Fred + George Weasley AnalysisFred + George Weasley Analysis8 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
DistractedHermione was spending Easter Holidays at the Burrow along with her parents. She didn't want to spend Easter away from them, not now that things seemed to be getting back to normal, but she didn't want to spend Easter away from Ron either, so she was ecstatic (and more than a little surprised if she was honest with herself) when her parents agreed with her suggestion to spend Easter at the Burrow.Distracted4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Currently she was cuddled up on the sofa revising for her N.E.W.T.s. Arthur and Molly had taken her parents to Diagon Alley to show them around and would be back in the evening, Harry and Ginny had gone out for a walk, George was at the shop, and Ron was taking a shower.
She was so engrossed in her studying that she didn't hear Ron entering the room, creeping behind her and grabbing the book out of her hands.
"Ron! Firstly, don't do that! You nearly gave me a heart-attack! And secondly, give me my book back!"
"I think you've done enough studying for today Hermione."
She stood and marched over
An Open Letter to J.K. RowlingIt's the end of a decade; now the nostalgia and memories begin, or is it even too early for that?An Open Letter to J.K. Rowling4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At one point or another, all of us wanted to find that Hogwarts note in our mail box
Sometimes, when we drifted to sleep at night, it was enticing to think about meeting Harry himself,
wander the giant, capacious halls of the elusive school of wizardry
Maybe, some boring days at school or work, we find ourselves closing our eyes
and hearing "20 points lost for Gryffindor" and staring dismally
into the bright contents of an unknown potion that does God-knows-what because
you know you were half-asleep during the hooked nose Professor Snape's lecture
There's been times where we reach into our pockets for a magic wand that doesn't exist,
when we look at the desk top where our owl should be, but the cage is missing
Somehow, this has seeped into our lives and touched us in such an unimaginable, enchanting way
Harry and his friends may be just fictitious characters in a book series,
yet, in some
'Post War': Part I- 'The visit' - Chapter I'Post War': Part I- 'The visit' - Chapter I4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Spinner´s End, Cokeworth, Northern England.
Severus put down the book and puffed heavily. It was the sixth time the bloody doorbell had rung.
Probably the teenage delinquents who were in the inconvenient habit of roaming Spinner´s End on occasion. During the past few years, they had been coming over to that abandoned part of town whenever they felt bored or were being chased by the police. As a matter of fact, with the street´s alarming state of decay, most of its houses deserted, it was rather surprising that the juvenile gangster-hopefuls didn´t come around to "visit" more often.
Spinner´s End was after all a perfect hiding place...Nobody better than Severus knew that...
But the fact was that Spinner´s End was ruined to such a degree that not even those little punks took a more than passing interest in it. Sometimes they entered an abandoned house to smoke, played some loud music (that is, if that godawful cacophony could be call
Dramione chap1 - first meetingHermione Granger carefully ladled the Polyjuice Potion into three flasks. It was her second year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and already they were doing something that would break fifty school rules on this snowy and heavily planned Christmas Day. Today, herself and her two best friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, would go on a dangerous mission to try get some information about the attacks that were happening around the school during the year. They were convinced that a Slytherin boy, Draco Malfoy, was behind the opening of the so-called 'Chamber of Secrets' and the attacks on the Muggle-borns. They were all going to change into different Slytherins, so that they could easily get information out of Malfoy. This changing into different people required a complex potion that the trio had been toiling over for months. Now it was ready and, finally, they would get the truth of the Chamber of Secrets.Dramione chap1 - first meeting8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After they added the personal items to the potion (with snide comment
Dear GeorgeDear George,Dear George4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I know that you are wondering whatever to that letter Mum told you to write. You think that you might have lost it, might have thrown it away on accident, or that Mum has it somewhere. But honestly, isn't that all a bit stupid, George?
I have it. You might think that this is a cruel prank that Ron is pulling on you, but it's not. Fred Weasley is the only one who makes cruel pranks. Yes George, Fred the perfect angel has it. I've been reading it non-stop. I just can't stop reading it.
I realized that things would be different when I died. Everything about you would be different, and that was the one thing on my mind when I died. How you would be alone, how you wouldn't be a twin anymore. I ruined our plans of dying at the exact same moment. Nobody would hear anything from the more handsome and charismatic twin ever again.
It's quite fun up here, actually. Tonks and I have to constantly remind Lupin that he is now with his friends and now he won't be turning in to any wolf a
teddy's hogwarts letterteddy's hogwarts letter3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. ~From a headstone in Ireland
Teddy came through the door in a rush, his letter gripped in his hand.
"I got it! I got it!" he said, doing a jump in the air.
Harry and Ginny were at the breakfast table with Gran, and in seconds their faces split into giant grins. James let out a roar of approval. Lily, covered in jam, giggled and clapped from her high chair, thoroughly amused by all the sounds coming from her brother.
"He got what?" Al asked.
"His Hogwarts letter!"
Al quietly smiled. Even at three he knew it was something good.
"I'm so proud of you, Teddy," said Gran, dabbing at her eyes with a napkin.
"Me too," said Harry, giving Teddy a warm smile.
Teddy suddenly felt his smile begin to fade. His hand went to the back of his head as he looked at the ground.
"What is it?" asked Ginny.
"I just... I wish my mum and dad could be here, you know?"
"They are," said Gran giving a gesture around them.
"Yeah, you kn
I Choose YouI get it. You choose him.I Choose You8 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hermione had never heard Ron say something so untrue. As she ran out into the night after him, screaming his name, all she wanted to do was tell Ron that she did choose him. She always had.
This memory came to Hermione as she lay in her bed, with Ron snoring loudly beside her. The sun was beginning to peek through the blinds of the window, and the room was slowly bathed in golden light.
As she continued to watch Ron sleeping, even more memories came flooding into her mind to complement the one from the Horcrux hunt.
She was in fourth year, and she was standing at opposite sides of the common room from Ron. Both of them were extremely angry...
"How can you have gone to the ball with that git Krum? Ron was shouting at her.
Well, if you dont like it, you know what the solution is, dont you? It was naïve to the point of foolishness for her to believe that Ron actually did know what the solution was, but she shouted it a
My Felix ValentineHermione made her way downstairs, to the Great Hall, rather unwillingly that morning. This year, Valentine's Day was going to be particularly awful, and she knew it.My Felix Valentine5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ginny was sitting at the Gryffindor table when she got there; she was alone and looking prettier than usual.
'Hi, Hermione!' she greeted her, beaming.
'Hi, Ginny. Have plans, I see,' she pointed out, feeling happy for Ginny.
'Well, of course! It's Valentines, after all. Dean and I are going to Hogsmeade together.'
Ginny spotted Hermione's blue mood behind her sincere but faltering smile. 'And... what are you up to today?'
'What would you expect me to do?'
'Oh, I don't know, going on a date with McLaggen?' Ginny asked maliciously.
'Of course. I'll stay here; I've got a thousand of things to do.'
'Don't you want to join us later?'
Ginny seemed resolute against Hermione spending all the day alone. Probably not because she thought she would feel affected by not having a date on Valentine's Day, Hermione was b
8. RiddleGinny watched a strange look cross Ron and Hermione's faces as she leaned against her mother. Both stood at the same time as the look faded and walked briskly to the entrance of the Great Hall, and that was when Ginny knew Harry was with them. She hadn't spoken to him since he shooed her from the Room of Requirement, hadn't stopped thinking about him since a funny feeling went through her while searching the grounds, hadn't stopped wanting to hold him since she saw him in Hagrid's arms. She yearned to follow the three of them, to latch onto Harry's arm and never let it go again, but she knew the time wasn't right. He wasn't ready for her, and she wasn't ready for him. Not yet.8. Riddle3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She stood up and left her mother's side. None of her family seemed to notice. Bill and Fleur were wrapped so tightly together that it was difficult to tell whose robes were whose; Percy and Charlie were talking quietly, their eyes full o
My Beautiful PrincessHermione you idiot. Why did you have to stay at the Library this late to study for your charms exam? You already know all the way up to the 7th years spells! It was currently two hours past curfew and Hermione was scolding herself while packing up her books to get back to the common room. Now just be careful, you don't have the Marauda's map so you don't know who may be lurking out in the halls.My Beautiful Princess4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Carefully making her way out of the Library, unlocking the doors with a quiet 'Alohamora', before making her way to the Grand Staircases. Moving in the dark with only her wand to light the way did no good for the Gryffindor as she found herself easily lost on the fifth floor. Hoping to not get caught by Filch, Hermione cautiously made her way to the prefects bathroom. Slipping inside the bathroom, Hermione didn't notice it was already occupied.
"My my, if it isn't the Gryffindor Princess out past curfew." came a vile voice behind her. Hermione instantly froze, easily recognizing the voice even
FLIRTING?Harry and Ginny were standing in the kitchen witnessing yet another bickering war between Ron and Hermione.FLIRTING?4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You can't mean that?" Ron bellowed
"Oh But I do"
"Quidditch isn't a waste of time; just because you can't play it doesn't mean you can call it that!"
"For your information I can play, Right Harry?"
"I'm staying out of this."
"Ginny?" she pleaded
"You are getting better but "
"But?" she bit angrily
"But this is between you and Ron, come on Harry let's leave these two to it then?"
"Anything to get out of here" he said following her out.
As they walked the grounds of the Burrows, Harry said "Thanks for getting me out there"
"You're welcome, they should just snog each other and get it over with."
"Yes you would have to be blind not to see how much they love each other."
"Good I thought I was going barmy."
"You might be just being friends with Ron."
"Might be going crazy because of you too" He thought but didn't say it. Instead he laughed it off and looked up i
Cross my heartFor the second time in twenty-four hours, Hermione woke up not knowing where she was. She sat up, holding the bedcovers around her, before she remembered the previous night. Realising that she must be in one of the twenty-seven spare bedrooms at Malfoy Manor, she looked around the spacious, powder blue room with interest.Cross my heart6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was a timid knock at the door, and a tiny House-elf poked its head in.
Good morning, Hermione said politely.
Good morning, Miss, the elf squeaked, and she thought this one might be female. My name is Dottie, Miss, and I have been sent to give Miss her breakfast.
Thank-you Dottie, thats very kind of you, she said as the elf carried in a tray almost as big as it towards the bed. She placed the tray on Hermiones lap, revealing toast, eggs and bacon cooked to perfection, along with a glass of orange juice. The elf bowed. If Miss should require anything else, please call Dottie. I shall go fetch clothes whil
Harry Potter: Quite a handfulHermione sat in the gryffindor common room, reading her favorite spell book, wand in hand if she wanted to try a simple one.Harry Potter: Quite a handful3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hermione!" She could hear Harry and Ron running in to find her. She tried to ignore them, but again they beckoned her. "Hermione! Hey, Hermione!" Ron was running so fast he almost couldn't stop himself. His legs hit the side of her chair and he involuntarily leaned over her.
"What could you two possibly want?" She grumbled, barely glancing up from her book.
"Look at what we learned how to do." Harry flicked his wand and said a random spell. Hermione looked up to say something, but stopped when she saw that the spell had switched the two boy's hair colors around. Harry was now a red head, which looked odd, and Ron was a brunette, and this made him appear less annoying.
"I don't have time for this." Hermione went back to reading her book and waved the two boys off with a wave of her hand. But she realized all too late what she did. She had waved the hand holding t
Tom Marvolo RiddleTOM MARVOLO RIDDLETom Marvolo Riddle5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
June 27th, 1936
I'm so confused now, I don't know what to believe what's real and what's fantasy anymore. This old git of a man, Dumble. . . something, hmmm Dumbledore, maybe. . yes that was it! He came by my orphanage today and told me things, strange things that I wouldn't believe, that is if odd things hadn't already been happening. I'm always make things happen that I could never explain. Not even if the answer was right in front of my face would I be able to explain these strange acts of, as Dumbledore called them, magic. Magic. Is that really even possible? I thought that magic was something that people did when they pulled rabbits out of hats, or, or, I don't know. Cut people in half with a saw and nothing happen to them? Never would I think that it meant people, like me, being able to talk to snakes, or if one of the other kids would push me or bump into me sometimes something just took control of me and something bad would happen to them. I never knew how or
AcceptanceAcceptance4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
October, 31, 2005
Severus didn´t want a child.
And yet...here it was...
Severus approached the cradle with feather light footsteps. It was a simple but elegant piece of furniture, made out of heavy and dark oak wood...an heirloom of Evelyn´s family, that her mother had insisted on giving them. A wealth of delicate white and blue covers and a veil of rich Irish lace protected it´s tiny occupant from the late October chill.
His long fingers drew back the covers to reveal the child to his sleep deprived eyes. A child who was no more than an hour old. A child that wasn´t expected. A mistake that shouldn´t have happened, as far as his father had been concerned.
He didn´t want a child...
Most people take parental instinct for granted...They imagine it´s only natural for parents to love their children. It just happened...But Severus knew better...In fact he knew from experience that it just wasn´t that simple...Nowhere near that simple...
And that was p
Padfoot and Prongs: Moving InPadfoot and Prongs: Moving In3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It had been a long hot day. James's hair stuck to the back of his neck as he walked down the path to the gate in front of his parent's cottage. He leaned over it, sighing, as there was no sign of life moving along the dirt road. The wind was picking up now, rolling across the field that bordered the road, rippling it as though it were a great golden ocean. Dark clouds were appearing on the horizon, framing the gold with dark blue. James looked over into Mrs. Wittle's yard, where the well endowed Mrs. Wittle herself was hastily pulling down her laundry in anticipation of the impending storm. She glanced at the clouds worryingly as she pulled down her last pair of pinstriped knickers, catching James in her eyesight and waving. James waved back, watching as she turned and collected her lawn gnomes and took them inside with her. James turned his attention back to the road, ruffling his hair in the wind. No sign of Sirius yet, but his excitement was mounting as the clouds approached. The da
Epilogue - Dramione Veela Fic"Do we have to?"Epilogue - Dramione Veela Fic6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yes," Draco said firmly, stalking towards the Great Hall.
"Pansy, Granger is a big part of my life now and I want you to get to know her."
"Why?" she whined louder, letting him drag her along.
"Because you're my best friend, Pans," Draco said, casting a glance over his shoulder at the pouting girl.
"Can't she come sit with us?" she said as they walked between the tables, heading to the other side of the Hall for a change.
"Are you kidding? The Slytherins would tear her apart or try to anyway," he said. "At least Pothead and the Weasel will try to be civil."
Granger looked up at them as they approached and smiled. "Hey," she said softly, the sound of her voice making the Mark on his neck tingle.
"Hi," he replied, smiling foolishly as he bent to kiss her and take the empty seat she had saved at the Gryffindor table for him.
Pansy threw herself onto the bench next to him with bad grace, opposite the Weasel, who was glaring, muttering under
Harry and GinnyIt was just as he'd imagined it. That first time he let his lips touch hers. He had spent lots of time dreaming about it, wondering what it would feel like if he was with Ginny, not Dean. He'd spend his nights thinking about her beauty, how her vibrant red hair was so perfect, how her pale skin was so smooth and pretty. About that flowery smell she carried that made him think of pink, blue, and butterflies. It was so perfect. She was perfect.Harry and Ginny7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So now they were by the lake during free period, just sitting and talking. Harry had Ginny's hand in his as he spoke. "How's your day been so far?" he asked with mild interest. He asked how her day was every day - sometimes she reported with bad news, and other times she was just in an ecstatic mood. He liked to comfort her when she was doen.
"It's been fine, and you?" she replied, watching Harry play with her long fingers.
"Fine," Harry answered, looking up at the girl he loved. A smile danced on his lips and he leaned forward to pr
Couch - A Drarry TaleHermione broke the couch.Couch - A Drarry Tale4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She hadn't meant to, of course, but it was what it was and what it was was that Hermione, 8 months pregnant, was a big unit and that couch was almost as old and she was.
It had taken two cups of herbal tea and all the flattery in the world to stem the unbelievable flow of tears that ensued but when she was finally gone, the couch was still broken.
Harry and Draco stood staring at it with a curious undertone of sadness.
"This is weird..." Harry finally murmured, "It's weird, right?"
Draco paused, "Well, we've had it since we moved in. We christened it that first night."
Harry smirked at the memory, "There was nothing holy about what we did on that couch."
Draco scoffed his agreement.
"We can just repair it." he suggested, flourishing his wand lazily.
Harry thought about it.
"I dunno. Maybe we could do with a new couch?"
Draco sighed, "Oh Merlin, this isn't going to turn into another one of your crusades for furniture that matches the apartment, is it?"
Dramione: SolutionsDramione: SolutionsDramione: Solutions6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hermione broke off from the kiss with Draco to stare into the horrified faces of her friends. She started blushing, her face heating up until she thought that it would fry right off her skull.
"Uh, hey, guys," she said in a total trying-to-be-casual voice. "What's up?"
Harry and Ron just stared at her in total shock. Ron's face was starting to resemble a beet, and Harry's face what getting as white as paper. His mouth was open, and Hermione had to stop herself from telling him to close it before a fly flew into it. The moment was just too tense for that sort of humor.
Draco was still standing behind her, and Hermione turned around and looked at him with desperate eyes. She didn't know what to do here, and clearly her two best friends were having an episode. Draco normally knew what to do in these sorts of situations.
Draco saw the look and took over the situations. "Potter, Weasley, close your mouths before a fly makes them their home. Although I don't k
100 Things Not To Do in HP100 Things Not to Do Should You Ever Find Yourself in the Harry Potter Series100 Things Not To Do in HP10 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Never use a permenant black (or red) sharpie marker draw a Dark Mark on your or someone else's arm as a joke. (This means you CEH...)
2. Don't give Remus a flea collar or any other type of anti-flea merchandise as a gift.
3. Don't hug Fenrir on full moon. (Sorry. Had to put this as part of an inside joke...)
4. Never EVER discuss Voldemort's family history with him.
5. Don't refer to Severus as "Snapie-poo", especially not to his face.
6. Don't REALLY give Dumbledore acid pops! He doesn't enjoy them! That was just the password! O.O
7. Don't ask McGonagall how often she gets hairballs.
8. Don't try to have a staring contest with a basilisk.
9. Don't try to wear a lethifold. (a cloak-like monster that eats people. My online friend told me about this one...)
10. Don't call him Muffin or he'll nail you to the door.
11. Don't bring a My First Chemistry Set to potions class.
12. Don't dance around singing the Po