I was quiet angry with mom for making me transfer to Hogwarts after three years of getting homeschooled at accueil in America. Well, I wasn't as angry at her for making me attend Hogwarts. After all, it was the best wizarding school in the world. I would've had no problem with the school ou my mom had Hogwarts been located in Britan. I had to leave all my Friends and déplacer across the Atlantic just to go to school.
But my mom had already made up her mind. She was always stubborn, but now that Surius Black still hasn't been caught, she seemed plus determined to send me to Hogwarts. My mom was convinced that You-Know-Who was going to return. It's going to be safer there then it will be here when he returns. With Dumbledore. Besides, it's a great school. She herself had attended Hogwarts, and was two years ahead of the Potters.
Now, here I was sitting on the Hogwarts Express, waving to my mom as the train rolled out of King's traverser, croix Station. As I sat there alone, wondering how to pass my time, the door creaked open and a boy's face came into view. "We can sit here." He a dit to someone behind him. The boy had ginger hair and freckles sprinkled all over his face.
He walked in, along with another dark haired boy wearing glasses and a girl with brown bushy hair. I thought I might've seen the dark haired boy somewhere in Diagon Alley, he looked familar...
It was only after they sat down did the other two notice I was there. The girl with the bushy hair glared at the ginger haired boy. "Ron! There's someone sitting here!" Then she turned to me. "I'm so sorry we're budging in like this. I swear Ron hasn't got any manners. Do toi mind if we stay?"
I smiled. She seemed really nice. "Sure. I'm all alone anyways. It's nice to have company."
"Thanks. I'm Hermione par the way. Hermione Granger." She stuck out her hand.
I shook it "Pleased to meet you. Lorena Adams."
The boy with the ginger hair, I think his name was Ron glared at her. "What about me and Harry? Are we invisible ou something?"
I laughed. "Ron right?"
He stared at me with a puzzled look on his face. "How do toi know who I am?" He asked.
"You can in first." I replied. "And I assumed Hermione was talking to you."
Ron huffed. I heard him mumble "Whatever."
Hermione kicked him and then pointed to the dark haired boy. "That's Harry."
"Harry Potter!" I exclaimed in surprise. So that's where I had seen him before! In every single récent history and dark arts textbook. "Um uh nice to meet you."
Harry smiled at me. "That's me. What an are toi in?" He seemed eager to direct the conversation away from himself.
I sighed. Great. Here comes the 'Why weren't toi here before?' related questions. Oh well. The price of making new friends.
"Um 4th year." I answered.
"Why haven't we met toi before?" Hermione frowned. "What house are toi in?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. I used to be homeschooled."
Ron suddenly jumped up. "I DIDN'T NOTICE toi DON'T SPEAK LIKE THE REST OF US. YOU'RE LIKE ONE OF THOSE AMERICAN WITCHES WHO OFFERED ME COFFEE AT THE WORLD CUP!"
Hermione, Harry, and I all covered our ears. Ouch. Ron was ... loud.
Harry punched Ron, who blushed. "Calm down mate. Anyways... that explains it. Well what house do toi want to be in?"
"Anything but Slytherin. Preferably Gryffindor." I answered. "You guys are all in Gryffindor right? Since he's Harry Potter and toi guys are like best friends."
Hermione opened her mouth, but before she could speak a blonde boy, accompied par two other boys that looked plus like gorillas than boys walked in.
"Well well Potter. Did I hear someone dissing the best house in Hogwarts?" The blonde boy stared at Harry with cold eyes. He seemed so evil, yet still childish.
"Do toi have any candy?" I whispered to Hermione.
She handed me a box of gelée beans. "What's it for?" She asked.
"Just wait." I stood up and handed the gelée beans to the blonde. "There toi go." I told him. "Run along now."
He glared at me. "Who are you?"
"Someone not jouer la comédie like a todler. Now bye byes." With that, I shut the door of the train compartment in his clearly astonished face.
Ron and Harry burst out laughing. Even Hermione chuckled. "Nice...Nice one Lorena!" Ron high fived me. "You are now officially like our best friend now matter what house toi end up in, even if it's, like, Slytherin. Like toi Americans would say."
I laughed along with them. I had made a few Friends even before we reached the school, and one of them was Harry Potter.
But my mom had already made up her mind. She was always stubborn, but now that Surius Black still hasn't been caught, she seemed plus determined to send me to Hogwarts. My mom was convinced that You-Know-Who was going to return. It's going to be safer there then it will be here when he returns. With Dumbledore. Besides, it's a great school. She herself had attended Hogwarts, and was two years ahead of the Potters.
Now, here I was sitting on the Hogwarts Express, waving to my mom as the train rolled out of King's traverser, croix Station. As I sat there alone, wondering how to pass my time, the door creaked open and a boy's face came into view. "We can sit here." He a dit to someone behind him. The boy had ginger hair and freckles sprinkled all over his face.
He walked in, along with another dark haired boy wearing glasses and a girl with brown bushy hair. I thought I might've seen the dark haired boy somewhere in Diagon Alley, he looked familar...
It was only after they sat down did the other two notice I was there. The girl with the bushy hair glared at the ginger haired boy. "Ron! There's someone sitting here!" Then she turned to me. "I'm so sorry we're budging in like this. I swear Ron hasn't got any manners. Do toi mind if we stay?"
I smiled. She seemed really nice. "Sure. I'm all alone anyways. It's nice to have company."
"Thanks. I'm Hermione par the way. Hermione Granger." She stuck out her hand.
I shook it "Pleased to meet you. Lorena Adams."
The boy with the ginger hair, I think his name was Ron glared at her. "What about me and Harry? Are we invisible ou something?"
I laughed. "Ron right?"
He stared at me with a puzzled look on his face. "How do toi know who I am?" He asked.
"You can in first." I replied. "And I assumed Hermione was talking to you."
Ron huffed. I heard him mumble "Whatever."
Hermione kicked him and then pointed to the dark haired boy. "That's Harry."
"Harry Potter!" I exclaimed in surprise. So that's where I had seen him before! In every single récent history and dark arts textbook. "Um uh nice to meet you."
Harry smiled at me. "That's me. What an are toi in?" He seemed eager to direct the conversation away from himself.
I sighed. Great. Here comes the 'Why weren't toi here before?' related questions. Oh well. The price of making new friends.
"Um 4th year." I answered.
"Why haven't we met toi before?" Hermione frowned. "What house are toi in?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. I used to be homeschooled."
Ron suddenly jumped up. "I DIDN'T NOTICE toi DON'T SPEAK LIKE THE REST OF US. YOU'RE LIKE ONE OF THOSE AMERICAN WITCHES WHO OFFERED ME COFFEE AT THE WORLD CUP!"
Hermione, Harry, and I all covered our ears. Ouch. Ron was ... loud.
Harry punched Ron, who blushed. "Calm down mate. Anyways... that explains it. Well what house do toi want to be in?"
"Anything but Slytherin. Preferably Gryffindor." I answered. "You guys are all in Gryffindor right? Since he's Harry Potter and toi guys are like best friends."
Hermione opened her mouth, but before she could speak a blonde boy, accompied par two other boys that looked plus like gorillas than boys walked in.
"Well well Potter. Did I hear someone dissing the best house in Hogwarts?" The blonde boy stared at Harry with cold eyes. He seemed so evil, yet still childish.
"Do toi have any candy?" I whispered to Hermione.
She handed me a box of gelée beans. "What's it for?" She asked.
"Just wait." I stood up and handed the gelée beans to the blonde. "There toi go." I told him. "Run along now."
He glared at me. "Who are you?"
"Someone not jouer la comédie like a todler. Now bye byes." With that, I shut the door of the train compartment in his clearly astonished face.
Ron and Harry burst out laughing. Even Hermione chuckled. "Nice...Nice one Lorena!" Ron high fived me. "You are now officially like our best friend now matter what house toi end up in, even if it's, like, Slytherin. Like toi Americans would say."
I laughed along with them. I had made a few Friends even before we reached the school, and one of them was Harry Potter.
this is a song that I wrote, and it describes how Snape felt when he found Lily, dead, in her home. Btw, the parts in brackets are the chorus,and I will only type the chorus one time. ENJOY:
I found toi lying on the floor,
dead
Had to hold my cœur, coeur higher than my
head
[c]I took toi in my arms and said
[h]Always, always
[o]I'll always l’amour you
[r]Always, always
[u]After all this time
[s]Still wish toi were mine
The rat did what his master said
Very suivant day, I found toi dead
(chorus)
He only wanted the boy,
toi stood in his way
He played with toi like a toy
And toi died that day
(chorus)
'whisper' always
I found toi lying on the floor,
dead
Had to hold my cœur, coeur higher than my
head
[c]I took toi in my arms and said
[h]Always, always
[o]I'll always l’amour you
[r]Always, always
[u]After all this time
[s]Still wish toi were mine
The rat did what his master said
Very suivant day, I found toi dead
(chorus)
He only wanted the boy,
toi stood in his way
He played with toi like a toy
And toi died that day
(chorus)
'whisper' always
Okay I am a Harry and Hermione shipper. I like them together. I still l’amour the auteur and i still like Ginny. I never really cared for Ron because of the way he treated Harry. Anyways... I concluded she could put anyone (minus Cho) with Harry and he is a good match with them. Harry is just one of those guys. He has a great heart. If Harry couldn't be with Hermione i wish it was with Luna. But in the livres i can see that he is good for Ginny. I dont hate her. I dont mind her. I just dont like that fangirl kinda love. well my friend and me had a argument over this and i wouldn't budge. But i do think it is crazy to hate an amazing auteur for a pairing.
Yep.You HP fans know the moment Im talking about.You know,that moment when Hedwig's Theme played for the last time,when toi wanted to cry and cheer,scream and weep at the same time...that time toi knew it was ending yet refused to accept it.That moment,when all the boundaries vanished,when we all rose together from different places,from different countries,we all came together,clapping,smiling and crying at the same time.That was the moment when we found that,nothing has really changed,despite everything that has.Amidst the thunderous applause and the shouts and cries in the theater all,we knew that there has never been anything like Harry Potter.And there never will be..and that the oak doors of Hogwarts will always balançoire, swing open to us in welcome...
WE WILL NEVER FORGET YOU,HARRY...
WE WILL NEVER FORGET YOU,HARRY...
Ingredients
2 cups self-rising flour, ou plain flour sifted with 2 tsp baking powder
Pinch of salt (optional)
1/2 cup beurre ou margarine
1/2 cup fine granulated sugar
1 cup mixed dried fruit (such as a mixture of moist packs of dried apricots, raisins and cranberries)
Finely grated rind of small orange
1 egg, beaten
3 Tbsp milk
jus, jus de of 1/2 small orange
Instructions
Preheat four to 425 ºF.
Lightly grease baking tray.
Sift flour and salt together.
Using pastry blender, cut margarine ou beurre into the flour.
Add sugar, dried fruit and orange rind.
Stir in egg.
Add lait and just enough jus, jus de to make a stiff, sticky consistency that will stand in peaks when stirred with a knife.
Put walnut-sized heaps of mixture on baking tray.
Allow them to keep a rough, rocky shape.
Do not flatten ou smooth them.
Bake for about 10 to 12 minutes ou until golden and firm.
Cool completely on rack for flavor to develop.
2 cups self-rising flour, ou plain flour sifted with 2 tsp baking powder
Pinch of salt (optional)
1/2 cup beurre ou margarine
1/2 cup fine granulated sugar
1 cup mixed dried fruit (such as a mixture of moist packs of dried apricots, raisins and cranberries)
Finely grated rind of small orange
1 egg, beaten
3 Tbsp milk
jus, jus de of 1/2 small orange
Instructions
Preheat four to 425 ºF.
Lightly grease baking tray.
Sift flour and salt together.
Using pastry blender, cut margarine ou beurre into the flour.
Add sugar, dried fruit and orange rind.
Stir in egg.
Add lait and just enough jus, jus de to make a stiff, sticky consistency that will stand in peaks when stirred with a knife.
Put walnut-sized heaps of mixture on baking tray.
Allow them to keep a rough, rocky shape.
Do not flatten ou smooth them.
Bake for about 10 to 12 minutes ou until golden and firm.
Cool completely on rack for flavor to develop.
Harry,Ron,Hermione were riding these dog shaped eagles then they went into this place where they only stood outside there for A While Then De's came and they left and went to this floating house But you-know-who followed them and tried to uses avada kedrava on harry,Harry only triped and fell because there were pencils on the floor and you-know-who was trieing to kill harry with a Colored Pencil after that happaned ron and herimone pulled him throw a curtain and they went someplace (can tell u where because i woke up at that Moment ><)
I have a few Friends that are Percy Jackson fanatics and we were discussing who was plus evil that day, Kronos ou Voldemort. I obiously chose Voldemort and all my other Friends chose Kronos. Lost cause, right?
Anyway, one of my friends, she a dit that Kronos ate his children and Voldemort did not.
Oh yeah? Voldemort doesn't even understand l’amour to marry someone in the first place ou he would have murdered his child cold-blood the momend he/she was born. Eh?
What do toi think?
The discussion didn't go on very long because, well, we found better things to talk about.
Post toi note and toi opinion on who toi think is eviller (is that a word, I think so...) Kronos ou Voldemort.
A/N It really helps if toi know Greek Mytholody
Anyway, one of my friends, she a dit that Kronos ate his children and Voldemort did not.
Oh yeah? Voldemort doesn't even understand l’amour to marry someone in the first place ou he would have murdered his child cold-blood the momend he/she was born. Eh?
What do toi think?
The discussion didn't go on very long because, well, we found better things to talk about.
Post toi note and toi opinion on who toi think is eviller (is that a word, I think so...) Kronos ou Voldemort.
A/N It really helps if toi know Greek Mytholody
Harry woke with a start as Teddy’s cries pierced the small room. He groggily climbed out of the warm lit and stumbled over to the berceau, couffin par the window. In the moonlight he could see that Teddy’s hair was bright pink. Chuckling to himself, he lifted the baby out of the lit de bébé and started over to the rocking chair.
He fed Teddy some warm milk.He stopped crying. Harry smiled,and Teddy smiled back.Harry put him back in the crib.Instantly Teddy fell asleep.
He fed Teddy some warm milk.He stopped crying. Harry smiled,and Teddy smiled back.Harry put him back in the crib.Instantly Teddy fell asleep.
* The Elder Wand was supposed to be unbeatable, but Dumbledore defeats Grindlewald to win it.
* In chapter nine, Hermione, Ron, and Harry escape the Burrow to Tottenham Court Road where they are followed to a small, shabby cafe par two Death Eaters. The Death Eaters are hit par spells par Harry and Hermione and they have to decide what to do with them. Harry suggests they just wipe their memories, and Hermione says she's never done this. BUT earlier in chapter six Hermione explains that she has modified her parents' memories and sent them to Australia to keep them safe.
NOTE: Many of these book mistakes were corrected in later versions, so the mistake may not appear in your HP book.
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