The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.05 by Lexxa24, literature
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The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.05
{The Heart of a Weasley}{Chapter Five}{Castle Lights}
Despite us getting up at six in morning to avoid stampedes around the house, we still ended up running late. Ginny was running around everywhere looking for her favourite pair of shoes that she refused to leave without, Ron was having trouble catching Pigwidgeon who was flapping everywhere as he was so excited at all the activity going on, and Fred and George were being indecisive about what new products they wanted to work on at Hogwarts so they were sorting through their various ingredients. Opening the front door, I saw just how horrendous the weather was. It was pouring down with rain
The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.04 by Lexxa24, literature
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The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.04
{The Heart of a Weasley}{Chapter Four}{Diagon Alley}
Grabbing those few extra hours of sleep was the best feeling, as I woke feeling fresh and full of energy. I wasn't the only one to feel like this as Rose bounced out of bed and was ready within fifteen minutes to go shopping in Diagon Alley. I wasn't too long after.
"Come on, you guys, I wanna go shopping!" Rose said excitedly, when she found that Fred and George were still lounging on the sofa, both half asleep. I stood in the doorway amused as I watched Rose impatiently tug on their arms. "Hurry up!" Rose really did like her shopping.
The twins both breathed sighs of defeat, and heaved
The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.03 by Lexxa24, literature
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The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.03
{The Heart of a Weasley}{Chapter Three}{Unexpected Happenings}
"Here Rose, you're a talented painter. You can decorate us." Fred and George sat down on Rose's bed in the tent, and attempted to hand Rose some green and white paint. She didn't move from where she was zipping up her boots.
"You really want me to paint your faces?" She said, getting up and looking at herself in the mirror.
"Yeah, of course! We don't want to be the only ones at the match who're boring and not dressing up!" George replied.
She rolled her eyes, whilst wearing a smile, then conformed to their request. The finished result consisted of Fred having a massive green a
Thank you, J.K Rowling by Potterhead-Writer, literature
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Thank you, J.K Rowling
Thank you J.K Rowling,
For inspiring me to write.
Thank you J.K Rowling,
For taking imagination to new heights.
Thank you J.K Rowling,
For helping me believe
And not just in magic,
But in everything I see.
Thank you J.K Rowling,
For teaching me how to read,
For enveloping me in words
And everything I need
Thank you J.K Rowling,
Just for being you
For writing Harry Potter,
A phenomenon of words; just two.
No story lives unless someone wants to listen.
The stories we love best will live with us forever.
Whether you come back by page, or by the big screen,
Hogwarts will always be there,
to welcome you home.
-JK Rowling c
The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.02 by Lexxa24, literature
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The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.02
{The Heart of a Weasley}{Chapter Two}{Early Start}
The next morning was not fun at all. Mrs Weasley had come into our room and shaken us gently awake.
"Time to get up, Alex, dear." She whispered, before heading over to make sure that Rose, Fred, and George were awake also.
"Already?" George said, rubbing his eyes. I sat up in bed, for fear that I would fall back to sleep if I stayed laying down. I turned towards the window and was ready to squint at the morning sun, but it was still dark outside. Mornings like this can be really fun as you know that you're about to go somewhere exciting, but it can also be a pain in the butt.
Mrs Weasley
The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.01 by Lexxa24, literature
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The Heart of a Weasley - Ch.01
{The Heart of a Weasley}{Chapter One}{Together}
"Alex. Sweetheart, wake up. Come on." I heard my dad say to me, gently shaking my shoulder, pulling me from my deep slumber.
"Okay, I'm awake." I replied, not opening my eyes, or making any sign to move. I heard dad laugh a little.
"Come on, Alex. You have to leave for The Burrow soon---"
That woke me up.
I sprung bolt upright in bed, a huge smile on my face. "Is it the time already?!" I asked excitedly, pulling back the covers and rushing over to my chair, where I had set out all my clothes for today.
"Wow. That shows your excitement." Dad said, from where he started opening my curtains.
Have to believe... by TheHalfBloodPierrot, literature
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Have to believe...
Is it happened to you
to experience real emotions
for something fake?
Have you felt the goose bumps,
the heart beat faster,
lacrimal glands become active?
When you read the Harry Potter books,
watch movies, or even,
simply, think about?
Have you heard the desire
to pierce your skin
to enter as a pure spirit
in an ideal world?
Personally, in these cases,
I appeal to a dreamy voice.
I hear her distinctly,
She says what I need to hear:
« Don't worry,
you're just as sane as I am! »
Then I think of you, us,
the small community of this page
the largest of all the pages,
that, sooner or later, for one reason or anothe