"MUM, you bought the 'No pulp' kind again..." I grumble, grimacing with my first sip of orange juice.
"Sorry, dear. I always forget which kind you like," she apologizes.
"It's 'SOME pulp'," I remind her for what must be the millionth time.
She scribbles something on the grocery list tacked to the inside of the silverware cupboard door.
"Run out and get the mail?" She asks.
I run my thumb up the stack of napkins that sits on the table. "Do I have to?"
She turns around and gives me a look that usually means No-dear-you-don't-have-to-but-if-you-don't-I'm-going-to-buy-more-no-pulp-orange-juice.
I groan and stumble out the door, still in my pale-blue nightgown. It's not yet light, but mum loves it when we get up early to "Get a fresh start on the day," so I'm stuck getting up at this ungodly hour of the morning, although my little sister Amelia gets off easy, only having to be awake by 7:00. By my estimate, it's about 6:30 right now.
Our mailbox is made of dull iron and the flag is rusted in place so it's always half-up-half-down. I try to do everything I can for our old house. I took over all the repairs when dad left. I should really have fixed that old mailbox long ago.
My parents aren't divorced, but my dad has a job as a professor somewhere in London, and it keeps him away except in the summer months. He left a month early this year to "Get his classroom ready." How long does it take to decorate a classroom?
It doesn't matter. I shouldn't doubt my dad, as he's always been very loving and kind to me. When he's home.
I open up the mailbox, and, shooing away a spider, look through the mail as I'm carrying it into the house. Bill... bill... ad for nose hair removal... ad for back-to-school supplies (Mum'll love that)... Letter to mum... What? What's this? A letter addressed to me?
Ms. Arabell McGeorge
34 Privet Drive
Little Whinging,
Surrey
From somewhere called "Hogwarts". Hmm. I pull my iPhone out of my back pocket and type in "Hogwarts."
Nothing. Google finds an ad for a butcher's shop somewhere in Greenwich called the Hog's Wart, but I doubt the butcher's shop is offering me a job.
I step into the house and hand my mum the other letters. I sit down at the table, push my orange juice and cold oatmeal aside, and open the letter...
~~~~END OF CHAPTER ONE~~~~
I'll update once a week.
Hope you enjoyed :3
"Sorry, dear. I always forget which kind you like," she apologizes.
"It's 'SOME pulp'," I remind her for what must be the millionth time.
She scribbles something on the grocery list tacked to the inside of the silverware cupboard door.
"Run out and get the mail?" She asks.
I run my thumb up the stack of napkins that sits on the table. "Do I have to?"
She turns around and gives me a look that usually means No-dear-you-don't-have-to-but-if-you-don't-I'm-going-to-buy-more-no-pulp-orange-juice.
I groan and stumble out the door, still in my pale-blue nightgown. It's not yet light, but mum loves it when we get up early to "Get a fresh start on the day," so I'm stuck getting up at this ungodly hour of the morning, although my little sister Amelia gets off easy, only having to be awake by 7:00. By my estimate, it's about 6:30 right now.
Our mailbox is made of dull iron and the flag is rusted in place so it's always half-up-half-down. I try to do everything I can for our old house. I took over all the repairs when dad left. I should really have fixed that old mailbox long ago.
My parents aren't divorced, but my dad has a job as a professor somewhere in London, and it keeps him away except in the summer months. He left a month early this year to "Get his classroom ready." How long does it take to decorate a classroom?
It doesn't matter. I shouldn't doubt my dad, as he's always been very loving and kind to me. When he's home.
I open up the mailbox, and, shooing away a spider, look through the mail as I'm carrying it into the house. Bill... bill... ad for nose hair removal... ad for back-to-school supplies (Mum'll love that)... Letter to mum... What? What's this? A letter addressed to me?
Ms. Arabell McGeorge
34 Privet Drive
Little Whinging,
Surrey
From somewhere called "Hogwarts". Hmm. I pull my iPhone out of my back pocket and type in "Hogwarts."
Nothing. Google finds an ad for a butcher's shop somewhere in Greenwich called the Hog's Wart, but I doubt the butcher's shop is offering me a job.
I step into the house and hand my mum the other letters. I sit down at the table, push my orange juice and cold oatmeal aside, and open the letter...
~~~~END OF CHAPTER ONE~~~~
I'll update once a week.
Hope you enjoyed :3
What? What's this? A letter addressed to me?
Slytherin the house of apparent "evil." If you think about it the kids in Slytherin that went with Voldemort granted probably went with him because they were sick of being rejected. Nobody wanted to be friends with the Slytherins and automatically assumed them evil not to mention the fact that some were pressured by their parents such as Draco. Nobody considers the fact that his dad abuses him mentally and is often rough with him so nobody knows what happens behind closed doors.In my opinion people are way to quick to judge Slytherins without considering their pasts and the pressure put upon them.Thefore,Slytherins may be more misunderstood than bad.
Emma Watson
The “Regression” actress tweeted that “she can’t wait to see” Dumezweni revive the role in the upcoming London stage production of “Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.”
Watson would always be remembered as the female lead role when it comes to “Harry Potter” films. Watson started playing the role of Hermoine Granger from the age of 11 and continued for 10 years, alongside the titular actor Daniel Radcliffe and Rupert Grint who played as Ron Weasley.
Its a Stage Show!
Some Websites Posts its a Prequel Of harry potter movie series but its only a stage show playing next year!
Play Details: Based on an original, new story by J.K. Rowling, Jack Thorne and John Tiffany, Harry Potter And The Cursed Child, a new play by Jack Thorne will receive its world premiere in London's West End in the summer of 2016 at the Palace Theatre.
Produced by Sonia Friedman Productions, Colin Callender’s Playground Entertainment and Harry Potter Theatrical Productions.
Harry Potter And The Cursed Child, will be directed by John Tiffany with movement by Steven Hoggett, set designs by Christine Jones, costumes by Katrina Lindsay, lighting by Neil Austin, music by Imogen Heap, sound by Gareth Fry and special effects by Jeremy Chernick.
If you look at Lily and James you notice they are very similar to Harry and Ginny.
Looks
Ginny has red hair and brown eyes. Harry has dark hair and green eyes. Switch them around... you get James and Lily! Lily has RED hair and GREEN eyes. James has DARK hair and BROWN eyes.
"I never really gave up on you"
Ginny had a crush on Harry. And James had a crush on Lily (mentioned by Snape, he did ask her out).
Both Lily and Harry showed no interest, but at some stage they fell for them.
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Apart from that there is nothing that shows they're very similar.
Looks
Ginny has red hair and brown eyes. Harry has dark hair and green eyes. Switch them around... you get James and Lily! Lily has RED hair and GREEN eyes. James has DARK hair and BROWN eyes.
"I never really gave up on you"
Ginny had a crush on Harry. And James had a crush on Lily (mentioned by Snape, he did ask her out).
Both Lily and Harry showed no interest, but at some stage they fell for them.
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Apart from that there is nothing that shows they're very similar.
