((This one is guaranteed to be funny, if you remember SS at all.
So, what happens when history repeats itself?))
Three first years lounged around the lake, celebrating the end of exams. One was a girl with thick dark brown hair. She was leaning against the tronco, porta-malas of thed old oak tree, her nose buried in a thick book.
The segundo of the trio was a boy, who had his arm around the girl's shoulders. He was also staring at the book. He was rather small and skinny, with round glasses, untidy black hair, and a spattering of freckles across his face.
The last of the three was mais on the handsome side, with sleek blond hair. He felt a bit awkward around the couple. After all, he had hexed one just becaause of who he hung out with and the other…well, she was hard to place. Johanna, Albus, and Scorpius had a knack for finding adventures. They, along with James, Ruby, and Sierra, had already been in the Forbidden Forest twice this year, just to prove they could. Well, Jo, as Albus and James called her, wanted to see if something was still there. The others would try to get respostas out of her, but she answred them like a centaur.
"Ask your father," she had said to Albus and James.
"Read the books," she told Ruby and Sierra.
"You wouldn't understand," she said to Scorpius. After that, they just stopped asking perguntas and went with her wild theories. Albus and James had written início about her once. Their father's answer was very surprising.
Boys,
I once knew a girl just as odd as Johanna. Her name was Luna Lovegood. She and her father believed the most ridiculous stories. But it was also one of those stories that helped me realize the true identity of my Cloak.
She seems like a nice girl, (your mum told me to write that) so I don't see any problem at all. If it makes you feel any better, I'll check up on her. We're between cases right now.
Have a good rest of term and don't eat any of Hhaagrid's treacle fudge, it'll glue your mouth shut (long story, short parchment).
Love,
Dad
Today, the trio, or rather, Jo, had the idea to gopoking around the third floor corridor on the right-hand side. Unfortunately, they didn't get any further thanthe entrance hall before they ran into Snape. Literally ran into him. Scorpius actually collided with him.
"What are you three doing inside on a dia like today? People might think you're…up…to something," he said, glaring down at them.
"Wow, deja vu," Jo said, taking off her glasses to clean them.
"What's deja vu?" Al asked as soon as they were outf of earshot.
"It's when you feel like you've done something already, of heard something before, in certain circumstances. Right now, I felt it because I read about Snapesaying that exact same thing, standing in that same spot."
"Weird."
"You have no idea."
So, what happens when history repeats itself?))
Three first years lounged around the lake, celebrating the end of exams. One was a girl with thick dark brown hair. She was leaning against the tronco, porta-malas of thed old oak tree, her nose buried in a thick book.
The segundo of the trio was a boy, who had his arm around the girl's shoulders. He was also staring at the book. He was rather small and skinny, with round glasses, untidy black hair, and a spattering of freckles across his face.
The last of the three was mais on the handsome side, with sleek blond hair. He felt a bit awkward around the couple. After all, he had hexed one just becaause of who he hung out with and the other…well, she was hard to place. Johanna, Albus, and Scorpius had a knack for finding adventures. They, along with James, Ruby, and Sierra, had already been in the Forbidden Forest twice this year, just to prove they could. Well, Jo, as Albus and James called her, wanted to see if something was still there. The others would try to get respostas out of her, but she answred them like a centaur.
"Ask your father," she had said to Albus and James.
"Read the books," she told Ruby and Sierra.
"You wouldn't understand," she said to Scorpius. After that, they just stopped asking perguntas and went with her wild theories. Albus and James had written início about her once. Their father's answer was very surprising.
Boys,
I once knew a girl just as odd as Johanna. Her name was Luna Lovegood. She and her father believed the most ridiculous stories. But it was also one of those stories that helped me realize the true identity of my Cloak.
She seems like a nice girl, (your mum told me to write that) so I don't see any problem at all. If it makes you feel any better, I'll check up on her. We're between cases right now.
Have a good rest of term and don't eat any of Hhaagrid's treacle fudge, it'll glue your mouth shut (long story, short parchment).
Love,
Dad
Today, the trio, or rather, Jo, had the idea to gopoking around the third floor corridor on the right-hand side. Unfortunately, they didn't get any further thanthe entrance hall before they ran into Snape. Literally ran into him. Scorpius actually collided with him.
"What are you three doing inside on a dia like today? People might think you're…up…to something," he said, glaring down at them.
"Wow, deja vu," Jo said, taking off her glasses to clean them.
"What's deja vu?" Al asked as soon as they were outf of earshot.
"It's when you feel like you've done something already, of heard something before, in certain circumstances. Right now, I felt it because I read about Snapesaying that exact same thing, standing in that same spot."
"Weird."
"You have no idea."
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.