Michael Corner

Ask me anything   Half-Blood Ravenclaw 6th year. Nerd for quidditch statistics.
I'm kind of a douche... but I'm easy to be friends with.


DISCLAIMER: All rights to this character are J.K. Rowlings. Not mine.

Zacharias Smith: theravenclawcorner: Mike allowed himself to be led to the bathroom,... →

theravenclawcorner:

Mike allowed himself to be led to the bathroom, knowing full well it was no use arguing with Zach because, since they were practically brothers, there was no way he’d let this slide. Choosing not to foul up another sink, he spat into the one he’d been using earlier,…

"Here?" Mike said softly, flicking his eyes to his lip and looking back at Zach. His voice slipped into a low growl, one he’d adapted when he was trying to seem unhurt, one he’d adapted to prove to people just how impossibly crazy he was. "Well Zach, you’ve known me for a while. What do I do when nothing’s going right? When I seem to have ruined everything once again, and don’t think I can fix it? I self destruct." He smiled sadly, and moved his head away so Zach would stop dabbing at him. "This is self destruction." He took another drag of the cigarette and flicked it to the floor, and all of a sudden, his eyes trained on the floor, he let out a racking sob. "I think I blew it Zach." He said, looking up, the image of a wrecked man, tears streaming from his once defiant and tricky eyes.

(via theold-zacharias)

— 1 year ago with 7 notes
Zacharias Smith: theravenclawcorner: Mike was shocked to see Zach. The possibility of... →

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theravenclawcorner:

Mike was shocked to see Zach. The possibility of being found by someone he knew hadn’t crossed his mind, and now he wished he’d fixed up his mouth after all. The look in Zach’s eyes though, even though it was brutal, half made Mike’s heart jump, because he recognized…

Mike allowed himself to be led to the bathroom, knowing full well it was no use arguing with Zach because, since they were practically brothers, there was no way he’d let this slide. Choosing not to foul up another sink, he spat into the one he’d been using earlier, freshening the mess. He turned back to Zach and grinned toothily and redly. He knew it was disgusting, but he could do that with his best friend. Hoisting himself onto a sink, he whipped out a cigarette, lit it with a simple spell and puffing, began to talk.

"I’m in love dude… I really am. Parvati is without a doubt the best thing that’s ever happened to me. But…" He paused, his eyes already stinging, "but sometimes when you love someone, you do stupid shit because of that right?" His eyes were now watering slightly, and his voice shook as he looked up at Zach, whose face was now filled with worry. "You can’t excuse it, but love can scare people… make them fuck up, right?"

(via theold-zacharias)

— 1 year ago with 7 notes
Harry. Just Harry.: draco—lucius: Harry. Just Harry.: Draco and Harry: We meet... →

gryffindorparagon:

draco—lucius:

gryffindorparagon:

theravenclawcorner:

gryffindorparagon:

draco—lucius:

Harry. Just Harry.: Draco and Harry: We meet again

gryffindorparagon:

draco—lucius:

Draco ran a hand through his white blond hair, muttering under his breath about the long and detailed letter he’d write his father about that wretched woman McGonagall. She’d…

“Because, Potter, it’s a habit much too hard to kick.” That wasn’t the true reason, and Malfoy knew it deep down, even though he hated himself for it. No, the true reason was that he couldn’t resist getting a rise out of Harry because, well… because he was irresistibly cute when flustered. He couldn’t avoid the butterflies in his stomach when he saw Harry’s cheeks get all red and saw him shy and embarrassed. And the way he felt about it made him sick. “It’d be pointless to stop now. How else would I spend my days?” And that much was true. Tormenting Harry had become a huge part of his life… maybe that was why he relied on seeing him. 

Harry did flush, he couldn’t seem to ever throw Malfoy off his balance. That’s so unfair and embarrassing!  He pursed his lips, thinking of something to throw back. Unable to think of something, he dropped his back and descended on Malfoy. This seemed to be the way all of their altercations went. He stared up into Malfoy’s eyes for a moment (damn his height) while he was supposed to be shoving him. ” Maybe you could spend them, not being an arsehole, maybe?” He glared.  To be honest what would life be like if malfoy didn’t bother him everyday… He did kind of need the stress release on a daily basis…But at least he didn’t start them!

Malfoy glared down into the brilliant green eyes looking up at him, fighting back the overpowering urge to just kiss those tight-locked, frowning lips. He scowled. “You see,” he said in the best, most bored and awful drawl he could pull off, “maybe I could stop… but that wouldn’t be any fun. You’re so arrogant Potter, someone has to put you in your place and if I don’t, who will?” He gave a slight shove to the boy’s shoulder, and pointed down the hall. “I think you were headed somewhere?”

“Quit touching me, Malfoy!…. …flattering you care so much to ‘put me in my place’. I’ve got things called loved ones you know. You don’t fall into that category so fuck off!” Harry snarled, glaring as hard as he could. He meanly shook off his cloak of Malfoy’s touch and started in the opposite direction.

Draco stepped back and his mouth opened slightly. He hadn’t expected Harry to actually walk away. He hadn’t even wanted that… well he had, but now that it was happening, he found himself biting his lip and hesitating before walking after the boy briskly and stopping in his path. “Wh-what makes you think I care about you?” He said, realizing the stutter and covering it up with a sneer. “You’re the one getting all heated with me!”

— 1 year ago with 15 notes
Zacharias Smith: Far Too Long [Mike&Zach] →

theravenclawcorner:

Mike wiped at the blood at the corner of his mouth with a shirt sleeve and smiled at himself in the mirror, mouth still slightly red and one tooth obviously cracked. He knew he could easily fix it with magic, but at that moment he didn’t much care. If his life was a…

Mike was shocked to see Zach. The possibility of being found by someone he knew hadn’t crossed his mind, and now he wished he’d fixed up his mouth after all. The look in Zach’s eyes though, even though it was brutal, half made Mike’s heart jump, because he recognized that no matter how badly he ruined everything else, he’d always have his best friend. Regardless, he didn’t want the kid getting in any trouble on his behalf. He shook off Zach’s hand and faked a smile.

"Don’t worry about it, it’s no big deal." He said, wiping at his mouth again. At the feeling of his own hand he winced in pain, suddenly worried something may have been broken. "Just some Slytherin asking for trouble." He hoped the slight fib wouldn’t be obvious. Even through his own pain, Mike could recognize the stress evident in Zach’s face, and the last thing he wanted was to make it worse.

(via theold-zacharias)

— 1 year ago with 7 notes
#omg  #imissedu 
OKAY SOMEONE PLEASE

Mike wiped at the blood at the corner of his mouth with a shirt sleeve and smiled at himself in the mirror, mouth still slightly red and one tooth obviously cracked. He knew he could easily fix it with magic, but at that moment he didn’t much care. If his life was a mess, why should he look put together. He fixed his hair slightly, spit more blood into the sink, and leaving it (quite literally) a bloody mess, walked out of the bathroom.

He’d wanted to be hit. He’d provoked the Slytherin, some huge seventh year with an ugly face and a mean eye. He’d known nothing good would have come of it. But he wanted to hurt. He figured maybe the pain would sort out all the turmoil in his head. But now, on top of the turmoil, there was an increasing throbbing in his jaw, and the taste of his blood was strong in his throat. He met the eyes of a younger Ravenclaw girl, and though she looked away instantly, he caught the shock and worry in her glance, and got a slightly sick feeling in his stomach. He reached into his pocket for a cigarette as he turned the corner.

— 1 year ago with 7 notes
ernie-theprefect:


theravenclawcorner:


ernie-theprefect:


theravenclawcorner:


ernie-theprefect:


Mike always had interesting underwear…


I hate you. I seriously hate you.


Tell me how you really feel, Mikey.


Fuck you Ernie. 


Now or later?


Clever. Really clever. Later I’m busy.

ernie-theprefect:

theravenclawcorner:

ernie-theprefect:

theravenclawcorner:

ernie-theprefect:

Mike always had interesting underwear…

I hate you. I seriously hate you.

Tell me how you really feel, Mikey.

Fuck you Ernie. 

Now or later?

Clever. Really clever. Later I’m busy.

— 1 year ago with 5 notes
ernie-theprefect:

theravenclawcorner:

ernie-theprefect:

Mike always had interesting underwear…

I hate you. I seriously hate you.

Tell me how you really feel, Mikey.

Fuck you Ernie. 

ernie-theprefect:

theravenclawcorner:

ernie-theprefect:

Mike always had interesting underwear…

I hate you. I seriously hate you.

Tell me how you really feel, Mikey.

Fuck you Ernie. 

— 1 year ago with 5 notes
ernie-theprefect:

Mike always had interesting underwear…

I hate you. I seriously hate you.

ernie-theprefect:

Mike always had interesting underwear…

I hate you. I seriously hate you.

— 1 year ago with 5 notes
Harry. Just Harry.: draco—lucius: Harry. Just Harry.: Draco and Harry: We meet... →

gryffindorparagon:

draco—lucius:

Harry. Just Harry.: Draco and Harry: We meet again

gryffindorparagon:

draco—lucius:

Draco ran a hand through his white blond hair, muttering under his breath about the long and detailed letter he’d write his father about that wretched woman McGonagall. She’d…

"Because, Potter, it’s a habit much too hard to kick." That wasn’t the true reason, and Malfoy knew it deep down, even though he hated himself for it. No, the true reason was that he couldn’t resist getting a rise out of Harry because, well… because he was irresistibly cute when flustered. He couldn’t avoid the butterflies in his stomach when he saw Harry’s cheeks get all red and saw him shy and embarrassed. And the way he felt about it made him sick. "It’d be pointless to stop now. How else would I spend my days?" And that much was true. Tormenting Harry had become a huge part of his life… maybe that was why he relied on seeing him. 

— 1 year ago with 15 notes
ernie-theprefect:

theravenclawcorner:

Hm, let’s bring this back shall we?

Let’s not

I think we should.

ernie-theprefect:

theravenclawcorner:

Hm, let’s bring this back shall we?

Let’s not

I think we should.

(Source: mctrustyyy)

— 1 year ago with 93 notes
Hm, let’s bring this back shall we?

Hm, let’s bring this back shall we?

(Source: mctrustyyy, via ernie-theprefect)

— 1 year ago with 93 notes
(OOC): Sorry if my responses are poor right now!

I’m slightly confused still, from being whacked in the head and all and still in pain, so I’m not exactly on top of my game, but I’m trying the best I can to keep things rolling!

— 1 year ago