Okay...I really don't know how to start, or what to call our seventh book, maybe we should pm each other for ideas first, before we actually start. I'm not starting to someone responds with an idea or something, unless someone else wants to start.
Harry looked up from his window and noticed his owl was coming toward him. He opened the window and let the owl come in. There was a letter attached to its foot and Harry opened it. It was from Ron. He felt a flip in the heart and gave a little smile to himself...
Continue it.
__________________ So I know I’m all right
Life will come and life will go
Still I feel it’s all right
Cause I just got a letter to my soul
And when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue, Empty pages for the no longer young The apathy of time laughs in my face.You say each life has it’s place
this was the first time he felt happy. Ever since Dumbledore died, he wasn't happy at all. His uncle and aunt thought it was a little to suspicious, they mentioned that he only needed to come back for the holidays. Yet he was there at Privet Drive. He hadn't thought of a plan at all, on what he was going to look for in Godric's Hollow.
Well I was just jotting a few ideas down, that's not going to be the beginning. I'm just trying different things. scratch the thing I wrote, I was half a sleep when I wrote it.
it's where his parents died. he wanted to go look at it in the end of the sixth book. me like purple! hehe
Looking back at his letter, he read what Ron had wrote.
Harry,
just wanted to know if you've done anything yet. i hope you'll tell me if you do. You remember what Hermione and me told you at the end of the year, don't you? we want to help. We want to come with you.
Write back,
Ron
oh yeah, Ginny sends her love.
looking up, Harry sighes.
__________________
someday soon we will all know....
His eyes gazed back outisde his window and he thought he something move. He looked down at the letter then back out the window. There was a black cat looking up at him. The cat's eyes glowed and something seemed strange. Harry ignored the cat and took out his plume to begin writing to Ron.
[I]Dear, Ron
I am sorry that I haven't been able to write to you, these past days have been nothing but rubbish to me. I wish I could get out of here, but you know we aren't allowed to use magic around here. I don't want to cause anymore damage to the pile of damage there already is. How are you? How's Ginny? I miss here a lot. Listen we have to find a place to meet. I need to get out of here, and I need to begin my mission. Tell Hermione about this will ya?
Harry
__________________ So I know I’m all right
Life will come and life will go
Still I feel it’s all right
Cause I just got a letter to my soul
And when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue, Empty pages for the no longer young The apathy of time laughs in my face.You say each life has it’s place
Harry turned around, the owl was now observing Harry's room. Harry quickly tied the letter to the owl and let it flew out the window. Harry turned around, and looked at his unpacked luggage. He knew Fleur's and Bill's wedding will be soon, and he will leave to Godric's Hollow after it, as soon as possible. He also wondered if taking Ron and Hermione would be a good idea, this 'adventure' would be much more difficult and more dangerous than any other they faced. He remembered what he told Ginny, and he could've told the same to Ron and Hermione. He didn't want to be on their funeral, knowing it's all his fault. With a silent sigh, he began packing the luggage.
((I'm guessing my posts aren't that good. No one ever compliments them...))
There was a loud thump outside his door, it was his lousy ungle. Harry did not open the door, nor did he say a word as his ungle's voice grew louder with every insult he said. Harry looked around and he noticed his owl came back with the letter still attached to its foot. "What happened?" He unscrolled his letter and under his writing was what looked like a blood stain.
__________________ So I know I’m all right
Life will come and life will go
Still I feel it’s all right
Cause I just got a letter to my soul
And when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue, Empty pages for the no longer young The apathy of time laughs in my face.You say each life has it’s place
Augustus Rouge, you've written really good stuff, but no offense or anything, but the letter was already written, unless you could make it, he studied the letter, then turned to Hedwig to thank her, when he noticed blood on her leg. or something. And, do you mind waiting a while, we are trying to figure out whom the R.A.B. should be. If you hae any ideas pm me or Hermione202 with them.
R.A.B.? What's that? Oh and it was the same letter he wrote to Ron, it wasn't a response from Ron, it was his letter that was sent back to him with a drop of blood. I should've been more specific sorry. Why am I going to fast? In a story continuing thing there is not such thing as fast, you just continue writing. I didn't write anything that made the moment too fast.
__________________ So I know I’m all right
Life will come and life will go
Still I feel it’s all right
Cause I just got a letter to my soul
And when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue, Empty pages for the no longer young The apathy of time laughs in my face.You say each life has it’s place