My birthday? Hm.... I would like a new broom. Mine's really out of date now.

A really good birthday present would be my mum finally telling me what she's been keeping from me for practically my whole life. But that would only happen in my dreams.

*shrugs* I dunno. It doesn't really matter, I guess.

What would be the weapon of your choice?I would say my fists, but if I were up against another witch or wizard, I reckon they'd be able to curse me before I could get close enough to hit them, as much as I'd like to. So I suppose I would have to settle for my wand. It's the most sensible weapon I think a wizard could have, considering the magic ( Read more... )

Immortality?

Forever. That's a long time. I reckon that'd give me enough time to put all those secrets to rest, and to discover who I really am.

But no. I don't think I'd take it. 'Cause, really, if I never get to solve all these mysteries in my mortal lifetime, then I s'pose I'm just not supposed to ever know.

T.K. sat in the silence of the office that belonged to Professor McGonagall, staring blankly in no particular direction, as long as it wasn't in the direction of his mum's face. He was mildly surprised that he had ended up here instead of Professor Snape's office, this being his second fight in two days with the same Slytherin sixth-year, and ( Read more... )

Who am I? I'm not anyone important. *pauses* At least... not that I remember ( Read more... )