AN/ well if toi are a major fan like me that researched what happened to are characters after DH( plus than what JKR told us in the epilogue). U know Ginny played for the houx Head Harpies before she became a Quidditch journalist for the Daily Prophet. here is how I think Ginny would have felt why she was away playing Quidditch.
Another summer jour has come and gone away in Paris and Rome. But I wanna go home. May I be surrounded par a million people, I still fell alone.
She heard the millions of cheers as she threw the quaffle. She still felt alone. Her family was not there.
I wanna go home. Oh I miss you, toi know. I been keeping all the letters I wrote to you. Each line ou two.
My dearest Harry,
I am fine. How are you? I l’amour playing Quidditch here. I miss toi a lot. I cannot wait to see toi again.
Your loving girlfriend,
Ginny
She sat it in her bag with all the rest.
I am fine baby, how are you. I would send them but I know that it is just not enough. My words are cold in flames. I know toi deserve plus than that. Another airplane another sunny place. I am lucky I know. But I wanna go home.
She sighed. As they sat on the airplane again.
“Ginny what’s up?” a dit her friend Kaity Bell
“I wanna go home.”
“Miss Harry?”
“Yes.”
The airplane had finally landed.
“I am sick of the sun. Give me rainy old Brittan any day.”“I agree with you.”
As they stepped of the airplane.
I’ve got to go home. Let me go home. I just to far from where toi are. I wanna come home. And I feel just like I am living someone else’s life. It just like I stepped outside. Every thing was going right, and I know why toi could not come along with me. This was not your dream. But toi always believed in me.
It seemed that she was living someone else’s life. She wanted to go accueil to see Hermione, Ron, Harry, mum, dad. She missed them so much. She remembered the jour at tryouts for the new chaser for the houx Head Harpies. Harry had said
“I believe in you. toi are the best chaser I have ever seen.” as he kissed her.
She missed him dearly. She knew that he was busy at Auor training camp.
Another winter jour has come and gone away in even Paris and Rome. And I wanna go home. Let me go home. And I am surrounded par a million people I still feel alone. And I wanna go home. Let me go home. I have had my fun honey I’m done I am coming back home. It will all be all right, I will be accueil tonight. I’m coming back home,
The airplane landed on the strip she a dit goodbye to her Friends and set off to find her family. She found Harry. She ran over and kissed him. When she finally stopped she said
“I am done with my fun.”
Daughter of AN/ well how was it? This is my first song fic.Posted. Hope toi like. Please review:)
Disclaimer: Don't own any thing
Another summer jour has come and gone away in Paris and Rome. But I wanna go home. May I be surrounded par a million people, I still fell alone.
She heard the millions of cheers as she threw the quaffle. She still felt alone. Her family was not there.
I wanna go home. Oh I miss you, toi know. I been keeping all the letters I wrote to you. Each line ou two.
My dearest Harry,
I am fine. How are you? I l’amour playing Quidditch here. I miss toi a lot. I cannot wait to see toi again.
Your loving girlfriend,
Ginny
She sat it in her bag with all the rest.
I am fine baby, how are you. I would send them but I know that it is just not enough. My words are cold in flames. I know toi deserve plus than that. Another airplane another sunny place. I am lucky I know. But I wanna go home.
She sighed. As they sat on the airplane again.
“Ginny what’s up?” a dit her friend Kaity Bell
“I wanna go home.”
“Miss Harry?”
“Yes.”
The airplane had finally landed.
“I am sick of the sun. Give me rainy old Brittan any day.”“I agree with you.”
As they stepped of the airplane.
I’ve got to go home. Let me go home. I just to far from where toi are. I wanna come home. And I feel just like I am living someone else’s life. It just like I stepped outside. Every thing was going right, and I know why toi could not come along with me. This was not your dream. But toi always believed in me.
It seemed that she was living someone else’s life. She wanted to go accueil to see Hermione, Ron, Harry, mum, dad. She missed them so much. She remembered the jour at tryouts for the new chaser for the houx Head Harpies. Harry had said
“I believe in you. toi are the best chaser I have ever seen.” as he kissed her.
She missed him dearly. She knew that he was busy at Auor training camp.
Another winter jour has come and gone away in even Paris and Rome. And I wanna go home. Let me go home. And I am surrounded par a million people I still feel alone. And I wanna go home. Let me go home. I have had my fun honey I’m done I am coming back home. It will all be all right, I will be accueil tonight. I’m coming back home,
The airplane landed on the strip she a dit goodbye to her Friends and set off to find her family. She found Harry. She ran over and kissed him. When she finally stopped she said
“I am done with my fun.”
Daughter of AN/ well how was it? This is my first song fic.Posted. Hope toi like. Please review:)
Disclaimer: Don't own any thing
I recently found a strange contradiction in the concept of wizarding money.I'd like to know if my idea is true ou if there is a counter-argument against it.
In pg.65 of HP and the Chamber of Secrets,we learn that Muggle money can be exchanged into wizarding money.
We also know that potentially valuable(in a Muggle point of view) objects such as chairs can be Conjured par magic(eg:Dumbledore does this in the courtroom in HP and The Order of the Phoenix).
So any wizard who knows basic Transfiguration can Conjure objects such as chairs,sell them to Muggles to obtain Muggle money and then exchange this money into Galleons,thus obtaining an infinite amount of wealth.
Doesn't this contradict the whole point of wizarding money?
Thanks in advance for any help.
In pg.65 of HP and the Chamber of Secrets,we learn that Muggle money can be exchanged into wizarding money.
We also know that potentially valuable(in a Muggle point of view) objects such as chairs can be Conjured par magic(eg:Dumbledore does this in the courtroom in HP and The Order of the Phoenix).
So any wizard who knows basic Transfiguration can Conjure objects such as chairs,sell them to Muggles to obtain Muggle money and then exchange this money into Galleons,thus obtaining an infinite amount of wealth.
Doesn't this contradict the whole point of wizarding money?
Thanks in advance for any help.
