This result makes me a bit nervous.

You Should Be a Fiery Redhead
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Happy Christmas, everyone. Hope yours was as good as mine.

Harry, Mum has a gift for you when you stop by. Three guesses on what it is, mate, but I'll bet you a bottle of firewhiskey that you'll only need one.

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Er, well. Lots of things actually. That's not too hard of a question. If a boggart happened to jump right in front of me now, I could mostly guarantee that a big, hairy, nasty spider would appear. Goes back to the days when Harry and I nearly got eaten by a load of Aragog's flesh-eating babies. Always had a fear of them before that anyway and ( Read more... )

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The one time I can think of that I wished I had a camera or some sort of device that would capture an image isn't too hard guess. And, of course, I wouldn't have had the camera anyway. It's hard to hold up a camera while riding a broom around on the Quidditch field saving one quaffle after another. Yeah, that's when I wished I could have had a ( Read more... )

Not to just go right on with what Harry said, but life isn't a game. There are victories and there are losses, but nothing about it is a game. Might seem like it sometimes, though. Maybe the closest game to compare life to is a game of Wizard's Chess. Two sides set out against the each, working towards one goal. Checkmate ( Read more... )

It's not as if Ron has never grown his hair out longer than some. His brothers have all done the same at one point or another. Except when he wakes up, Ron simply stares at the red locks that hang in front of his eyes. It wasn't quite this length when he went to bed. Sitting up slowly, he realizes that his entire body feels strange. That's ( Read more... )

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Hey, Harry, this thing wants me to dress up as you.


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