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I wish it could stay like this forever. But sadly, it can't. In two days, I'm going to go to school and leave behind my parents, all my relatives, really. I always hated going back to school, but not for the reason most kids did. I actually liked to learn, the thing that upset me was being away from family. And now that James was close to ending his education, there would be even fewer of us.
The Weasley/Potter kids were slowly leaving Hogwarts, and I didn't like it. But, what could I do? Force my cousins to stay forever? Bring my parents with me? No, I couldn't. I have to suck it up and live with the pain of leaving everyone.
This is what I tell myself over and over as we're standing on Platform 9 & 3/4.
''Now, make sure to stay with your brother, will you? Try and get a compartment with Albus, James, and Lily too so you can all be together.''
''Yes, mum,'' I mumble.
''Don't be sad about going, Rosie! You know we'll write you three times a week, even more if you need to.''
''No, mum, three is fine..''
The train's conductor yells, ''FIVE MORE MINUTES!'' And I'm slowly wishing that I could slow time down.
''Bye, Rosie, Hugo,'' My mother and father say, and then we board the train.
Inside, it's pandemonium, and we finally find Lily, James, and Albus.
''Geez, I swear it gets more hectic every year.''

''Ugh, I know. It totally sucks.''

Lily and Al's conversation doesn't really interest me, and I look out the window. The rolling hillside used to be peaceful, calming, to me, but now, it seems like pain. All I can think of is how Roxy and Fred should be here, with us, where are they? Probably with their friends. Figures.
Right on cue, Roxy enters.
''Heyyyy! What's up, all?''
Roxy always had a way of making everyone feel uncomfortable around her, like she was either hyper on Chocolate Frogs or just naturally hyper herself.
''Whoa, buzz kill..'' She mutters, and I crack a smile.
We all go into conversation about just random stuff, like our parents, daily gossip about the latest relationships between the students in our year, and then we finally arrive at..
''Did a Dementor really come into your room? I mean, mum and dad wouldn't tell me.'' She leans in closer, and it freaks me out. I'm usually not claustrophobic, but now I need my personal space.
''Where's Fred?'' I ask timidly, a lame attempt at changing the subject.
''Erm, somewhere..''
''What, did you lose him?'' James jokes.
All the color drains from Roxy's face. ''N-no..well..sort of..''
''Wait..what?'' Lily looks like she might burst out laughing. ''You lost Fred?''
''He ran off, alright?! Mum and dad can't expect me to keep a handle on him, he's just so damn hyper. But he'll come soon, you'll see.''
''Roxy, we've been on the train for an hour.''
''You should go look for him!'' I say, another lame attempt to drift from talking about me, to get her out of this compartment.
''Fine, I'll go. But you will tell me the Dementor story one day..''
And on that dramatic note, Roxy leaves. The majority of the rest of the train ride is silent, none of us wants to talk. For one time in my life, I enjoy it.

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Hogwarts Castle, during The Sorting

''Ray Filcher?'' Professor Flitwick calls out. For some unknown reason, he's doing the sorting instead of Professor McGonagall.
''RAVENCLAW!'' The hat screams.
I remember when I sat under that hat, for the first and last time..
''Rose..Weasley? Again? You Weasleys will always breed like cockroaches, I swear..''
I blushed, knowing the abnormal size of my family was overwhelming.
''And like the Weasleys, you will go to..''
I remember waiting in anticipation, just hoping for..
''HUFFLEPUFF!'' Another student has been sorted.
The sudden roar from the Hufflepuff table jerks me out of my fantasy. My house hasn't got much people this year, as if we're too full already. I look around the room, and see that the Ravenclaw table is booming, and Hufflepuff is erupting in cheers.
Slytherin and Gryffindor are the only ones who are only clapping when needed, for first years that are so excited to begin school. Finally, Gryffindor gets their first newcomer.
''Kendall Miller?'' Flitwick's squeaky voice is irritating at a loud volume.
''Hmm...bright, quick-witted..GRYFFINDOR!'' As if awoken from a deep sleep, Gryffindor cheers. Kendall walks over to our table with a bounce in her step. When she sits next to our few first years, she quickly starts a conversation with a girl next to her.
Finally the sorting ends, and we can eat. All our food just magically appears as usual, and Hugo, like our father, is grabbing fistfuls of food.
''Hugo, pace yourself,'' I say. ''You know you have dad's appetite.''
''Just because you eat like a bird doesn't mean we all have to,'' He snaps at me.
I'm surprised. Throughout my whole life, Hugo and I have had fights, but it was normally over stupid things like who got the last piece of pie at dessert. For some stupid reason, it hurts. Hurts because throughout my whole life, Hugo has been my constant best friend.
Besides Aimee and Lizzie, that is.
''Hey Rose!'' Aimee calls, and sits on my left. ''Did you hear about who's pissed off about their sort?''
''No, who?'' I'm curious. Most kids accept what house they get into.
''Some kid in Slytherin. Claims that he should've been in Gryffindor, that he was brave.''
''There are brave people in all the houses..''
''Yeah, I know, but he won't listen to anyone.''
We then dig into our food, forgetting about that whole thing. Or at least, Aimee did. I wonder who that boy was, the one who hated Slytherin.. was it somebody like Al, who was deathly afraid of getting Slytherin? But I would never know.
Then Lizzie sits down next to us, only nodding her head in greeting. Lizzie never was a person of many words. The rest of the Feast is the same it usually is, nothing special.

But this term isn't going to be ordinary for me.
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Author's Note: I personally feel Chapter 1 was better, but you know, that's just me. And I apologize for my suckish ending, I had no idea how to just ''cut off''. And I think my new title is.. *drumroll* ''5th Year, Not-So-Perfect''. Yeah, it sucks, but it needed SOMETHING. xD Anyway, Lizzie and Aimee are OC's, so don't bother asking me whos kids they are. They're just random people brought in from some alternate universe. ;)
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As I sit on the rough steps in this cold winters day waiting for my father to tell me to come inside. I know he will eventually but I want to stay alone, facing him time and time again is torture! Around me is the black mansion which is where I live in and surrounding it is snow and naked branches as the leaves has fallen out in comparison to its season. With a flick of my cold black wand a heart appears in the snow, I don’t care about the rules of magic anymore. Then the thought of her face appears in my head and affection rises in my chest, my eyes are feeling hot and my face is turning red. I feel a tear run down my face but it’s not cooling my face down in any way. With another flick of my wand the heart turns black and a crack through the middle breaks it apart and I’m running.
posted by Flickerflame
I was asked to do this by lorythefangirl after I responded to her earlier one.

Pros
1. Most of them did believe they were choosing the winning side at the time
2. They would likely be killed if they refused, or otherwise punished.
3. If they come from old pureblood families which share the Death Eaters' beliefs, joining up would help maintain family harmony
4. If they're naturally malicious it gives them an opportunity to kill and torture

Cons
1. Most people wouldn't want to be forced to murder. They might be pushed beyond their own limits, e.g. Draco Malfoy.
2. They'd get imprisoned in Azkaban if caught, or could be killed in self-defence
3. Leaving isn't an option once you're in
4. After they lost, those who'd survived would lose favour even if they avoided punishment
5. Voldemort doesn't seem to be a nice boss
6. It's a story really, and in most stories, the bad guys do end up losing and being punished.
(From the view of Draco)
Have you ever seen something so beautiful as light? What ever it is that you saw it would never be as beautiful as the light I have just witnessed as it stands this light which holds my heart together in one piece ceases to know I existed. Even though we walked down the same corridors to such things as laborious lessons that I cannot wish to attend, she floats on cloud nine as she embraces her muggle-born ways that I Draco Malfoy mock her with my own undying love to her... the more she floats the more I fall and the only way that I can hold onto her and actually speak...
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The two of us; Kaitlyn and I, walked through the large doors and into the Entrance Hall. The entrance Hall was crowded as it always was on the first day. Students of all years were entering in groups, leaving the First Years a little startled. They probably didn’t know where to go, what to do, whom to look for. I smiled to myself, we were just like that! Some five years ago, I realised that we had grown only when I saw the little ones.
“Cal? Caldera?” I turned towards Kaitlyn, who looked irritated.
I raised an eyebrow, “What did I do?”
“We were talking, remember?” she said, furrowing...
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[Chapter 2] Diagon Alley: Ferrets and Pranks

The next few weeks just flew by. Maybe it was because I had something to look forward to. Hermione and Ginny had been writing regularly. All of Hermione's letters were about how much we would have to do as N.E.W.T. students. She had scored eight 'Outstandings' and an 'Exceeds Expectations' and was still disappointed! That girl...she is just...extraordinary! Ron and Harry had done fairly well, failed only in two subjects. They seemed to be having fun at the Burrow, the four of them. Then Ginny said that Phlegm spoilt all the fun. At least they were...
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201. I will not melt if water is poured over me.
202. -Neither will Professor Umbridge.
203. I do not have a Cyberman Patronus.
204. I am not a Wirn animagus, either.
205. I will not ask Aragog if he came from Metabelis III.
206. -Or if he has any pretty blue crystals.
207. "Nessie is actually a cyborg created by the Zygons" is not an appropriate thing to say in Care of MagicalCreatures Class.
208. While it is appropriate to refer to Voldemort as "Master" while in his service, Voldemort and The Master are not one and the same.
209. I cannot substitute Prydonian robes for my Hogwarts uniform.
210. -Nor...
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The world around me was covered in a blanket of white. The magnificent trees towered over me making me feel small…so small. In spite of the snow on the ground and the surrounding areas, I didn’t feel cold. Apparently, I was somewhere near the Shrieking Shack, but that was forbidden! What I was I doing there, I do not know. As I examined the place, I saw a tall figure at a distance. He was clad in black, such a contrast to the surroundings. His skin was pale too, almost as white as the snow. He reached out his left hand towards me and I mimicked his action subconsciously. When I did so,...
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posted by jeniffer2200
Floo powder was invented by Ignatia Wildsmith in the thirteenth century. Its manufacture is strictly controlled. The only licensed producer in Britain is Floo-Pow, a company whose Headquarters is in Diagon Alley, and who never answer their front door.

No shortage of Floo powder has ever been reported, nor does anybody know anyone who makes it. Its price has remained constant for one hundred years: two Sickles a scoop. Every wizard household carries a stock of Floo powder, usually conveniently located in a box or vase on the mantelpiece.

The precise composition of Floo powder is a closely guarded...
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posted by peppergirl30
Lily's POV

It's no secret that when Hugo left again, I was the first one to break down. I cried, and screamed for him to come back.. and he never did. But he will someday, I know he will. Hugo would never let me down. We're best friends, Hugo and I. Everything will be okay in the end.


That time is coming soon.
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Rose's POV

All of us crowd by Hugo's bed, but with the major size of us we all have to back up to give Hugo personal space. He sits up, looks at us, and speaks.

''What are you doing here?''

''To visit of course,'' Lily mumbles. ''Would you...
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posted by peppergirl30
I awoke the next morning to pandemonium.

''I CAN'T FIND MY DADA BOOK! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!''

As usual, Aimee wasn't prepared for the start of term. ''Just relax, Aimee, we'll find it.''

We searched the Dormitory, under beds, on beds, between blankets.. but no book.

''How could I lose it? I have DADA first this morning!''

''Just borrow one from the cabinets and order a new one, I dunno! It's obviously not here.''

Aimee was being grumpy now. ''I'll just write home and see if I forgot it..'' She grumbled.

When we finally got all our stuff, Lizzie, Aimee, and I went into the Great Hall for...
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I've seen the HP films more times than I can count but there are still some things that are hard to notice until you're like, "bajillianth" time watching the movies. I had an HP movie marathon recently, and I was so surprised by all the things I'd missed. Here are some that I noticed. (By the way, I didn't notice all of these--I don't think anyone could notice all this just by themselves--I only noticed some of them, and afterwards my friends told me some things they noticed, to help with this article)

Philospher's/Sorcerer's Stone:
1) Harry is wearing the sweater Mrs. Weasley made for him in...
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This text is not meant as critisism to anyone, but only to ponder how much wizards/witches really differ from muggles, and how much of it is only a trick of mind.

In HP related discussions and wikipedia sites, there are often speculations and thoughts painting the magical folk as more different from us than they actually are. I think such habit comes from how the books give a extreme general image; as if the two groups of people had some sort of basic difference with their entire existance.
And I think that somewhat misleading image comes from how no one of the main character trio grew up in...
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posted by WaterLestrange
Is this ridiculous or what? And will you help?

( This is mostly for people who go on and have heard of the site called Fanfiction.net. My friend asked me to do this )

*This is not spam nor a joke

IMPORTANT: Fan-fiction is deleting
stories than contain yaoi, yuri, lemons, violence, stories based on songs, and any story on the site. My friend is organizing a Black Out Day. On June 23rd(according to GTM timing, so that we know we're doing it together), do NOT go onto fan-fiction. Don't read, don't review don't message your friends, don't update. If
enough people participate, then the site will...
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posted by Twilight-girl-x
~Hope you’re all enjoying this so far, it does take me a while to update sometimes but I apologise for that. Tell me what you think in a review. Thanks.~

~Chapter 8~
~Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You’ll be alright
No one can hurt you now.~

The door to the empty building slammed closed as the edge of the cloak as dark as the night it travelled in whipped through the gap. The owners in the flat above never even realising that someone had passed through their shop. The normally crowded village was empty and dark; the only lights were the result of a few of the still open pubs....
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posted by dawnisbeauty
Yep.You HP fans know the moment Im talking about.You know,that moment when Hedwig's Theme played for the last time,when you wanted to cry and cheer,scream and weep at the same time...that time you 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 swing open to us in welcome...
WE WILL NEVER FORGET YOU,HARRY...