Namine Etoile
Hi this is Namine. The calm one and yet somewhat. . . . diobolical. Haha. Ok. This is just how I think it'll turn out, along with the help of my twin, Natasha. Whose crazy. It's true! We know. I know they know, but do they? Shut up. Why? Your confussing them. Why? Because your too hyper for your own good. So? You're so wierd.
Hehehe. Sorry for the interruption. She is now.... contained. Mwuahahaha. Heehee.
giljotiini
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Harry paced around his bed room anxiously. He glanced out the window and then to his bedside clock. It was 3:40. Hedwig looked at him reproachfully as he continued his pacing. He had recieved a letter from the Weasleys by owl post just two days before.
Picking up the letter from his desk, he read it yet again for about the fourteenth time.
Dear Harry,
Stay put at your Aunts and Uncles house. The wedding will be Sunday so we'll pick you up two days before that on Friday at about 4:00. Make sure your fireplaced isn't blocked. We wouldn't like an affair like last time. See you then.
-Arthur Weasley
Throwing the letter back onto his desk, he made sure that everything was in his trunk. Harry picked up several spellbooks and his Gryffindor banners and tipped them in. He glanced around to see if he forgot anything. Nope.
Taking hold of his trunk he picked it up with both hands and began to make his way down the stairs. Harry set it in the Living Room. Uncle Vernon cleared his voice loudly.
"So they're coming through the ruddy fireplace again are they?" He said lowering his newspaper and narrowing his eyes at Harry.
"Yes." Harry said in his most resigned tone.
"They had hell better do a neater job than last time." He said straightening his newspaper and begining to read again. "Petunia, Dudley and I are leaving while your picked up. So those blasted things don't stretch his tounge out again."
Harry nodded and concealed his smile by turning quickly and heading back up the stairs to retrieve Hedwig who was still residing on top of his dresser.
Hehehe. Sorry for the interruption. She is now.... contained. Mwuahahaha. Heehee.
giljotiini
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Harry paced around his bed room anxiously. He glanced out the window and then to his bedside clock. It was 3:40. Hedwig looked at him reproachfully as he continued his pacing. He had recieved a letter from the Weasleys by owl post just two days before.
Picking up the letter from his desk, he read it yet again for about the fourteenth time.
Dear Harry,
Stay put at your Aunts and Uncles house. The wedding will be Sunday so we'll pick you up two days before that on Friday at about 4:00. Make sure your fireplaced isn't blocked. We wouldn't like an affair like last time. See you then.
-Arthur Weasley
Throwing the letter back onto his desk, he made sure that everything was in his trunk. Harry picked up several spellbooks and his Gryffindor banners and tipped them in. He glanced around to see if he forgot anything. Nope.
Taking hold of his trunk he picked it up with both hands and began to make his way down the stairs. Harry set it in the Living Room. Uncle Vernon cleared his voice loudly.
"So they're coming through the ruddy fireplace again are they?" He said lowering his newspaper and narrowing his eyes at Harry.
"Yes." Harry said in his most resigned tone.
"They had hell better do a neater job than last time." He said straightening his newspaper and begining to read again. "Petunia, Dudley and I are leaving while your picked up. So those blasted things don't stretch his tounge out again."
Harry nodded and concealed his smile by turning quickly and heading back up the stairs to retrieve Hedwig who was still residing on top of his dresser.