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endilwen_09 @ 2009-11-09T22:10:00

2009-11-09T22:11:11Z

POTTER-CENTRIC!!!

2008-10-07T21:07:05Z

OMG, I have been introduced to this archive! It is Harry Potter centric slashy goodness. So Cyn, you better check it out. Alaana, you too. EVERYONE GO THERE!!

FIC - Tale of Four Brothers

2008-05-24T17:49:06Z

Fandom- Harry Potter

Title: The Tale Of Four Brothers (1/?)
Rating: PG for this chapter, eventual R or NC-17.
Pairing: Sirius/OFC, eventual Sirius/Remus, James/Lily.
Animagus: Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs! Who else? ;)
Length (Chapter): 2767 words.
Warnings: Swearing, violence, eventual slash. MWPP era.
Disclaimer: JK Rowling's characters and world, I'm just messing with them now. Don't sue me, I have no money. I am not writing this for profit!
Author's Notes: Hello! Welcome to The Tale of Four Brothers, the first in a 3-part series. This part details the adventures of James, Sirius, Peter and Remus throughout their sixth and seventh years at Hogwarts. The next part will entail the Lily/James era, and the last will reveal the mysteries of Sirius/Remus Post-Azkaban. Please be aware that by clicking on ANY of the LJ-cuts in my journal that you are of legal age in your country for the rating that I have stated above. If you are under age and reading material that is rated for people older than yourself, then it is YOUR responsibility.

Enjoy! (and comment!)

Fifteen year old Remus Lupin breathed in the familiar smell of Kings Cross Station. Smoke was billowing from the exhausts of many waiting taxis, and his chest was almost uncomfortably tight with his most recent transformation. He dragged behind him a large, tatty-looking red trunk with a large H emblazoned on the lid. He looked a little out of sorts in too-long jeans with worn in knees and a long, bright green jumper that hung off his small frame. He got a few stares as he made his way into the station, and a man with a flat cap and a sack which looked as though it was full of parcels and letters almost tripped over a trolley from staring. He looked up at the arched ceiling and smiled, remembering the first time he had encountered it and been so fascinated, tugging on his father’s worn hand and pointing. He drew his gaze away and was surprised to notice that he had walked so far with his nose in the clouds that he had already reached platform 7. He smiled, seeing an obvious muggle mother and father with an obvious magical child looking confusedly between the 8, 9 and 10 signs.

“Excuse me,” Remus said, taking pity on them. They recoiled slightly and gave him an untrusting look; he realised it was probably the scars marking his face. He was so used to being with James, Peter and Sirius who never mentioned his appearance except to jibe at his hilarious attempt at muggle clothing, that he was a little uncomfortable at the stares of these strangers. “I’m sorry I... Are you looking for platform nine and three-quarters?”

“Dad! Daddy! The man knows where to find the platform!” The girl said, tugging on the man’s hand and accidentally knocking the owl cage that was on top of her large trunk. The owl hooted in offence. Remus smiled at the girl and motioned with his head. “If you want, I can show you how to get through?” The adults looked a little apprehensive but the girl almost launched herself forward. “I’m Cathy, who’re you?” she asked, pushing the heavy trunk after Remus. “My name is Remus,” he said with a smile, leading the little family to the barrier between platforms nine and ten.

“I’m not sure how else to explain it,” he said, looking around, “but you can’t be scared. You have to believe that the platform is on the other side, or it won’t work. Just trust in your magic and you’ll make it through. Watch.” They observed as an older boy ran at the barrier, his eyes closed, and suddenly he disappeared. The muggles gasped in horror, expecting the boy to smash right into the solid brick. The woman almost fainted when the wizard disappeared into thin air.

Standing back with his trunk, he smiled at Cathy who was watching in avid fascination, her father’s hand on her shoulder. He thought of James and Sirius and Peter, his eyes closed and a soft smile on his face as he ran at the barrier, feeling it give before him. When he opened his eyes again, he was on the platform. The Hogwarts Express was billowing out smoke, but he had at least thirty minutes before the train left. He was, of course, always early for the Hogwarts Express. Missing the train had always been a nightmare of his. He let out a small “oof!” of surprise when Cathy and her muggle parents barrelled into him.

“We did it! Daddy we did it! Look at the train!” The girl said excitedly, jumping about and pointing. The man looked at Remus and nodded to him. “Thanks,” he said, “We would never have done that without your help.” Remus smiled and nodded back, leaving the little family to share their excitement. He made his way to the train and stowed his trunk in the luggage hold, then climbed aboard and made his way to the end compartment. He was delighted to find that Peter was already there, reading a book. He looked up when Remus entered and smiled.

“Remus!” he greeted, standing up and shaking Remus’ hand, “Good to see you! How was your summer?” Peter sat down again and Remus sat opposite him, tilting his head to see what book he was reading.

“It was alright, how was yours?” he asked with a smile. He was more than a little disturbed to see that the title of the book Peter was holding was The War Against the Jews by Lucy Dawidowicz. He frowned and Peter put the book back into his bag.

“What’s with the book?” Remus asked, his brow furrowed.

“Oh... just for er... Muggle Studies. We’re studying World War Two this year, you know?”

“Oh. Right.” Remus allowed himself to relax back into his seat and forgot all about the book due to the arrival of James, Sirius in tow. “Remus!” Sirius bellowed, shoving James out of the way with a hefty shove and throwing himself upon the smaller boy. Remus laughed, embracing Sirius as enthusiastically as he was being embraced, and then started to cough.

“Oh Jeez, I forgot about...“ Sirius got off him and looked around them. “The full moon,” he whispered, settling himself next to Remus, “You alright, Moony?”

“Yeah, I’m fine now,” he grinned, greeting James with another hug. The boys settled into their compartment as the train lurched forward; the whistle signalling the last call for kisses and hugs from parents. Remus watched absently out of the window and noticed the muggles he had helped waving at the train, the woman crying and waving until he could not see her anymore. “Remus?”

“Hmm?” the hazel-eyed boy turned to James, who was looking at him in bemusement.

“Are you alright?” Sirius asked worriedly, “Are you in pain?” He started gently prodding Remus’ arm, then his ribs and his legs and eventually the game turned into a poking war, which turned into a laughing, excited tickle war.

“Alright! Alright! I give up!” James panted as Remus and Sirius attacked his ribs. He opened his eyes and noticed that a pretty, ginger-haired girl was looking through the window of the compartment at them, mixed emotions of amusement and that I wish you would grow up look that James hated. He shoved Remus and Sirius off him and they landed on the floor with protest, and he leapt up, deliberately tousling his hair with his hands and then turned around. Lily was already laughing when he opened the door.

“Alright Evans?” he said, leaning against the door jamb in what he hoped was a cool gesture. The train lurched as they slowed to round a corner and James lost his grip, falling on his face. He heard Lily’s echoing laughter all the way down the train for at least ten minutes. He stood up huffily to find Peter looking at him sympathetically, Remus looking anywhere but at him and trying to conceal his laughter, and Sirius had his hand stuffed in his mouth, eyes wide and full of unshed tears.

“Shut up!” James said angrily, giving Sirius a shove that dislodged the fist and made the laughter pour out. James sat down and crossed his arms, but Sirius’ moods were always infectious and soon they were making fun of James, James included.

They chatted inconsequentially until lunchtime, when the trolley passed and the middle-aged witch gave them a smile and offered them sweets. Sirius bought them all a cauldron cake each and they munched on sandwiches that James had brought. “Best get the last one down you, Moony,” James offered the last cheese and pickle sandwich, “You look half bloody starved!”

“Thanks, James,” He said, taking the offered sandwich and taking a bite. Mrs. Potter always did make the best sandwiches. They played a few rounds of exploding snap, resulting in Sirius sloshing pumpkin juice all over himself when the cards unexpectedly exploded. They spent half an hour chasing a chocolate frog all over the show, and James cursed Peter to all hell for letting it loose.

The sun was beginning to get low in the sky and the boys each pulled out their school robes, pulling them on quickly. They were excited to be back for their sixth year, and since passing his OWL exams with nothing below an E, Remus felt ready to begin his studies for NEWTs. He had sent off the parchment detailing his choice of classes for the next two years, and was hoping that when he got his timetable he would have been accepted to everything he wanted.

The train slowed to a stop and the four wizards gathered their things and made their way onto the platform. They waved to Hagrid, who was ushering the first years toward the boats on the lake, and began making their way to the carriages that would grant them passage to their home. Sirius chatted on happily to Remus and Peter about the Chudley Cannons, when Remus looked over his shoulder to check that James was still with them. “Where’s James?” Peter asked, and then they spotted him.
He was a fair distance away from them, his eyes narrowed as Severus Snape stood between him and Lily Evans, his wand pointed firmly in James’ chest. Sirius growled; a sound that meant a lot more to Remus than to Peter and took off in their direction. “Sirius! No! Wait!” the werewolf cried, watching in semi-horror as Sirius cast a bluish-green spell that had Severus dangling upside-down by one leg. Remus couldn’t hear what was being said, but he was sure it was threats of some sort as Lily smacked him in the face. The sound of skin on skin resonated around the station and a gathering of students were beginning to stop and watch them. Remus made his way back toward them and a soft spell had Severus crashing to the ground. Lily gasped and put a hand underneath his arm, helping him to his feet and then she stood almost nose-to-nose with James. Then Remus heard what was being said.

“Sirius,” he said, tugging on his best friend’s arm, “Sirius, come away.” The mark on his face where Lily had hit him was red and beginning to swell, and Sirius wrenched himself out of his friend’s grip and marched up the hill toward Peter, grabbing him and practically dragging him toward the carriages.

“How dare you, Potter!” Lily was shrieking, “I’m with Severus, alright? Just because you don’t like him doesn’t mean you can hex him! You’re just jealous because you want to go out with me and I’ve already rejected you! Now stay away!” she said, taking Severus’ arm and marching much like Sirius up the hill toward the carriages. Remus swallowed. James’ jaw was working and his face was flushed red. He gently touched James’ shoulder but it was shrugged off moodily, and Remus sighed as he trailed after the hurt, raven-haired boy.

Severus, Lily, Peter and Sirius were nowhere to be seen as they rode in the carriages up to the castle, James in stony silence with tears that he was valiantly trying to sniff away gathering in his eyes. Remus looked at him evenly, but he refused to look back. By the time they were in the Great Hall, sitting at the Gryffindor table together was an awkward, silent affair. Remus sighed at what a great first day they were having. They watched the Sorting with a moody indifference and the werewolf noticed that Peter was reading his book under the table. His stomach rumbled in appreciation when the food arrived, and everyone but James dug into the feast.
The food seemed to break the mood and Sirius was soon full up and laughing about his brother Regulus, who had accidentally set his mother’s favourite elm tree on fire over the summer and burned it to the ground. Though he and Regulus often argued about their parent’s pure-blooded beliefs, he was glad of the company during the long summer months.

The arrival of pudding pulled even James out of his stony silence and he dug into the chocolate mousse with gusto. He was smiling now as Sirius told them another story, but he paused with his spoon half way to his mouth when the red-headed Lily Evans sat down stiffly beside Remus.

“I... I just came over here to thank you,” she said to Remus, whose eyes were wide and confused. He chanced a glance at James; his eyes were starting to narrow and the mousse was dripping from his spoon and into his lap. Sirius growled softly into his ear and put a hand on his shoulder. Remus felt unexpected shivers all over his body, settling in his groin and frowned.

“For letting Severus down from that awful spell,” Lily reiterated, and the hand dropped from his shoulder, the feelings skittering away with it.

“That was you, Moony?” James asked, finally putting the spoon down. Remus nodded and James looked angrier.

“It was the right and noble thing to do,” Lily said with a little huff, “Remus is a prefect, one that has his head screwed on right, unlike you!” she directed at James. Sirius gave a bark of laughter that had no humour in it.

“You’re hanging around with that weirdo who is into dark magic and all sorts of rotten things when you could be hanging out with decent, honest people like—“

“Like you?” Lily asked with a snort, “Decent, honest people don’t dangle other people upside down because they don’t like them. He was unprovoked, he was protecting me!”

“Protecting you from what?” James asked, his voice soft now and his expression carefully blank. Lily seemed placated by his tone and his expression and swallowed hard. “From me?” James asked, “Because he thought I was going to hurt you? I only wanted to talk to you, Evans. There was no need to set the snake on me.”

Lily sighed. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me, Potter. I’m better at hexes than you are anyway,” she waved a hand dismissively at his incredulous look, and Sirius snorted. Probably learnt some of those hexes from Snape, he thought. “Look, I’m sorry for hitting you, Black, I don’t condone violence but you were dangling my boyfriend twenty feet in the air by his foot for no apparent reason.” Sirius scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“But you Potter. You really do have to get over yourself. Just because you’re James Potter doesn’t mean I’m going to dump my boyfriend, who I am perfectly happy with for your information, so that you can freely grab my tits whenever you feel like it.” James made a sort of choking sound in his throat as if he had ingested his spoon and the puddings disappeared. Remus rose from the bench uncomfortably.

“I’d better make sure the first years get up to the tower alright,” he said, and departed the scene with Sirius’ eyes boring into his back. The last thing he needed to be was stuck in a fight between those three. He noticed with a little jolt that Peter had gotten up from the table and followed him, a half-frightened look on his face. He hoped that James would remember to get up and lead the back of the gaggle of little wizards and witches.

After collecting the password from Professor Dumbledore, Remus led the excited, exhausted first years up to Gryffindor Tower, whispered the password to the Fat Lady and let the eleven year olds flood the common room. He noticed the girl he had seen earlier at the train station, and he was somewhat delighted that she had made it into Gryffindor.

Once they were all settled (and one particularly loud little boy had been shown the location of the toilet), Remus allowed himself to sit in his favourite spot on the squishiest sofa by the fire. He had just begun to doze peacefully when James and Sirius burst through the portrait; Peter had to let them in, since they didn’t have the password.

“Did you sort things out with Miss Evans?” Remus asked, not looking at them. James chuckled and sat down next to his old friend, ruffling his hair. “Yes, thanks to you!” he said, “Now come on, let’s get up to the dorm. I’m dying to light the fire in there. You know how cold it gets if we don’t light the fire before we go to sleep!” Remus followed his friends up the stairs, the realisation sinking in that he was finally back at Hogwarts.

endilwen_09 @ 2008-01-29T06:41:00

2008-01-29T06:44:04Z

I know LOT of my flist are into Harry Potter, and a LOT of my flist are writers/drawers/knitters/lovelies! SO dun dun dun! Go get freakin' old-school SORTED here:

We have plenty of challenges and shiznit and RPG and stuff going on and even someone like me who has about 2 hours spare a day LOVES it and ENJOYS it! So come join in the fuhhhn! -flails-

Cleanup!

2007-08-28T14:50:40Z

Okay, I have deleted some communities and a few friends from my list. If you are reading this and have been deleted but wanted to stay on my list, please leave a comment and I will re-add you.

Happiness is...

2007-03-13T16:00:28Z

.. looking at yourself in a shop window and thinking, "hey, I have worked hard to lose this weight and I look great", taking a deep breath in and being thankful for being alive after all the hell 2006 brought.

Friends Only

2005-04-26T12:41:57Z

Yeah.

Current friends : please ignore this post! :)

endilwen_09 @ 2005-04-25T23:14:00

2005-04-25T22:14:48Z

ENFJ- The Teacher
You scored 90% I to E, 31% N to S, 9% F to T, and 36% J to P!

Your type is known as the teacher, or the educating mentor. You also belong to the larger group, called idealists. You tend to bring out the best in other people. You lead without seeming to do so. People are naturally drawn to you. You expect the very best from people which takes the form of enthusiastic encouragement which is so charming that people try their best not to disappoint you. You share your personality type with 3% of the population.
You need to feel a deep and meaningful connection to your romantic partners, and go to great lengths to understand and please your mate. Harmony is vitally important to you, and you often put others' needs before your own. You have a pretty thin skin and are easily hurt. Although you strive for harmony, when your values or ethics are violated, you can be very emotional, confrontational, and even punishing. However, you are very insightful about the underlying cause of conflicts, and an excellent communicator, so you have the tools to bring about a quick and peaceful resolution as long as you can keep control of your facilities. You want to be appreciated for your thoughtfulness and compassion. You need your partner to make a real effort to get to know you. Above all, you need to be able to express your feelings and have them taken seriously.
Your group summary: idealists (NF)
Your type summary: ENFJ

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 94% on I to E

You scored higher than 31% on N to S

You scored higher than 2% on F to T

You scored higher than 28% on J to P

Link: The LONG Scientific Personality Test written by unpretentious2 on Ok Cupid

Harry Potter

2005-04-25T17:55:13Z

If you like sorting communities, check out sorting__hat :

Check out sorting__hat, people!

Yep.

X-Posted like a mofo, so apologies and cookies to whoever gets this a gazillion times.

HELP

2005-04-08T09:56:15Z

Okay, so, I need some help:

I'm creating a website for a uni project (it's a sport-related site), and we went out and shot some footage of the guys playing their sport and doing their thing, and now we want to put the video clips up on the website. Does anyone know anywhere that will host them for free so we can put links up and the guys can download what we shot? Most places I've gone to don't support AVI uploading with free accounts (my web host doesn't). We also have a couple of interviews with the guys that we converted into MP3 that we cant find a home for.

Anyone? Please help if you know somewhere!

>_

2005-04-07T21:43:24Z

UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why is it that when I think something is going along really nicely, it falls spectacularly to pieces in front of my eyes?

In the big scheme of things, it's nothing major, nothing life threating, just something EXTREMELY annoying.

I need a hug.

Gmail

2005-04-03T12:17:07Z

Okay people, I have FIFTY Gmail account invites. If anyone wants one, leave me a message and I'll send you an invite!

And the quizzes go...

2005-03-23T22:21:58Z

How to make a endilwen_09

Ingredients:

3 parts competetiveness

3 parts self-sufficiency

1 part instinct

Method:
Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of emotion

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

endilwen_09 may explode without warning

M
EXPLOSIVE

From Go-Quiz.com

E	Exciting
N	Nerdy
D	Delightful
I	Important
L	Lively
W	Weird
E	Energetic
N	Noisy

Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com

endilwen_09 Highway

Childbirth Hospital	8
Tower of Commitment	17
Bewilderment Avenue	32
Dumpsville	137
Bankruptcity	360
Please Drive Carefully

Where are you on the highway of life?

From Go-Quiz.com

I think I'm liking playing with LJ cuts too much.
*GIGGLE*

LMFAO

2005-03-21T21:58:38Z

R to NC-17, but HILARIOUS due to this website

Instant Slash Story!

The darkness was all around as Harry walked through the lake down towards his chicken coop, random thoughts of rimming crossing his mind.

He had been shocked earlier when Fisker Dribblebutt had told him she often dreamed about Dumbledore involved in boinking with a sphinx , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Draco .

One day he would discuss his feelings with Hagrid, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Draco masturbating himself with a pink vibrator.

The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the spoon he was carrying with him. Would Draco's bottom feel like that to his winky?

What would Draco think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating spaghetti off Draco's beautiful tongue?

Harry rubbed the spoon against his bottom whispering Draco's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his chicken coop but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Draco's name into the night.

Meanwhile, Draco had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. the lake was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the spaghetti he was carrying and leisurely scratched his bottom.

He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Harry calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his spaghetti and ran towards the sound of his snugglepuss's voice.

Draco stumbled through the darkness towards Harry. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his snugglepuss being attacked by a sphinx. Was he about to be raped by Snape dressed as Dumbledore? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his winky.

Harry, Harry, my snugglepuss, screamed Draco. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Harry leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the spoon and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare tongue pointing in the air.

Draco! Harry gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Hagrid said you were in your chicken coop engaged in some rimming with Fisker Dribblebutt.

No, I was alone in my chicken coop with nothing but my pink vibrator for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your tongue was, and how I would like to stroke my bottom against it, and have you kiss my winky, and now I see your tongue for myself I realise that not even Dumbledore has a tongue to compare with yours.

Oh, snugglepuss, Hagrid said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Fisker Dribblebutt.

What! That old sphinx, I'd rather get involved in boinking with Snape, a spoon and spaghetti than dream of rimming with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my winky curl.

Oh, Harry!

Oh, Draco, my snugglepuss!

Cue soft music, sounds of rimming and boinking, soft focus and fade.........

Hippy Hippy Shake!

2005-03-21T20:25:12Z

I am a Hippy

Which America Hating Minority Are You?

Take More Robert & Tim Quizzes
Watch Robert & Tim Cartoons

Headache!

2005-03-20T12:10:57Z

Gray came home yesterday. I went to work and we went for chinese after, and I really wished I hadn't by the time I got home. Everything hurt, I had a throbbing headache, all my limbs were aching, and I was just feeling like shit. I didn't sleep at all 2 nights ago, and last night I slept a lot better, although I woke up periodically to take a swig of water because my throat kept drying up and screaming at me. I fucking hate being sick... when I was at work I just had to keep blowing my nose (and its really, really unhygenic since I work with food).. If I still feel like this on Monday I'm gonna call in and cancel my shift. Oh, and to top it all off, my wisdom teeth have decided that now would be a good time to try and rip through my jaw.

Yes I'm whining. No, I don't care.

rivensky and myself have decided that boys suck. Just because they do.

I really need to write the next segment for mine and fawkesfeather's chain H/D fic, but I'm just so damn ill. I have got some ideas in mind though, and hopefully this afternoon my headache will die down a bit and I'll get to write.

Speaking of fic, this is an idea started by ryokoblue. The master lists of ships I support in the HD fic world... yeah I'm bored.

Het
Artist's Flame : Dean/Ginny
Bludger and Quaffle : Fred/Angelina
Dungbombs and S-P-E-W : George/Hermione
Fang and Flora : Bill/Fleur
Fire and Ice : Draco/Ginny
Good Ship R/H : Ron/Hermione
Keeping the Chase : Oliver/Katie
Leather and Libraries : Draco/Hermione
Miracles : Fred/Hermione
Muggle Studies : Dean/Hermione
Red Moon : Rob/Luna
The Government Stole my Toad : Neville/Luna
Turquoise : Seamus/Padma
Batteries and Baking : Arthur & Molly Weasley
Icicle : Lucius/Narcissa
Shackled Nymph : Kingsley/Tonks

Slash
Guns and Handcuffs : Harry/Draco
Wolfstar : Sirius/Remus
Antithesis : Hermione/Luna
Chasing Rainbows : Alicia/Katie
Dungeon and Domination : Lucius/Severus
Kicks and Giggles : Seamus/Dean
Master and Wolf : Severus/Remus
Siriusly Twisted : Sirius/Harry
Moonstruck : Remus/Harry

Threesomes and Moresomes
Puppy Chow : Sirius/Remus/Harry
Three's Company : Fred/Hermione/George
Three Muskateers : James/Sirius/Remus

I also support Lily/James... but I couldn't find the ship name. Cos I'm blind.

I'm surprised there's more Het than Slash! 9 Slash and 16 Het. Weird.
Mmm my tummy is talking. Guess it's time for food! YAY!

Sick...

2005-03-18T18:35:30Z

UGH I'm ill!

And I'm such a whinger when I'm ill, yes I know.

Work sucks.
I want Greggo!

At least Easter Holidays are here now... just when I get sick.
YUCK!

Just for my lovely Steph...

2005-03-12T22:52:57Z

~Basics~
Name: Rebecca (but everyone calls me Becky or Becks or some variation of Rebecca)
Age: 19
Sex: Female

DOB: December 9 1985
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Brown... with some blonde (natural), and red tints in the sunshine (also natural)
Height: 5'6"
School: I don't go to school, but I go to Suffolk College
Residence: Suffolk, UK
Parents: Mum and Dad
Siblings: An older brother, Peter (24)
Pets: 2 goldfishies
Crush: I have one on Greg. Shh don't tell!
First Kiss: Paul Weston

~Either/Or~
This/That: This
Brunette/Blonde: Brunette
White/Black: White
Kiss/Hug: Hugs... and kisses ;)
Summer/Winter: Summer. Long warm days.
Fall/Spring: Spring for its bouncyness after winter, and fall for its pretty colours.
AF/AE: I.. dunno what this means
Saturday/Sunday: Sunday, cos its my day off.
Candy/Pop: Candy
Ocean/Lake/Pool: Ocean
Britney/Christina: Ew *wrinkles nose*
Mandy/Jessica: Ew
BSB/NSYNC: Ew
Pop/Punk: Ew
Prep/Skater: Ew
Hippie/Goth: Ew
Nerd/Dork: Both
Purple/Pink: Purple. My room is purple. Pink scares me
Dark/Light: Both
Boxers/Briefs: Boxers
MTV/VH1: Bleck, neither.

~Favorites~
Color: Blue
Food: Italian... pasta, pizza, CARBS.
Drink: Apple Juice, Soya Chocolate milk
Type of Music: All kinds
Band/Singer: Beth Hart, Aerosmith... (for the extensive list, see my info!)
Song: Lots.. far too many to name
Album: Well, I'm listening to John Mayer's 'Room For Squares' at the moment
Website: lj, skyehawke, ff.net, restrictedsection.org
Actor: Lotsa
Actress: Lotsa
Relative: My mum (most of the time hehe)
Store: Erm... Primark, New Look
Movie: LOTR
Animal: Dolphins, Butterflies
Month & Why: August, hot and lazy and yum.
Season: Summer
Flower: Lilies, roses, sunflowers... I love flowers :)
Quote: "If the only way I can be with you is in my dreams, I wish I could sleep forever"
Finger: Weird question
Candy: Sherbert Lemons - and not just cos of Dumbledore either!
Gum: Mint
Toothpaste: Regular minty Colgate
Sex position: Wouldn't know - *blush*
Ex-boyfriend: Ew
Perfume: Stitch.. its so YUMMY
Cologne: Dunno... Greg always smells yummy *blush*
Shampoo: Herbal Esscences
Time of Day: That time.. when I'm asleepin ;)
Teacher: Adrian at college... probs Mr. Etchingham at school
Insect: Ladybirds
Clothing Item You Own: My comfy jeans. I live in jeans i swear

~Least Favorite~
Color: Brown
Food: Anything meat. I'm a vegetarian
Drink: JD and coke *GROSS*
Type of Music: The kind where its a super heavy beat and someone screaming.
Band/Singer: Meh
Song: Stupid ones
Website: I don't visit websites that I don't like
Actor: O GOD what's his name... err.. the guy who plays Daniel in Bridget Jones' Diary. Gets on my NERVES
Actress: Dunno
Relative: My aunt.
Store: Er..
Movie: Open Water was shit... so anti-climactic
Animal: Bumble bees scare me... and dogs to too
Month & Why: January. Cold. Dark days. Christmas is over.
Season: Winter
Flower: None
Quote: Err
Finger: Thumb... does that count as a finger?
Candy: Anything with peanut butter... yuck
Gum: Fruit ones
Toothpaste: MEH
Sex position: VIRGIN, ALRIGHT!
Ex-boyfriend: Tony
Perfume: Anything that smells like lavender
Cologne: Dunno
Shampoo: MEH
Time of Day: When I... wake up
Teacher: Miss Edwards in school... BOB AT COLLEGE << *GRR*
Insect: Yucky ones
Clothing Item You Own: Err

~People You Know~
Best Friend: Gray, Rob, Saff, Jay
Hate the Most: Tony, Hannah
Most Attractive: Greggo, Rob
Most Unattractive: I dunno
Funnest: Saff
Funniest: Gray
Meanest: Rob, but hes a sweetheart and I love him muchly
Nicest: Jay, Alan
Loudest: Me
Quietest: Greggo
Two-faced: Hannah
Sweetest: Jay
Biggest Flirt: Gray
Least Flirtatious: Greggo, he's so shy!
Best Kisser: I've only kissed Gray and he was pretty good from what I recall. So I'll go with him
Gives Best Advice: Jay, Alan
Most Exciting: Hehe, Steph has exciting stuff to tell :)
Most Boring: :\
Stupidest: Lotsa
Smartest: Gray, Greggo
Most Creative: Me
Always Argues: Rob and Saff are always at each others throats like cat and dog
Most Calm: Greggo
Always Angry: Matt
Always Happy: Jay
Most Normal: HA! haahahaha
Most WEIRD: GRAY
Best Hair: Hmm... Gray's when it was long. But he cut it.
Best Eyes: Greggo's
Best Eyebrows: Er
Best Smile: GREGGO his smile makes my knees wobbly
Best Laugh: Rob
Best Clothes: Meh
Best Body: Greggo, Gray *Blush*
Best Ass: *Blush* *whisper* Greggo
Best Nose: Saff hehe
Best Hands: Rob has tiny hands
Best Fingernails: Meh
Best Handwriting: Erm...
Best Skin: Erm..

~Other~
What is the nicest thing someone has done for you: Lotsa stuff, I have gorgeous friends
List all of your previous boyfriends: Paul, Chris, Gray, The other Chris, Nick, Tony
List all of the ones you kissed: Paul, Gray, Tony
List the ones you did MORE than kiss: None
Ever met someone one night, and did "stuff" with them that same night: No
What do you want really bad right now: Sleeeeeep
What do you wish you could change about yourself: My lazy tendencies
Anything you regret doing in the past 2 weeks: No
Anything you are glad happened in the past 2 weeks: Tonight. Me and Gray finally having a proper chat for the first time in weeks
Who are your enemies: I don't have enemies. It's undeserved energy I could be spending on something else
Of who you are sending this to, which person do you wish you were and why: Err
Ever attempted suicide: No
Ever being predjudice against someone for color, size, clothes, family, personality, etc?: NO, never
Are you still?: No

Stephanie (noshoes_nolove)

2005-03-10T10:27:09Z

Steph!
I can't send you emails! I betaed your work the day I got it, and I've been trying to send that to you (along with other numerous emails) ever since.. but the server keeps sending them back to me. I don't know why... I don't want you to think I gave up or just haven't bothered cos I have. I went to noshoes_nolove to comment there and couldn't, I don't know your personal journal... I really hope you read this cos I have no other means of contacting you! :(

Get back to me if you can,
- endilwen

endilwen_09 @ 2005-03-05T16:07:00

2005-03-05T16:09:47Z

You Are 18 Years Old

18

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

That's pretty accurate actually, since I'm 19.
Creepy.

Blessed with Grace

2005-03-05T13:45:38Z

Yay my back is feeling mucho better now... just gotta finish the course of meds the doc gave me and I'm sure I'll be fine next week :) I'm standing up for myself now though - going to quit the hotel. I can't be doing with the risk of doing that again... I'm a total fucking wuss when it comes to pain. TOTAL. WUSS. And if I do it again I run the risk of fucking up my back permenently. NO.

So I'll go to college and work at the store (got my first paycheque yesterday, - £217 for 2 weeks work and 1 sick pay week can't be bad... it takes me 2 and a half months to earn that at the hotel, and I earned it in three weeks at the store).

I wanna see Beth Hart in concert again!

Hehe, I've been writing on a chainstory H/D fic dealy... felt AWESOME to be writing stuff again. *GLOMPS writing*

Bored!

2005-03-01T11:28:31Z

Here's a few quizzes (The English one was nicked from ryokoblue Spankya! :)

Very Literate
You scored 100% Beginner, 93% Intermediate, 75% Advanced, and 77% Expert!

You have a very good understanding of beginner, intermediate, and expert level commonly confused English words, getting at least 75% of each of these three level's questions correct. You didn't get as many of the advanced level questions correct, but don't fret. This is a great score. Remember, these are commonly confused English words, which means most people don't use them properly. You got a very respectable score.
Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!

The Commonly Confused Words Test

My #1 result for the SelectSmart.com selector, Harry Potter personality test, is Harry Potter

Like Oliver Wood, here, you're a Keeper! You can
block those darn quaffles from getting through
those hoops without batting an eyelash, and
you'll look spectacular making all those saves!

Which Quidditch position should you play? (Harry Potter)
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Yep, so I put my back out...

2005-02-28T09:16:19Z

I was at work, making one of the beds. We have to pull them out to get behind them to tuck the sheets into the top of the bed, and i tugged the bed, and my back gave way. Got rushed to the hospital. The doctor says I've twisted a muscle and might have torn some ligaments. It HURTS like unholy hell... got lots of meds that make me terribly sleepy and a week off work and college. All I can do is rest it and not do anything to set it off... so I'm catching up on college work and catching up with my friends and my reading and my LJ and watching lots of TV... work on Monday 7th March. I took my doctors note into the supermarket I work at (I've only been there 3 weeks) and my supervisor was SUCH a bitch about me having a week off. Like, well, sorry! Its not like I said on Saturday morning, "I know, I'll give myself a weeks worth of pain and something that will probably affect my back permanently just so I can get out of work!!"

*Rolls eyes*

It's the most fun going to the toilet and getting in and out of the shower. Doing this has realised just how I take the simple things for granted.

Anyway, enough about me! Outside is covered in snow again... I think perhaps the schools are closed. I slept for 11 hours last night. I'm doing lotsa schoolwork. Oh, and Margaret lovely? You know how stupid reviews annoy you? Check out this one:

How could you?!?!?!?Harry's dead?WHY!It's the perfect story.I love it.But,did you have to kill him?!?He never dervered to die.I think it make a good story if you killed Draco next time.

*Jaw hangs open*

Yayness!

2005-02-21T21:12:10Z

So I started at my local supermarket about a week ago... I'm really getting into the swing of things now, actually enjoying earning some more money. It's easy work... and pays more than the hotel (tho I'm staying there for now cos I need money weekly to pay for college expenses every week, and they pay weekly and the supermarket pays monthly). I feel kinda bad that I've been so wrapped up in everything recently... it's been very busy. Between 2 jobs I have tons of college work to be getting on with (sound recording is particularly interesting, and using one's own iniative to look up stuff and read around it is looked highly upon ;)), and plenty of assignments to plan/get on with. I haven't have much time to talk to Gray recently and it's starting to get to me... cos it seems whenever I'm on he's busy (or not on) and whenever he's on I'm not (or busy). It's been a long time since we only spoke this much every day, and I miss it. Though I suppose it means that when he gets back at Easter it'll be twice as nice cos we'll have lots of catching up and re-bonding to do ;)

My parents have gone to Cyprus for a week this week, so my aunt, uncle and cousin are all staying alternate nights (mainly as a support for my brother, who is autistic - and I appreciate the help). I've spoken to my parents and they sound gloriously happy, and I'm glad. I've never heard my mum sound so happy, and it makes me feel *squee!* for her :)

So I haven't had much time to be writing fic, but I have been reading... where's the logic in that? *shrug*

*GLOMPS Margaret and runs away*

endilwen_09 @ 2005-02-14T12:11:00

2005-02-14T12:11:54Z

LJ Friends Meme by coolerq

• You must tell 84 people about this game.
• Gray is the one that you love.
• Alan is one you like but can't work out.
• You care most about Heather.
• Margaret is the one who knows you very well.
• Burns is your lucky star.
• Everything is the song that matches with Gray.
• Leave the Light On is the song for Alan.
• Spineless is the song that tells you most about YOUR mind.
• and Breathe is the song telling you how you feel about life
Take this quiz

Happy Valentines Day! :)
It's my first shift in like, half an hour. So yeah. I'm crapping my pants.