It feels like I seen this before. I continue to trick the voice. I got off his lap and turned invisible. He got up too. "Where are you going?" I turned to him. "I am going back to bed. I got school tommorrow," I explained. I reached for the door and left. I couldn't explain what I did there but I am pretty sure that I brung him closer to me. I went to bed and wait till the morning comes. The rays of the sun peeked through the windows and on to my eyeballs. It hurts. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was another note on my nightstand. I didn't have the time to read it. It was too early to solve this note.
It was finally the weekend and I am free to do anything! I am going to Honeydukes to buy some sweets and probably go to that shop that George Weasley owns. George let Ron and Percy work there with them since he lost his brother and the shop is getting busier. I convince Jo to come with us. "I am not sure, Lydia. I am a bit worried. You know the crazy the Weasleys can get." she whined. I told her, "Jo, they are Harry's friends and they losted a loved one. Harry is the only family member you have at this school and you are complainig?" She agreed to go.
After 2 hours of shopping, we finally went to get some butterbeer.
It was finally the weekend and I am free to do anything! I am going to Honeydukes to buy some sweets and probably go to that shop that George Weasley owns. George let Ron and Percy work there with them since he lost his brother and the shop is getting busier. I convince Jo to come with us. "I am not sure, Lydia. I am a bit worried. You know the crazy the Weasleys can get." she whined. I told her, "Jo, they are Harry's friends and they losted a loved one. Harry is the only family member you have at this school and you are complainig?" She agreed to go.
After 2 hours of shopping, we finally went to get some butterbeer.
someday
we will be the faces in the textbooks dog-eared and torn we will be immortal until the day we are discarded and replaced with new editions or perhaps the next technology once reading becomes obsolete and society falls into virtual illiteracy
with luck we will be remembered still projected onto some cutting edge device that will let them see us in a million dimensions or hear our voices saying things we never said until the students are lulled to sleep by the languid lectures and their heads slump onto the desks that once held the tattered textbooks
someday
we will be the faces in the textbooks dog-eared and torn we will be immortal until the day we are discarded and replaced with new editions or perhaps the next technology once reading becomes obsolete and society falls into virtual illiteracy
with luck we will be remembered still projected onto some cutting edge device that will let them see us in a million dimensions or hear our voices saying things we never said until the students are lulled to sleep by the languid lectures and their heads slump onto the desks that once held the tattered textbooks
someday
