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HogwartsHQ
Joined: 1 August 2005
Posts: 1462
Location: Michigan Magic School of Wizardy
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Asphodel
Joined: 30 October 2005
Posts: 1303
Location: Hungry and Confused
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Posted: Sunday 22 January 2006 10 57 42 am in topic:Book Banning: Harry Potter |
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Most of the kids who don't like reading don't like Harry. They try to mask up their inability to read by saying reading's uncool, and make fun of people who do read. Believe me, I've endured a lot of [i]that[/i]. |
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stars_so_bright
Joined: 28 November 2005
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Posted: Monday 28 November 2005 06 03 37 pm Post subject: changing colours in topic:changing colours |
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Ginevra Weasley had changed over the summer between her fifth and sixth years. True, she now filled out her robes a little more nicely, but so did a lot of the girls in her year. The most noticeable change was not this however; it was her desire to be accepted. She longed to be known as something other than ‘Ron’s little sister’ or ‘that girl with the crush on Harry Potter.’ These were all titles to her, titles that she no longer wished to be known by. Ginevra simply wished to be herself; after all that is who she was, was she not?
Draco Malfoy was boarding the train as he saw her pass through the barrier onto Platform 9 ¾. He smirked as she fell, face first into her family’s belongings. But at the same time, he also felt something else, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on. He looked her up and down, noticing that she, like many of the other girls had filled out over the summer break. While Draco was looking her up and down, Harry had also passed through the barrier and bumped right into her. Draco watched on and noticed that the Weasley girl’s face no longer turned the same colour of her hair when she looked at him. In fact, it seemed that she totally ignored him, and after she had dismissed him, she continued walking towards her mother to say her goodbyes.
Boarding the train, Draco didn’t give the situation a second thought until the Weaslette herself stormed into his carriage, followed closely by Weasley himself. It seemed that neither of them had noticed they had just barged into his carriage as they continued to argue.
“You are most definitely NOT wearing that!” screeched Weasley.
“And who are you to tell me what I can and can’t do? What, with the way you and Hermione have been acting all summer! Don’t look like you have no idea what I’m talking about, it’s obvious to everyone that you two have a thing for each other-”
“As wonderful as it is to hear about your love life, or lack there of, Weasley, would you kindly depart? I’m sure your ravishing sister over here is capable of choosing her own wardrobe without your help. She has done an all right job so far,” Draco drawled lazily.
“How dare you talk about Ginny that way! After… after what yo-” Ron stuttered.
“After what? You leaving? I thought as much.”
With a final glare at Ginny, Ron left, but not before promising Ginny he would be owling their mother about her choice of friends.
“You know, you didn’t have to do that. I can look after myself. I’ve only been doing it for, oh, the last 16 years of my life!” Ginny shot at Draco after her brother left the carriage.
“I’m sure you can,” drawled Draco. “But it is just so fun to get to your brother all riled up like that.”
“I’m sure it was,” stated Ginny. There was a long silence before Ginny asked, “Did you really mean what you said back then?”
“What I said when?” asked Draco in return feigning innocence.
“About me being ravishing and what-not? Or did you just say that to get on Ron’s nerves?” Ginny added quickly, not daring a glance at him.
Draco got up and walked to the other side of the aisle were Ginny was sitting and looked her in the eyes. “Of course I meant what I said, you have grown up over the holidays, and gotten over that pathetic little crush on Potter. Thank God! The way you just stood up to your brother then was marvelous.”
“Really?” asked a curious and apprehensive Ginny. “A lot of the girls have ‘grown up’ as you put it, not just me.”
“Yes, but do you see any of those other girls barging into my compartment, yelling at their brother, who also happens to be one of my hated enemies. Plus, none of the other girls have the fire in their eyes that you have…”
Ginny looked shocked by the last statement but said nothing so Draco continued talking. “Are you sure you’re meant to be in Gryffindor? I mean you possess many Slytherin qualities. You’re cunning, resourceful, determined, you have a certain disregard for rules as well as being a pureblood.” Ginny said nothing about his last comment but Draco knew that he had gotten her thinking. “Admit it, you despise those mud-bloods, how they take from us, and our school. You have the heart of a Slytherin. Just think about it, you’ll know where to find me if you want to.” With that, Draco walked out of the compartment, leaving a very confused Ginny Weasley behind.
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Ginny spent the remained to the trip pondering the things that Draco had said to her. ‘It was true,’ she reckoned. Ever since her first year and the ‘incident with the diary’ as her family put it; she had changed. She no longer loved to listen to her father ramble on about Muggles and their inventions. She also had, lately, been leaning more towards the dark side of things. Maybe it had something to do with her desire to be noticed, but Ginny had definitely changed. It was while she was thinking about these latest developments that she remembered something she’d read in Hogwarts, A History, trying to prove Hermione wrong. ‘Bloody mud-blood bitch,’ she thought to herself unconsciously. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. After all, Malfoy himself had pointed out that she did posses a lot of Slytherin traits. ‘Maybe it’s time,’ she thought to herself with a smirk. With her new mindset she got up to find Malfoy. The only question now was where to find him….
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Malfoy had walked to the back of the train and was now standing on the little platform that jutted out from the carriage. This was his favorite place to think, and he had a lot to do and not much time to do it in if the Weasley girl was as smart as he thought. ‘I wonder how long it will take for her to come find me’ he mused. After all he was a Malfoy and Malfoys were totally irresistible. Draco smirked at this last thought and was about to enter the train again when he heard a sound and hid quickly into the shadows. After all, he wasn’t meant to be there and he couldn’t risk getting busted this early in the year. Draco watched hidden in the shadows as the object of his thoughts came along the train and took up the place were he was standing all but a minute ago. He watched as she shivered in the cool air and pulled her thin cloak closer to her.
“Here take this,” he said as he stepped out of the shadows and threw her his cloak. “I must admit I didn’t know if I’d be seeing you again so soon, but it’s a pleasure, as always”
“I didn’t see you there, you surprised me. Thanks,” she said, referring to his cloak, “but I’m fine all the same.”
Draco gave her a look that she couldn’t quite understand, something between confusion and admiration, but his face quickly returned to its normal mask.
“So to what do I owe this pleasure?”
“Tell me what you know about the re-sorting rule,” said Ginny. She certainly wasn’t about to waste anytime, what if her brothers saw her out here? How could she explain that if he wouldn’t help her? She let none of this thoughts show through. Her face was emotionless, her eyes focused on an object that neither of them could see off the back of the train.
“Ah, the re-sorting rule. Pray tell, why do you ask?” Draco toyed with her, grinning inwardly.
He wasn’t expecting what happened next. Ginny spun around, her red hair fanning out around her. “Tell me what you know about the re-sorting rule,” she repeated, only this time, it was said with anger and an undeniable fire in her eyes. Draco gulped silently, but was determined not to let her see that.
“The re-sorting rule states that any student, over the age of fifteen and who has passed their Ordinary Wizarding Levels, or equivalent, under special circumstances, can decide to change his or her House upon request to their Head of House and Headmaster at the time. Students are to be cautioned that the House the Sorting Hat decides to put them into, even if it is their original House, is the House they are required to spend the remainder of their schooling career in. A re-sorting is final and there are no exceptions to this rule. Happy?” spat Draco.
“Very,” replied Ginny. “You know, you sounded a lot like Hermione with that book full just then?” Ginny gave Draco one of her very best Slytherin like smirks and turned to leave.
“Wait!” yelled Draco. “You -”
Ginny brushed right past him. “I’ll see you around sometime,” she said and disappeared in the fading light of the day as she walked down the train.
“Damn!” said Draco as she walked away from her. “That should be me walking away.”
link to where it is posted (one if the many sites - but this is m favourite) [url=http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2656559/1/]http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2656559/1/ |
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Mistress Siana
Joined: 12 December 2002
Posts: 1862
Location: Palace of Tears
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Posted: Monday 21 November 2005 05 35 35 pm Post subject: The deepest, most desperate in topic:The deepest, most desperate |
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Snape, Dumbledore, the Mirror of Erised, odd explanations, odd style, general oddness...This is a little writing experiment of mine... And I have to warn you: I've very purposefully ignored the rules of storytelling and structure for this fic, and I had the time of my life doing so. So, as always, if you understand nothing, you're most probably sane.
(Most of the lines in italics are quotes from the HP books.)
[b]The deepest, most desperate[/b]
Gold. Gold and more gold, and life, enough life for all the gold.
[i]The two things most human beings would choose above all... humans do have a knack for choosing precisely those things which are worst for them.
Human life. Barely human at all.[/i]
Snape, standing with his back to the mirror. He did know by then that the deepest desire, the one craving written onto the surface of the very soul is never altruistic. It is what self is; the blueprint, the essence.
Albus Dumbledore, hiding life behind desire, the perfect shield. Few knew he used to brew life just as well, and gold, enough gold for all the life, or rather everyone knew but few realized what it meant. It was a chocolate-stained truth, traded by children's hands, Dumbledore the Alchemist, somewhere between Dumbledore the Great and The Only One He Ever Feared. It was a long time ago, before wisdom had come and he had turned his back on eternal life. He believed in second chances.
So, Snape thought, it had been only natural for Dumbledore to trust him; one disgusted with all the life, one disgusted with all the death, turning and meeting in the middle.
Severus Snape, the Potions master, who brew death in all tastes and colours, who was scared of the middle, of the void in it. A story should not begin in the middle, there had to be a beginning to understand.
In the beginning, Albus Dumbledore had been an Alchemist.
In the beginning, Severus Snape had been a boy with an old Potions book.
In the beginning.
He remembered standing deep down below the surface, watching the two old friends talk.
[i]...and agreed it's all for the best[/i]
Fighting with their deaths, fighting the one who fought death, fighting so there would be life. (Don't turn around.) Destroying desire, while they were at it. (Don't turn.) So much wisdom, yet how painfully bought? He wondered, then, what Dumbledore really saw... something he'd lost because he'd turned, something he'd lost because he'd turned too late, something he'd never had? He'd be such a lonely man, with Nicolas gone.
With the Dark Mark, he had never been alone, always ready, always alert. On this side of the coin, he'd realized, people always came as Ones. The One He Feared. The Chosen One. One is perfect. One is eternal.
[i]Unfixed, mutating, indestructible.
Death Eater.[/i]
Snape, standing with his back to the mirror. He'd always somehow lived other people's lives, and only realized it when he'd learned he was afraid of their deaths. (Whatever you do, just don't turn around.)
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The middle, the middle was for living, for falling and rising and falling and everything that came in between. The middle was for choices.
[i]Our choices are what matters, nothing else.
And our desires?
Humans can choose against their desires.
Yes, but for how long? [/i]
Some things just had to be done, and they'd made their choices. Failure was human, Lord, yes, they knew, but they simply could not afford failure. And they could not pretend they were not afraid...yet they continued to do so.
A boy with a porcelain mask.
A man with a scowl.
A man with a smile.
Meeting. Falling. Rising. Living?
They sat in the darkness and drank to the failure of the inhuman.
[i]I told him he was looking in the wrong places ... I could not show him the right places, though. [/i]
So much wisdom...
The middle was neither reason nor result, just so very human one simply had to be afraid.
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There had to be an ending for redemption.
In the end...
In the end...
The Alchemist, the Potions master and the boy with the book, they all had become men of war. They had made a bargain, back then, to go back to the point from which they had meant to return, to conserve/consume life and death in order to wash their hands clean.
And now, Dumbledore was breaking it. Breaking in. Coward.
[i]Coward.[/i]
Snape felt betrayed. Angry.
[i]You can't...[/i]
Helpless
[i]...can't do this to me.[/i]
Sardonic
[i]...can't do this to Potter.[/i]
He thought he was deep when in fact he was desperate, and gave him socks for Christmas. He could not possibly...
[i]You agreed to do it, and that is all there is to it. [/i]
He knew he'd never had a chance.
He would be the One Who Killed Dumbledore. He would be a One.
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There had to be an ending for redemption. There had to be pain, for it was pain that brought wisdom, not age or knowledge. In his pain, he thought it fitting for Dumbledore to find his death through him. Him, who had begged for all the lives he was saving.
In his pain, Dumbledore might always have known it would be like that. Some things have to be done, and then Dumbledore calls for his...
[i]Death Eater.
Just as much as I am[/i].
The deepest, most desperate desire is never altruistic. It really shouldn't have been a surprise.
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In the end...
One disgusted, one dead.
The One Who Did It.
One.
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Dumbledore the Alchemist, and life, all the unlived.
Snape, standing with his back to the mirror. |
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Snow_Crystal
Joined: 18 July 2005
Posts: 1183
Location: Flying around eagerly waiting for Midnight...
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Posted: Wednesday 7 September 2005 04 05 32 am in topic:Does anyone have a picture of Voldemort in a costume? |
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I'm still trying to find the picture I saw the other day. Sorry
I can say Ralph Fiennes has the obvious black cloak with hood, they've put white make-up on his face so he looks like he's almost got a white porcelain mask on and he's got red eyes. He doesn't look anything like he did in PS/SS
Just imagine Ralph Fiennes with white makeup on basically!! I don't think he looks as scary as he did in the PS film and he doesn't look old enough as his skin looks really smooth. |
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Froggs
Joined: 18 July 2005
Posts: 186
Location: Toad Hollow, trying to blend
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Posted: Wednesday 27 July 2005 08 18 27 am in topic:There was Someone else there! (HUGE!!!) |
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Well, has everyone assumed that Snape was one of the missing places in LV's circle in GoF? (I have) And if he was, wouldn't he have known that Sirius was/wasn't a death eater? And didn't Peter enter the circle after he had his golden arm put on? So Snape would have known that Peter was a DE, if Peter was part of the original circle...I am not sure that he was. Do you think the DE's don't know who is who because of the masks? LV called some of them by name, so it didn't seem to be a big secret. |
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Un'Anima Persa
Joined: 12 February 2005
Posts: 3326
Location: In mourning.
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Posted: Sunday 12 June 2005 09 13 46 am in topic:Countdown of 1,000 things we'll do before July 16... |
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948: Say goodbye to my friends
947: hopefully get around to checking out the prophecy of the stone
946: Make a dinner without burning it
945: explain to my friend that there are ways to prove that ron is NOT gay.
944: Hit my brother
943: Finish my end of term paper (spanish UGH!)
942: Get something for my dad (fathers day and birthday)
941: Explain to my mom that she is a slow reader, and try to get her to let me read the 6th book first
940: Beat Crash Bandicoot for the millionth time
939: get one of those really cool darth vader masks thatmake you sound like him (lol wanted to sound like that since i saw my first star wars movie) |
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choki
Joined: 1 May 2003
Posts: 3165
Location: Riding a black chocobo
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Posted: Tuesday 24 May 2005 10 30 53 am in topic:Mint, choki and video games. |
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Windy...hmmm... she is kinda a villian who is in search of True Runes.
I haven't complete Suikoden I because I got stuck halfway thru' and I can't proceed... and now, I can't find the CD. 
I'm not very sure if Yuber was in Suikoden I but yes, he was in Suikoden II for a brief moment alongside with Sasarai because Harmonia allied with Highlands (the baddies in Suikoden II)
You're a fan of Yuber??? I don't have much impression about him because he had a black helmet/mask covering half of his face all the time. All I know was that he doesn't seem to be a nice goody person.
Oh ya... Luc the guy with the True Wind rune whom I always mistook him for a girl was in Suikoden I & II. He helped in both libration wars. I always thought of him as a weird, cold person. I have read Suikoden III manga till Vol. 7 and found out that Luc was the masked priest and that he was the twin brother of Sasarai. This is freaky... in Suikoden II, Sasarai and Luc met in one of the battles and Sasarai was surprised by the sudden appearance of Luc who bore close resemblance and helped to defeat the Highlands army with magic. I suppose in Suikoden III game, their identity were revealed the same way as the manga where Luc appeared to remove the True Earth Rune from Sasarai?
Suikoden III is also one of the games on the list! I intend to complete the Suikoden saga you know...  |
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