Remember my artigo about me retiring from composição literária fã fiction? Yep, going to miss those days. But that's not what I am composição literária this one about. This time is what I have found when I went back to my fã Fiction account. Shown in the screenshot below, I have all those fã fictions I have either never got around to finish them nor abandoned them completely. I completely forget about them. I only went to read other people's beautiful work. Insane, right? Today, I went to see if I have to clear out any of my work for my retirement and I wanted to show them to you. 3 out of 4 of these are actually up and running, ready to be read. I believe I have posted a link to fanfiction.com and you have to look up my work. All my other work is still on SFAF and a limited of spots. Thought you like to know. I can't believe I had all these stories I left. My username is the same of there as of on here. It will be easy to find me if you do have a fã fiction account. I will surely miss composição literária for you guys. If you guys want, I'll post what I have written on there to here so you would not have to go through all the trouble to procurar up my work and make an account to save it forever.
- Kaitlyn
- Kaitlyn
Apparently, there is suppose to be mais Muggle classes like painting at Hogwarts. But the Ministry refused because our last Muggle Studies professor got killed por Lord Voldemort (sorry) and they think we should learn mais magic than learning what Muggles do.
I want you guys' opinion if you, the students and professors, want mais Muggle classes. mais magic classes. Or both.
In my opinion, we should even out the magic classes and Muggle classes. Either way, we can fit in with Muggles and understand their world. I don't think the Ministry should be keeping us away and marrying Muggles. Without them, our kind would of wiped out like death.
I want you guys' opinion if you, the students and professors, want mais Muggle classes. mais magic classes. Or both.
In my opinion, we should even out the magic classes and Muggle classes. Either way, we can fit in with Muggles and understand their world. I don't think the Ministry should be keeping us away and marrying Muggles. Without them, our kind would of wiped out like death.
((This is in now way Potter-related. It's just a quick scene. Any of you with siblings can sympathize.))
*my phone rings*
Em: oi Sis!
*click*
*phone rings again*
Em: Hey. Hey. Hey.
*click*
*Mom's phone rings*
Em: She hung up on me!
Mom: And that's surprising?
Em: I'm going to try again.
*click*
*my phone rings*
Em: Hi.
Me: No.
*click*
And there you have it. Something we can all relate to in some way.
Special thanks to my sister and my mom for inspiring this little scene. Yes, this will eventually happen.
*my phone rings*
Em: oi Sis!
*click*
*phone rings again*
Em: Hey. Hey. Hey.
*click*
*Mom's phone rings*
Em: She hung up on me!
Mom: And that's surprising?
Em: I'm going to try again.
*click*
*my phone rings*
Em: Hi.
Me: No.
*click*
And there you have it. Something we can all relate to in some way.
Special thanks to my sister and my mom for inspiring this little scene. Yes, this will eventually happen.
80 Years Later
Sirius and Lily Black looked down at the tombstones. “Very funny how life works, guys.” He said, smiling a little. “Hated each other, worst enemies… what made you change?”
Lily sighed. “You were good men. No, great.”
Sirius looked her over, and then hugged her. “I can still hear you two, coming over at our jantar table… bickering a little, yeah, but mostly talking and having fun.”
Lily bowed her head. “They both loved me, didn’t they?”
“Maybe.”
A little farther away Henry, Thomas, Jacob and Rose were playing together. The Blacks loved their grandchildren with all their heart, and loved their merry feet as they zigzagged across the tombstones, racing.
The leap of faith was over for them.
All was well at last.
Sirius and Lily Black looked down at the tombstones. “Very funny how life works, guys.” He said, smiling a little. “Hated each other, worst enemies… what made you change?”
Lily sighed. “You were good men. No, great.”
Sirius looked her over, and then hugged her. “I can still hear you two, coming over at our jantar table… bickering a little, yeah, but mostly talking and having fun.”
Lily bowed her head. “They both loved me, didn’t they?”
“Maybe.”
A little farther away Henry, Thomas, Jacob and Rose were playing together. The Blacks loved their grandchildren with all their heart, and loved their merry feet as they zigzagged across the tombstones, racing.
The leap of faith was over for them.
All was well at last.