This is to update this journal so it won't be deleted.

Once upon a time in my life, I didn't know anything about loyalty. It was just another word that people threw around to try and get things from other people or to try and keep other people from hitting them. My aunt and uncle never showed me any. In any altercation, Dudley was always right and I was the one who inevitably started anything just ( Read more... )

( Don't know who the Hendersons are, but they're moving out. )

Comfort is a fireplace in the common room with the skritch of Hermione's and Ginny's pens underscoring the soft slide of wizarding chess pieces as Ron and I play. Every once in a while, one or the other pen will stop and one of them will watch to see who's winning, usually it's Ron. It's winter break and it may be cold outside, but these quiet ( Read more... )

I can't say much about my own mother. She died when I was very small. The only memory I have of her is her scream and the flash of green light as Voldemort killed her. I've seen her from Snape's memory, but it isn't the same ( Read more... )

What was/is your childhood ambition?I only had one burning ambition when I was younger. I wanted to get away from the Dursleys. I wanted out of the cupboard they stuffed me into to keep me out of sight. I used to dream all kinds of things I'd do to get away from them. I once got myself as lost as I could, hoping some policeman would find me and ( Read more... )

( I'm Ron! )

Perception: Generally speaking, how do you think others perceive you?They keep telling me that fame is fleeting. I don't care because, despite what they think, I don't want it! Since the day I was old enough to be out of my immediate neighborhood, people have stared at me, seeing only what they want to see - the Dursley's idiot, ungrateful nephew ( Read more... )

Close your eyes and think about what you've been missing in your life lately. It could be a person, pet, place, thing, occasion, feeling. Anything at all that you miss dearly.Harry stares at the white tomb, feeling more lost than he ever has in his life. The mourners have long left and he has made his own intentions clear, but still he has to ( Read more... )

Fortune: Some people have it, some people seek it, some claim to predict it, and some say that it favors the brave. Write a ficlette inspired by the word "fortune."Fortune, for Harry, runs hot and cold. Fortunate child of unfortunate parents. Famous boy of infamy. Harry's entire life is proof that all things have consequences and that fortune ( Read more... )