowing.
"I killed them. My Uncle wanted to try a go with me. I had to refuse. You see...he just wasn't good enough for me."

Severus snorted, even as he felt rage and possessiveness creep through him.
"But I am?"

Harry snickered and leaned forward to lick across his father's neck.
"Yes. More than enough."

"I take it I'm not your first?"

Harry shook his head, a smirk still on his face. Snape felt irrevocably turned on by the look.

"No. The Twins were my first. It was hot too. Thy loved dominating me. I must say that I loved it too."

The older wizard groaned.
"Who else?"

"Our Lord. The Lestrange Brothers. Barty. Rosier. The Malfoy's wanted me, but I just couldn't. Draco's a nice friend and all but...no. Um. Greyback, and Blaise Zabini. That's it." he licked up his father's neck again and released a moan when Severus pulled him close.

"I was hoping I could convince you to fuck me when the Order appears to investigate why my wand shows signs of being used for death."

Severus blinked.
" That would blow my cover,"

Harry shrugged and ground his hips against his father's prominent erection.
"It would be a wonderful 'Fuck you!', from the both of us."

Severus couldn't help it. He threw his head back and laughed. Who knew his son was so devious. Finally, when he calmed down, he cast his son a very preditorial look and grinned ferally when his son moaned in response.

"Are you sure you want this, Harry? Even though I'm your father?"

Harry moaned again and nodded his head, grinding against Severus again.
"Please, daddy. I need you in me!"

Something in the Slytherian snapped and with a growl of pure arousal, picked up his young charge and in a few long strides had Harry pressed against the wall. He kissed Harry roughly, delighting in the little mewls of pleasure he was gifted with and moved to the floor.
Wasting no time, he pulled out his erection and moved the robes away from Harry's form, to trail his fingers along the younger wizard's opening.
He moaned at what he found.

"You prepared yourself?"

Harry gasped when Severus dipped in a finger.
"Yes, so you could take me as hard as you want."

Severus had to hold completely still so that he wouldn't loose himself in his hands.
"I'll make you scream my name. You'll never want someone else again."

Harry arched off he floor and screamed when Severus plunged inside him, after a mild lubrication charm.
"More Daddy!" Harry screamed again, causing his father to plow forward once more with fervor.

He ravished his son's lips, neck, chest. He gripped Harry's cock just as the Order popped into the room.
"Scream for me Harry. Tell them who you belong to." Severus hissed, feeling his son begin to clench around his member.

Harry nodded and Severus gathered as much power as he could around his cock and slammed in one last time.

"Oh daddy!" Harry screamed and arched off the floor again, clawing at his father's back as he came all over them both.

Severus groaned and shuddered while he came deep inside Harry. His son was so beautiful like this. He planned to take his son again soon.
He pulled out and covered his child with his fur robe after quick cleaning charms on their person. Then he put himself back into his pants and helped his son (and himself) to his feet. He placed a loving hand on his boy's cheek, and was surprised to see the love and devotion that shone there.

"You really love me don't you?" he whispered in awe. Mug like Harry, love was a foreign word to him forthe most part.

Harry's eyes softened, his smile mimicking his gaze. Finally he nodded.
"I have since I found out the truth."

"Severus?" came the Headmaster's voice, full of shock.

After all, the Order members knew that Severus was Harry's real father. It seemed they were surprised that Harry knew as well. Well that...and they'd just caught the father-son duo screwing like rabbits.

"Headmaster." Severus drawled, turning finally to face the Order. Well most of them. Hermione, Ron, Remus, and Albus.

Harry snickered at the mixed looks of disgust and horror on their faces.

"What are you doing? What happened to Harry's relatives?"

Harry laughed then and Severus gave him a fond yet exasperated look.
"I killed them of course. As for what he was doing...why Headmaster...isn't it obvious?" Harry asked coyly.

Severus snorted and rolled his eyes. He never realized before now how good his son was at acting. He supposed it ran in the family.

"How could you kill them? They always treated you so nice!" Hermione screeched in anger.

Harry's demeanor changed; suddenly he stiffened, a hard glint in his eyes.
Severus shivered. It was a look he recognized. One his Lord often wore.

"And how could you have sex with that greasy git?! It's disgusting! He's your father! You should feel ashamed!" yelled Ron angrily.

Severus scowled knowing what was coming next.

"Yes, Severus, my boy. This is your son. He's a murderer! Yet I find you having sex with him. I'm very disappointed with you." Albus stated sadly.

Harry smirked suddenly and he stood so he was in front of his father, then leaned back, his father's arms automatically pulling him flush with his body.

"Oh we knew we were related before we had sex. As for you, Mudblood...the whole Order knows my loving family actually hated my guts. Unless being beaten and starved is the new fashion for love." the younger wizard sneered and was somewhat surprised when his father tightened his hold.

"Never again. If I could bring them back I'd kill them again."

Harry smiled softly and turned in his father's embrace to plant soft, gentle kisses against Severus' lips in thanks.

"Harry! Your parents...they'd be so disappointed." Remus tried.

Harry sighed in irritation.
"Seriously, Lupin? Severus is my father. Lily was my mother. My father is happy with me. My mother would have been happy as long as I was. So kindly keep your trap shut traitor." the underlying threat had everyone, save Sev, shivering.

"I'm sorry, my boy, but I can't allow you to leave."

Severus rolled his eyes and pressed his wand tip to his mark, sending out a little known S.O.S. to his Lord and nearby Death Eaters.
Within moments, Voldemort, Bellatrix, and the Lestrange Brothers all appeared in the Dursley's living room.

"Tsk tsk, Harry. I thought they would have been dead by now." Voldemort drawled, placing a chaste kiss to his apprentice's cheek.

Harry gave him a cheeky grin, then stuck it his tongue.

"Put your tongue away or I'll find a better use for it." Severus and the Dark Lord commented in unison.

Harry's eyes fluttered and he moaned.
"Promise?"

Voldemort smirked and Severus snorted.

"Whore!" Ron screamed, wand pointed at his former friend.

Harry was oblivious, his mind too busy conjuring sexual positions with both his father and his Lord. However, the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters growled.

"That's rich coming from you, Weasel. Especially since you have been caught screwing multiple girls. Heard you even got one pregnant before she aborted it because you blackmailed her." drawled Severus. He felt Harry stiffen in his arms.

"And I'm the monster?" he murmured, but they all heard and Ron flinched.

Ron sniffed and looked around nervously even as he tried to remain aloof.
"It doesn't matter. At least I'm not a whore for the Dark."

Harry sighed and moved away from his father.
"I lost my virginity to your brothers, Weasel. You would have known that too if you had bothered to care about something other than your lack of fame and money."

Ron gaped.
"But they are together with each other!"

Harry's grin was shark-like as he nodded.
"Oh yes. They are. They were willing to teach me what love and a kind touch were supposed to be. Without them, I wouldn't be nearly as knowledgable about a real loving touch and a fake one. The Twins, the Dark Lord, even the Lestrange brothers have shown me more kindness then any of you have. Ever."

Sev sighed in graditude.

"Well what about your father? He's never shown you kindness!"

The dark haired man winced. They had him there.

Harry turned back to his father and trailed a hand down his cheek.
"Daddy showed me kindness by never lying to me. He's always told me truth. In his own way he showed me kindness, as you had already made him swear to keeping his distance from me."

Severus felt his eyes prickle at the note of forgiveness in his son's voice and inclined his head in thanks.

"So Harry-love, did you kill these filthy muggles off?" inquired Bella with an insane giggle.

Harry smirked.
"Of course Aunty Bella."

Rodolphus and Rabastan grinned.
"The curses we taught you?"

The younger wizard chuckled.
"Of course."

They whooped and turned to Bella, hands outstretched.
"Pay up, Bella."

Bella grumbled and handed over her purse full of galleons.
Severus scowled and Harry shook his head. Voldemort raised a brow at the still silent headmaster, who was obviously seething at his lost weapon.

"I believe it's time to go, pet." Tom drawled and Harry nodded.

"Yes. I need to change into something else. The fur is getting too hot."

With a nod of amusement they all popped away before he Order could even blink.
Harry inwardly laughed.
Life was good.

-end-

Man it kinda puttered out a the end...sorry about that! Lol!
I hope you like it!

-the Silent Observer-
Ps- just copy/paste the links I guess...I can't go back and erase them and I don't think they showed up...sorry guys!

Thursday, August 4, 2011

I was...happy?

It's definitely a new feeling but this morning when I got on the scale it read 114. I was happy at the gain...but also disappointed that it wasn't 115! I kinda took a startled step back in my thoughts and went 'Wait...what?'
Shortly after that I got worries that hubby would be disappointed that I hadn't gained...but he was like 'I don't expect you to be 120 over night, kitty. I would love it if you were, but this takes time.'
Talk about my mouth joining the floorboards (or carpet in this case...erm...which reminds me...I need to vacuum lol!)

In other news: Hubby wants me to try 'us' working on fixing everything first. I told him I still need to go to a group. Because as much as he'd like to help...there are just something's that aren't going away and I have no clue how to make it stop. You can't just flip a switch and 'POOF!' I'm fixed. I mean it'd be great if it were that easy (could you imagine all the people who'd have easier lives if it were? Less deaths...less sadness...less pain)...but we all know it isn't so simple.
I have to wait anyways. This week was the first Open Meeting but Larry isn't able to take me. And his family would call me stupid if we asked them for help in getting me there. So I have to wait until the 25th before I can try again (you have to go to 4 consecutive OM before going to any of the Closed Meetings).

So I've decided to bore you all with an old pic of me...but only if you guys ask for it lol! It's like...2007 old or...maybe 8...I don't remember lol! And you guys get choice of another story (although I think I already picked one exclusively for Dandelion...because she loves Sev as much as I do! Lol!)...There's my Sev/Harry(incest)...my Siri/Harry/Regulus(incest) -Hey I was on a kick...and those stories wouldn't be written in any other way (I triiiied!)...or another Draco/Harry- though it's one of my old ones...all my Drarry's are old lol!

Let me know! I'm sure I'll be spazzing later...or not...but I know for lunch I'll either be having my Veggie Tequito (rice/jalapeƱos/tomatoes/onions/hotsauce/toasted tortilla shell) or maybe a PB/Jelly Sammich *snerk* with fruiiiiit and maybe a few baby carrots lol! I'm surprised I haven't spazzed yet...let's hope it lasts all day right?
To all who are on MC please continue to be safe and good luck!
To everyone else, be safe!
I love you all! Thank you for the encouragement to get better! It means alot!

-the Silent Observer-

Ps- Erm...thank Dandelion for the idea of putting a pic out there...you did kind of do it first lol! Still...I won't do it if no one really cares to see lol!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Flaying Me Alive

Alright. So I'm trying to convince hubby that it's a good idea for me to go to the local support group. Granted I'm still terrified...because me + people = a nervous Ann, but I'm willing to go if it will help me in the long run. Otherwise all Larry is doing is putting a band aid on an open wound. It's just not going to do me any good. I want to believe I could handle this alone but we all know that it's just not possible. Anyways. Today I weighed 114. One more pound and I can exercise again! I'm excited about it! I miss working out!
For those of you who are supporting me via online, thank you! I really don't know how I could do this without you guys encouraging/supporting me from the start. I just hope none of you get tired of me or leave me just because I'm trying to get better. Hey it's a very real paranoia for me. Continued luck for all of you who are still on MC! And luck for anyone who wishes to get better...and love for those who don't...I love you all! Please be safe!
So without further ado...the Voldie/Harry that was requested lol!

Flaying Me Alive- Voldemort/slave!Harry-Warnings: um this one is pretty bloody. Slightly insane Harry. Slash. Rape(sorta)...character death...and Vampirism. Master/Slave. Enjoy!

FMA-

I felt it as he tore into my flesh. Sinking his fangs into me as if he were starving. I knew he wasn't. He claimed he loved me. Would protect me. Would never be angry. Yet here he was. Tearing into me as if he hadn't eaten in ages. Punishing me no doubt for something I had done. Which, of course, brought me to my current thoughts. What had I done? Did I not do the dishes?
No.
No. I had. I wouldn't be so careless with my Master's food ware. Was it because I wasn't quite finished with the laundry?
No.
It was something he enjoyed watching me do.
Oh! I forgot to clean the dungeons. Maybe there was still time to do that tonight, to make up for my negligence. I really deserved it then. Yes I did. Every hit or bite he gave me I needed. I was bad. Bad. Bad. Bad boy. I couldn't do anything right. That's why I have my Master. He knows what I need. How I should act.

I was brought out of my musings when he penetrated me without preparing me. I screamed in pain, feeling every thrust as if he were pulling my insides out.
I'm so sorry, Master. I'll do better next time, Master. I love you. Thank you for disciplining me,Master. I deserve it. I'm a disgrace to you Master. Rip me apart with your fangs. Use me. Destroy me. Whatever makes you happy.

And he did. Like reading my thoughts, he tore into my neck, lapping hungrily at the blood that gushed out. It hadn't been this bad in a while. He must really be livid. He didn't even notice that I was hard. That I was getting off on his punishment. He was just pushing his beautiful cock in me. In me. In me.
I think I could feel him in the back of my throat. Speaking of said part of my anatomy, it burned like hell. Penance.

"I'm sorry Master. I'll do better." I croaked out at last and he grunted in his release, oblivious to my cum as I gazed at his face suffused in bliss.

I don't know if he heard me. But then his crimson eyes locked with mine and I gulped reflexively. His stare was intense and I was forced to avert my eyes. Don't look Master in the eyes. Why did I break this rule?

"My poor little pet. Do you even know why you should be apologizing? Why you were punished?" he crooned, touching my cheek.

I shook my head, blood still pouring from my neck. I saw black spots in front of my eyes and blinked them away. No. I had to stay awake. He grinned viciously, gripped my hair and tugged my head to the side angrily, causing my wound to open more, allowing the blood to flow more freely. He leaned down, licking at it, prodding his tongue in like he was fucking my neck. I felt the thick muscle playing with the artery and tendons there. I wanted to scream. But I bit my lip viciously to remain silent, knowing my Master required it of me. I was to accept this. It, too, was punishment.
Finally he pulled away and bit my ear harshly.

"I saw Snape kissing you in the hall."

My eyes widened. I never wanted that! Never! That flea bitten mutt had cornered me! Told me he could be a better Master. Told me sweet nothings that only served to piss me off.

"Master! He said he could be better than you! I never wanted that but he forced himself on me! I was off dreaming about the fluffy things I'd seen in the garden and wasn't paying attention."

Eyes narrowed at me, he used our link to infiltrate my memories of the event. With a howl of rage he scratched at my chest with his nails, drawing more blood and inwardly I winced. It was going to be hard to clean out of the sheets.

"I will deal with him for this betrayal. First I must deal with you. I know I said I would never turn you. I didn't want you to feel such an insanity inducing pain. However, I find I don't much care. You didn't push him off of you. You did not obliterate him. You allowed him to touch what is MINE. Therefore, I will turn you, my pet. And you will not leave this room until I am back." he commanded, mouth near my wound once more.

I shuddered in fear. I swallowed. I would do anything. Anything so that my Master wouldn't be angry with me anymore.

"Will this please you, Master?" I whimpered. No more mad. No more. I couldn't take it.

Master smirked, pointed fangs glistening as his red eyes flare in desire. Fuck I wish he would take me again.

"Yes. And if you do as I say you will be rewarded."

I nodded, blinking back more spots. Chuckling, he allowed venom to form a film on his fangs, then bit my already torn throat. I screamed and I was dimly aware of his pulling out and away. Dressing himself. Leaving. But then all I could focus on was the pain. The pain. Oh it screeched through my veins, ate at my skin. I felt it creep into my eyes and I desperately wanted to claw at them. It was as if needles were being jammed into my body, tearing at my skin, poking my insides.
Oh mister black sheep
Have you any wool?
No sir. No sir.
You're a fool.

I cried and screamed. Why wouldn't it end? Please Master! I'm sorry! I won't do it again! If ever anyone touches me. Looks at me. They'll die!
I love you!
I love you!
Oh please!

Suddenly all went black. Blissfully black.

When I awoke I was alone still. Hungry. But I could see so much better. And I was starving. Yes I know I repeated myself. I needed to eat. But I hadn't gotten his permission. I gnawed on my lip. Then moaned when I tasted the blood that flooded my tongue when my sharp fangs pierced it. Hungrily I turned my attention to my arm and began to bite at it instead.
This was how my Master found me.

"Poor little pet. Are you hungry?"

I whimpered as the metallic scent of blood wafted from the door. He held up a goblet to me and I wriggled on the bed like a puppy.

"Mine."
"Yours."
"Forever."
"Until I am no longer necessary."

He smirked and handed the goblet over. I guzzled the blood down and shivered. This was divine. Master's blood, I could tell. I let my tongue snake out and lap at the insides of the cup. I looked up at my Master and noticed he was covered in blood not his own, and tilted my head.

"Severus is dead my pet."

I shrugged. I didn't much care.

"Next time you will kill anyone who touches you."

I nodded willing to do anything.
I beamed at his next words as he flung me to the bed to take me once more.

"Good pet."

-end-

For those who asked...yus this is one of my newer ones as well. You can tell my older crappy blah from the newer ones lol! But the Sev/Harry and this one are both fairly new x3

Alright I'm going to go make some homemade veggie Tequitos now...rice/tomatoes/jalapeƱos/hotsauce...nom! I love you guys! Be safe!

-the Silent Observer-

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Today was...

Difficult. I was regreting my PB crackers like whoa today. I was kind of freaking out because I had a big dinner (as per the agreement). And then as I was eating I figured I would add everything up and wouldn't you know I am only 585 cals. And then (even though I promised 600) I freaked out for a bit. (fat fat fat you fat fuck you shouldn't have eaten the crackers! 190 cals you didn't need all going to your fat self because you can't work it off!)....Then I remembered the end goal of this who recovery thing...and I was able to beat it down slightly. Still. It's there just beneath the surface.
Itching. Gnawing.
I wrote it all down in my 'diary' and then sat back to watch Soul Eater to take my mind off of it all. It's sorta working.

113-114 today though. What story do you guys want next? Voldie/Harry...another Draco/Harry...or my Nev/Harry? Thanks for all the encouragement guys. I needed it.
Love you all!

-the Silent Observer-

Monday, August 1, 2011

I'll Save You.

Day 2- I'm 112 today. I woke up with my heart beating rapidly...kinda made me nervous but I've stuck with my food plan. So far for breakfast I had Wheat Thins, and dried fruit. Lunch was Cereal/Silk and dried fruit. Tonight I'm having a turkey sammich(lol!)...dried fruit and veggies (a few more wheat thins to snack on so that I don't binge and feel anxious.)
But...so far...since I can't count the cals properly (hubby got rid of the boxes)...I'm winging it lol! So I'm kinda spazzing about it. But! I know I can do this.

On a separate note...I have the Sev/slave!Harry all ready for you! Enjoy!

I'll Save You-Sev/Harry-Warnings: Um...slash...character death (guess whoooo)...master/slave relationship...drug use...sex the usual lol! Enjoy!

ISY-

I took a drag of my cigarette as I sat by the window. At my feet was the man who had wanted to kill my Master. I released my smoke filled breath at the still form. I hated them all for what they had put my Master through.
My eyes trailed from the corpse at my feet to the slumbering body on the bed. We were at Spinner's End. My Master's home. He had rescued me almost a year ago from my cruel relatives. In return for seeing to my recovery, I had promised him to always protect him. He had merely scowled.
I smiled softly in remembrance.
And then one day...my Master slammed me against the wall, locked his lips on my own, and ravished me. All I could do in response was moan. Oh yes, my lovelies he really is that talented. We ended up admitting our feelings that night. He told me, if I allowed him to, that he would protect me, love me, take care of all my needs. I moaned like the whore I am and nodded. Then uttered the words that made him wild. He took me right there in that hallway. It was the first time, but not the last time, he would hear those words.

"Take me, Master."

Oh yes. Yes, I know what my place would be in our relationship. I didn't mind one bit. After all I was able to have food, a place to stay, a man to care for me, and hot hot sex.
Anyways.
He had had me hidden for a year now. Away from the Order, away from Voldie-head. And then one day (today in fact) my Master came home disoriented, a knife in his back and a Leech holding on. Said Leech's eyes bugged out when he spotted me. And I admit I may have...flipped out a bit. I growled my rage and with my temperamental magic, I crushed everyone in the Leech's body. Oh the blessed screams of agony! Even now I grow hard just remembering them. Oh! How he will reward me for keeping him safe. For destroying the menace.

I shivered and finished off my cancer stick, before flicking it out the window. I looked forward to it. And now the Menace was dead! Deader than dead. Wormy worm food. Fertilizer. No more would he annoy me with talk of how famous he wished he was. A moan from the bed drew my attention and I grinned excitedly. My Master slowly sat up. I felt like a wiggly puppy.

"H-Harry?" his velvet voice filtered through the room and my already hard cock jumped at the sound.

I moaned heatedly in response. His onyx eyes zeroed in on my form and I smirked before kicking the body at my feet, drawing his attention there. Malicious glee lit in his dark gaze and I shivered at the sight. Oh yes, I was going to get fucked hard tonight.

"You destroyed him?" was the question asked, pride pouring out of him.

I smiled, wondering briefly if I had sprouted a tail; I swear I could hear it thumping.
"I crushed his bones and let him die slowly as I tended to you, Master." I stated, feeling a wicked grin light up my face.

My Master's lips twitched in amusement and he motioned for me to come to him. Immediately I went to my Master, stopping by the side of the bed. Once I was there he grabbed my wrist and yanked me on top of him. I scrambled to a sitting position, straddling my Master's lap. He smirked and brushed a thumb over my lips. I moaned and darted out my tongue to lick at the pad of said digit. His eyes sparked.

"Minx."

I grinned, unrepentant and slowly ground down my hips. Master groaned and gripped my hip, leaning up for a heated kiss. I was in heaven. On cloud nine. After a few minutes he pulled away, his face lined with worry as he felt all over my body.

"He didn't hurt you did he?"

I smiled warmly, touched by my Master's concern. He had pulled me from the jaws of our enemy and still he worried more for me than himself. I kissed a trail up his jaw then back down to his neck.

"I incapacitated him before he could even react. I made him watch me as I healed you. He screamed and pleaded with me to help him. And I told him to shove it. That I enjoyed the control you have. He seemed disgusted with that for some reason."

My Master chuckled and reconnected our lips for another heated kiss. I felt my Master's lovely cock harden under the covers ( he was quite naked), and press against my butt cheek. I shivered with anticipation.

"Good job, my Minx. I think that deserves a reward."

I moaned, and nodded my head, tilting my neck to the side to give my Master access. At once he latched onto my throat and nibbled and licked, causing me to gasp and clutch at his shoulders.

"I want you to finger yourself and ride me, Harry. That will be your reward."

My eyes widdened. My Master had never relinquished his control like that. No matter how sick or in pain he was. I felt so honored. So loved. My eyes watered and I nodded as I kissed my Master frantically. I wanted him to know that what he'd told me to do, was the greatest gift I could have ever been given.
So with a final kiss to his cheek, I put three fingers in my mouth, swirling them around, my tongue lapping at my digits. I moved the covers away and then arched my back, pulling out my fingers with an obscene pop. I saw the sparkle of lust in my Master's eyes and smirked. Seductively, I trailed my fingers down my chest, circled my hips to my butt cheeks and then pushed a finger past that tight ring of muscles and into my hot heat. I moaned and began to finger myself. My Master's hands gripped my hips to steady me. In no time I was thrusting in a second then a third finger, twisting and stretching. I curled my fingers, hitting my prostate and I cried out, fucking myself on those fingers that I imagined were my Master's.

"Enough." he croaked and positioned his cock at my entrance. With a devilish grin I slammed down, relishing the pain even as I was completely filled.

My Master moaned and without waiting for me to adjust, slammed up. I cried out again as he hit my prostate dead on and then I moved, riding him as he'd commanded.

"O-oh Master! So...so good!"

I felt so full. So warm. Owned. Dominated.

"Yes, my little Minx. Your body is greedily taking me in." he groaned out, his fingers bruising my hips.

I moaned and nodded. Yes my arse was greedy for his cock. Only his cock. I picked up my pace, and we shared another heated kiss. Passionate, raw, wild. Greedy. I was so greedy. But I didn't regret a moment of choosing the Potions Master, my Master, over everyone else in my life. He had never lied to me. Only loved me. Can you blame me for wanting to keep him to myself?

I didn't think so.

I was so close now. So close. More! There! Harder! Fuck!
I cried out his name in my release, my hole gripping his prick tight, and distantly I mused that he hardly had to touch me to get me to cum anymore. Soon after my Master emptied his essence into me and I sighed at the feel of it filling me up tothe brim. I simply loved my Master's come. He was marking me as his.
We shared some tender kisses after that. Gentle and loving. I whimpered in disappointment as his cock (glorious!) slipped from my arse.
My Master chuckled and cuddled me close. My eyes started to drift shut.

"You can sleep, Harry. I'll protect you. Thank you."

My velvet voiced Master pet my sides and back as I started falling asleep. I was safe. Safe. Safe.
*Thank you, Master Severus* I whispered in my head.

Sleepily I grinned. I wonder how he would react when he found the rest of the Order, dead, in the basement.

-the end?-

If there are mess ups again I ask for forgiveness. Wow he's kinda nuts in this one huh? Lol! I was watching Return to Oz and The Labryinth while typing it up lol! Totally kept getting distracted (snerk)...alright...I love you all! Be safe! Not exercising is driving me nuuuuuuuts! Lol!

-the Silent Observer-