Fred + George Weasley AnalysisFred + George Weasley Analysis6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Fred & George: A Short Character Analysis
Right, so first off I'm a big fan of the twins: both twins, not just Fred. I've always appreciated both as separate characters and I've never really understood how so many people never picked up on their differences. So I decided to do what I do best - RANT (wayhey!). Keep in mind this is just my own opinion based on what I've read in books 1-7.
In the first place it's important to know and understand the twins' differences, especially if you're writing a story that puts particular focus on them. Yes, both twins are bonkers, fun-loving, flirtatious, stubborn and lest we forget both in the possession of a razor sharp wit. The books may describe them as identical right down to the last freckle, but this doesn't mean that they are one hundred percent identical in personality - no twins are. In fact, if Fred and George were the same they wouldn't make such a good team. Fred and George are a perfect double act and in any double act you
Through A Mothers EyesIt all started almost 7 years ago, when my youngest son left for Hogwarts. I knew nothing would be the same again. After his first year, he would rant for hours about his newfound friendship with a 'bossy know-it-all' girl. But behind his annoyance filled eyes, something had appeared, like a flower starting to bloom.Through A Mothers Eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He fought against his growing feelings for a bushy haired girl as the years slowly passed by. She soon integrated herself into our family, becoming a sister to Ginny and a daughter to me. I continued to look upon their blossoming love and the constant childish bickering, as an act of covering up their feelings. The year of the Yule Ball came, and I prayed that this would be the time that they finally joined together, but it in fact drifted them further apart, and my heart broke for dream that would never come true. Last year, Harry wrote to me and told me about Ron's grilfriend. My eyes welled up at the thought of Hermione's broken heart and part of it being lost with him.
Forbidden Pastimes of HogwartsThe Forbidden Pastimes for Fred and George WeasleyForbidden Pastimes of Hogwarts4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
By Molly Weasley
1-"To concur the earth with an army of flying monkeys" is not an appropriate career choice.
2- I am not the king of potato people and I do not have a flying carpet.
3- I may not chase Seamus Finnegan around school in search of his 'Pot o' Gold'.
4- Nor am I allowed to tell people he's a leprechaun on steroids.
5- I will not shout "I have the Power" before casting a spell.
6- I am not allowed to purposefully charm Filchs' underwear into wedgies.
7- Nor am I allowed to do it 'by accident'.
8- I am not allowed to yodel during important parts of Dumbledore's speech.
9- The Forbidden Forest is forbidden for a reason. I may not tell First Years that there is a party down there.
10- Especially when there isn't.
11- I may not refer to Sirius Black as 'Seriously Black'.
12- Just because I use air quotes does not mean the rules have changed.
13- I am not allowed to sing my own personal spy music while wondering the hallways.
A Ghost and a BurdenPetunia Dursley sat alone on her bed and surveyed her bedroom. She had lived in this house for 20 years. This was the first house that she had bought with her husband. The house where her son had grown up into a young man. The house where 16 long years ago, she was told by a wizard, that her only sister had been murdered. Petunia never cried. Not until that day anyway. She was careful to stay in her usual stony faced posture around her husband, but when he had left the house, she broke down. She couldn't block out the image of those perfect emerald eyes. How she had tormented her about what she was. Maybe thats why she seemed to hate her nephew. Those eyes. An exact copy of her beloved sisters. When she glanced into them, a wave of guilt would wash over and drown her. Pure guilt.A Ghost and a Burden2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She slowly raised up from her bed and wandered across the hall to her nephews room. She looked back onto the times she locked Harry up. To protect him. Save him, because she couldn't save her own sister. Petun
Mistletoe MagicLily Evans has always loved Christmas. It's the most wonderful time of the year, right? She doesn't like it because of the gift exchanging. She isn't a materialist and never has been. She likes the spirit of Christmas. Families getting together, decorating the Christmas tree, singing carols, thinking about what a person likes so you know what present you'd buy them, being better. Because, certainly, in this time of the year everyone is better or tries to. Lily herself decided to be better.Mistletoe Magic3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I won't yell at Potter. I won't hex Potter into next week. I will keep calm. I won't yell at him. I will keep calm.
"For Merlin's sake, Potter, no means no! It's past curfew and the rules clearly say that you can't get out of the common room for any whatsoever reason!" That was it for keeping my calm.
"But what if I was badly injured and dying? I would need to go to Madame Pomfrey immediately."
"You are not badly injured, Potter. You want to go outside to have a snowball fight," I said and sigh
Lilacs Ch. 2"You look beautiful," Ginny Weasley said as she adjusted the veil on the top of Hermione's head.Lilacs Ch. 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Thanks," Hermione said. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her wedding dress was pure white and it flowed out around her like a waterfall of lace. Her soft brown curls were spilling down around her face, and although she smiled, her eyes didn't seem to convince her. She shook off the feeling that something was wrong and re-adjusted the straps of her dress.
"Ron's a lucky man." Hermione turned to see Harry, her best friend, leaning in the doorway, his emerald green eyes dancing with life, "Too bad he's about to faint."
Hermione smiled and hugged Harry. Ginny excused herself to go check on the decorations out in the Burrow's garden and closed the door behind her, "Now when are you making your move, you lazy git?" She playfully shoved him.
Harry had been hinting at proposing to Ginny for quite some time, but her finger was still ring less, "I don't know. I can't seem to think of a go
Harry Potter = The Best Heartache MedicineSometimes I find my heart aching for you...Harry Potter = The Best Heartache Medicine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but then I remember
you're not a fan of Harry Potter
the feeling magically disappears.
Fred And George- Without youFred And George- Without you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where are you know?
Are you watching after me?
I remember those days,
when we sat together,
laughing till we cried,
never expecting to say goodbye.
Until that war,
Now I've never hurt more.
I remember all the trouble we got in,
The best days,
are hard to choose,
because I was always with you.
I guess I'm doing ok,
But thats the least I can say,
Because I'll never be the same with out you.
Dance With Me"Ron, you spoiled everything!" Hermione spat, twirling back around to face the red-head heading up the staris. She sat down on the stiar step, and put her hand to her trembling mouth.Dance With Me5 years ago in Teen More Like This
She heard a few snickers from across the room. "Aw, Granger, she's crying. I didn't know mudbloods could cry."
Draco. Hermione could recognize that voice from anywhere.
"Just go away, Malfoy," she shouted at the up coming footsteps, she could see beyond her hand due to her tears, but beyond her hand was a blur. So Draco appeared as a blurry blond figure, bending over to face her. His thumb came into her view, and she flinched. However, the thumb gently wiped her tears from away her eyes, and brushed her rosy cheeks. Draco was gentle, who knew that Draco could be gentle?
"Hush now, Granger. Would you care to dance?" Draco spurt out his last sentence as the musci began to change, and held out his hand to Hermione, who was completely shocked and confused by the gesture and request. Before she could ev
Twilight vs. Harry PotterI'm tired of people trying to justify the 'Twilight is better than Harry Potter' thing.Twilight vs. Harry Potter4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
"OMG EDWARD & BELLA 4EVER!" "I WISH MY BF WAS HOT LIKE EDWARD!!!!1!!11"
People, Twilight isn't a book, its firewood. The Harry Potter series out-awesomes it by A LOT.
1. The Harry Potter Characters are believable. The Twilight ones make no sense.
Just a few examples,
Harry is hotheaded, skinny, small for his age, has bad vision, and has the occasional 'idiot moment'. He is willing to give up his girlfriend because he might die, not because he's "dangerous." He grows incredibly well as a character, starting out as an unsure little kid, and ending as a brave, skilled adult wizard who eventually saves the world from being taken over. Sure, he goes through an annoying-whiny stage, but he had a reason (the ministry lying about him and making him a total laughingstock) and when a certain doggie died *sob* he managed to calm down and go on with his life. *coughBellacough*
The Harry Potter GenerationThe Harry Potter Generation3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Harry Potter Generation.
You are the Harry Potter Generation if:
1. You cried on your eleventh birthday because there was no letter from Hogwarts
2. Your best friend own a Blue Ford Angular. That can fly, of course.
3. You believe that the worst way to deal with pixies is to shout 'PESKY PIXIE PESTINOMI!'
4. Pictures do move. Nobody else can see it. But they do!
5. When someone insults you, your first reponse is 'Stupid Muggle'
6. You are cautious around blond haired, blue eyed men with big smiles (You know, just in case they remove all the bones in your arm)
7. You know what house you're in.
8. When your parents ask you what sport you what to do, you always answer 'QUIDDITCH!'
9. In every bathroom you check for ghosts and secret entrances
10. You think it is completely normal to travel from place to place via broomstick or fireplace.
11. You constantly stare at snakes intently, waiting for them to say something.
12. You beleive that trees can hit you.
13. You're certain that your
The MaraudersMoony;The Marauders8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Worn and grey,
Withered before his time.
Wolf he becomes,
But not of his choosing.
Silent and dark,
Stolen from the path.
Rat to his nature,
Rotten to the bone.
Loyal and Pure,
Placed with the lion.
The grim in apperance,
Vanished beyond the vail.
Free and winded,
Seeking from year one.
The stag his mark,
Betrayed by a thoughtless friend.
Their friendship is legend,
Unseen in the passages of hogwarts.
Passed have two,
All soon to the lost,
In the passages of eternal time.
Lilacs and Old ParchmentMudblood. The word tasted like bile in his throat. But, he'd said it and now the word was out there for all to hear, and he desperately wanted to take it back. Why? Why should he care if one muggle-born's feelings were hurt? Why should he care if he caused pain and tears to someone whom his family had taught him was no good? But he did care. He cared very much.Lilacs and Old Parchment3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hermoine Granger was so angry, he was afraid she would hit him again. But instead, she just spun on her heels and stomped off towards Ron Weasley. As soon as he was alone, Draco Malfoy slid down the wall of the corridor and put his head in his hands. Six years he'd tormented her. Why? Because he loved her. And there was no way he could say it. Or show it. Or admit it. Draco mentally slapped himself for being such a git.
"Just tell her, you moron!" He said to himself. But he knew he couldn't for if he did, she'd laugh at him. Or think he was trying to prank her, "I ruined my chance. I ruined my chance because I was immat
Harry Potter Poetry: RavenclawPotter Poetry: RavenclawHarry Potter Poetry: Ravenclaw2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lost in flight you guide us,
Flying on the currents of wit.
Cawing beaks will judge us,
As you as my creature sees fit.
Your intelligence is the air we breathe,
The gifts of knowledge we receive,
Black soars by a feathers-breadth,
Remaining Ravenclaw's until our death.
The Fangirls Must DieDraco Malfoy sat down at the muggle contraption, "Harry? Why have you brought me here?"The Fangirls Must Die3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Harry just rolled his eyes, "Draco, I told you already! There are muggles out there who bought J.K. Rowling's books and they have a sick sense of humor!"
"So you've brought me to a muggle library?" Draco raised a skeptical eyebrow at the books around him. He hated books.
"This is the only place I could get a computer. Now, hush up!" Harry started hitting keys and a website popped up, "This is called fanfiction. Where muggle fangirls post stories about people at Hogwarts pairing up and they get super graphic! There's everything from Hermoine and you," Draco snorted disgustedly, "To Ron and Luna, to YOU AND ME!"
Draco jumped out of his chair and pointed his wand at the computer, "You will die you blasted muggle machine!"
Harry pulled Draco back into his seat, "Shut up, you moron, you can't just blow up the computer and expect the stories to go away! They're on the internet and they'll be there forever
Notes George walked into his bedroom for the first time since the Battle of Hogwarts. He had shared this room with Fred. To avoid the reality of his twin's tragic death he had been sleeping on the sofa in the living room. But it was time to sort out Fred's belongings.Notes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
George had his eyes closed. He had decided that if he didn't look, he'd wouldn't get overwhelmed with emotion. But He soon came to realise that this wouldn't help. He could still sense Fred in his room. "Damn." George said under his breath as he slowly opened his eyes. A single tear left the corner his right eye. He didn't wipe it away. He just let it slide down the side of his face and roll off his chin.
"Where to start?" George looked around the small, crooked room. He walked over to the window that separates the two single beds and opened it. Only a crack. Fred hated it open all the way. Brought in a breeze, he'd say. "Maybe that'll bring the heat down."
Damned PromisesHe could be at home listening to what would probably pan out to be the most important game of the Quidditch season. He could be working on his new motorcycle. Hell, it was 1:00, he could probably be at the bar already. Surely there'd be some flock of lonely housewives around that time...Damned Promises3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Instead, Sirius was stuck in the monochrome hospital waiting room, sitting on a hard chair and drinking bitter coffee from a styrofoam cup, listening to the wails of pregnant women, the woes of expectant fathers and whines of newborn children. He made no attempt to hide his distaste, punctuating every second breath with an impatient huff or mumble.
"Padfoot!" Remus hissed sharply in reprimand as Sirius' moans grew too loud and drew attention.
Sirius sighed and straightened up in the horrid, cold chair, as he found that he'd been slowly sinking lower with every second. He rubbed his eyes and slumped forward, resting his elbow on his knee and his chin on his hand. Remus chuckled quietly to
the REAL first kiss.The sun shone through the kitchen window pane. Dust particles floated down in the streams of light. He stopped at the kitchen doorway and took a long look at the woman standing in front of him. Her back was turned to him and she was staring out the window to the pastures. She was so motionless; he worried for a split second that a body binding curse had been cast upon her. But then he took a step towards her and the wooden floor creaked beneath him. Her head dropped, and she slowly turned to face him.the REAL first kiss.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He looked at her face. The kind, brown eyes were red and wet. The warm red hair was unkempt. And the lines on her face that told so many stories, stood out more pronounced than ever. The plump womans face broke and she began to sob. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. He was so tall that she could rest her head on his chest. He couldnt hear her cries, but he could feel her body heaving as her hands scrambled for a piece of his shirt. He held her tightly until she finall
Your Surrender"So how about here?"Your Surrender3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Merlin, no!" Lily said exasperatedly as he felt the frustration build in his shoulders.
Their first date was not going as he planned. He had wanted to sweep her off her feet and make her melt at how romantic he was. Though, after she said she didn't want to go to the Three Broomsticks, he had to come up with something new. Snow was beginning to fall around them as he waved at a few mates that were heading over to the Hog's Head.
Turning to look across at Lily, she was staring up at the snow as if she'd been waiting for it. Her deep emerald eyes seemed to sparkle as the snowflakes collected on her eyelashes and throughout her red hair. She looked gorgeous, slightly dusted with shimmering powder as she stuck out her tongue slowly to catch a stray flake. It gave him an idea.
"Stay here, will you? Don't leave, I promise I'll be right back," he put up his hands and grabbed her shoulders as if planting her into the ground. She ki
Rules of Harry Potter Fandom Rules of Harry Potter FandomRules of Harry Potter Fandom7 years ago in Humor More Like This
1.NEVER say that you hate Harry Potter!
2.Read all of the Harry Potter books
3.See all of the movies
4.Even if the movies suck, you must still appreciate their attempt to reach the amazing-ness of the books
5.Go to midnight premiers
6.Dress up at the midnight premiers
7.Jump anyone who shouts out spoilers
8.Have a friend who you talk about Harry Potter with 24/7
9.Eat Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans
10.Always have your wand available
11.To poke people with
12.In the eye
13.Never tell spoilers to friends
14.Be a part of a Harry Potter fansite
16.Listen to Harry Potter podcasts
17.Read books about the books written by authors of other books not assciated with Harry Potter
18.Love J.K.R with all your heart
James Potter and Lily Evans--------------------------------------------------------------------------------James Potter and Lily Evans4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Lily Evans sighed. Being home for the holidays had it's up and down sides. The up side she could see her mother and father and have some of her mothers famous cooking. There were more down sides this year. One Petunia ignored her more than ever, two she couldn't see her friends, and finally Christmas break ment no James Potter.
James Potter an intersesting topic. The two had been made the heads this year to both their surprise, they actuly got along this year surprising everyine even themselves. Lily was falling for him and she had a feeling he knew it too. She remembered the eleven things her father always told her as a small girl.
1)Find the guy that calls you beautiful instead of hot,
James had never once called Lily hot always adorable, cute, beautiful.
2) Who calls you back when you hang up on him,
He had gotten a muggle phone just to talk to her. He called yesterday and fought about the l
Killing with Kindness PrologueThird Year Hermione Jean Granger was scowling at her schedule; she hated Divination and really didn't feel like going to class today. She couldn't stand Professor Trelawney and her bogus area of study. Divination wasn't even real magic; it was just guesswork and BS-ing your way through. But, then again, if Harry and Ron had anything to say about it, ALL their classes were just guesswork and BS.Killing with Kindness Prologue2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hermione sighed and pulled the time-turner out of her robes; she'd have to go to class, or face the revocation of her double classes and the time-turner. She began to turn the rotating magical hourglass, but suddenly, Draco Malfoy slammed into her, sending the time-turner into a frenzied spin.
"Crap," Hermione said before the scene around her began rushing backwards. The sun rose and set outside the window to her right and kids rushed to and from in the hallway. Summers came and went, and all the seasons passed in reverse right before her eyes. She had no idea how far she was going to go back, b