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The middle child
By your beautiful older sister
And your charming younger brother
Even by your parents
The beautiful witch and the wizard who's a hero
(and bears the scars to prove it)
You're just star girl
And no one will ever care
He's a twin
(so he knows what it's like to share the spotlight)
& he has to live up to expectations too
Of his loony mother
And his brilliant father
(but it doesn't seem to bother him)
And everyone says you're perfect together
And you are
The picture perfect quiet couple
And then he's storm-boy
The boy with lightning in his eyes
And if anyone knows anything about expectations,
You feel free with him
No expectations at all
But he's got a happily- ever- after too...
Because she's flower-girl
(just like her mother)
(just like her father
Real LifeOnce upon a time,
in a land far away,
a beautiful princess was born.
She had sky blue eyes
and golden hair
This isn't a fairytale!
this is life
And a girl was born
but she's not some fairytale princess
all green flashing eyes
and fire red hair
she jumped into life
and mouth open
-time goes by-
It's her 13th birthday
she shines like the sun
in pink chiffon & lace
haven't we gone over this?
life's not a fairytale!
not even close
It's her 13th birthday
but she glows like fire
in a t-shirt & jeans
and she couldn't be happier
-she grows older-
She whirls around
golden curls radiant
against the white ball gown
as she twirls
with her dashing Prince Charming
not even close, this time
because the boy our fireball dances with
isn't any Prince Charming
he's just a boy
trying to outlive
his family's legacy
with the d-r-e-a-m-s
of a new generation
in his eyes
AlwaysYou never had much luck with boys, did you, Lily- flower?
Well, that's what comes from being the youngest
All the older girls got the guys
and you were left with a broken heart
The first one
He was always so sweet
And you loved him (or, at least, you thought you did)
Bu turquoise clashes with strawberry
it looks better with white- blond
he never loved you, darling
it was always Teddy&Victoire
Then the next one
you never had a chance
you may be pretty, darling
but he's in love with your cousin
&& she's beautiful
he's already got a flower, darling
it was always Scorpius&Rose
The third one
well, you were close with this one
but Roxanne was always better than you
and he was too old anyway (who cares?)
but that didn't stop your heart from breaking again
when you found out
it was always Roxanne&Lorcan
And then the last one
Just when you thought you would never love again
he glided into your heart
and glued it back together
and he's so caring thoughtful sweet
StarFlowerFlowers are pretty, aren't they?
Bu you don't really like them, do you?
Sure, they're pretty
But they're not beautiful
Everyone likes them
And they expect you to
But you don't
For example, there are roses
sososo cliché (just the sorta thing you hate)
that deep dark red, so pretty
those smooth, soft petals, so soft
but roses have thorns
(and who likes thorns?)
Then, there are lilies
They're pretty, too
That strawberry pink shade
And they don't have thorns
But flowers die so quickly
You've just started to enjoy them
when they fade
don't be so picky, boy
if you don't like roses or lilies
what do you like?
You don't like flowers at all?
Oh, I understand
You like stars
That makes sense
After all, you're named after them
Stars are distant, but still visible
and when you take the time to look at them
sparkling, glittering, wonderful
just like her
(of yes, there's a girl. there's a
InsanityYou fit so well in his arms
and he pulls you close
and he smells nice
like the quidditch pitch
and the pure insanity of what you're about to do
Because with james potter
a kiss isn't just a kiss
it's an answer
"Always and forever, Lily-flower"
you're ready to promise
because the answer is yes
(has always been yes)
and surprisingly enough (not)
a future with James
doesn't sound so bad anymore
what's the worst that could happen?
You kiss him
and you promise
it's a promise
for the future
it's an answer
one's he's been wanting
for just around
f o r e v e r
"Yes James, I'll go out with you"
(you think later)
you can't really
you can try
but it has a way
of working out in the end
(life's funny like that)
Meant To BeEvery family has a wild one
well, that's you (isn't it?)
the crazy one
the sparkly one
Oh yes, that's you, darling
the baby of the family
so what you want, you get (right?)
well, not this time, darling
'cause you can't have him
he'll never be yours
the one with lightning in his eyes
and wind in his hair
but he's someone else's prince
(always remember that, darling)
and she's your cousin
the prettyprettypretty one
And she's red to you pink
cherry to your strawberry
fire to your rainbow
& he's lightning
(and lightning starts fires, darling)
and they're perfect together
After all, it's not like he's anything like you
he's the quiet one
while you were always loud
he's the brave Gryffindor
while you're the clever Ravenclaw
But didn't someone say "opposites attract"?
They were smart
'cause they were right
And when fire and lightning fight
storm-boy comes to you
so you get your happy ending after all
all's well that ends w
RoyaltyOnce upon a time
there was a king
and a queen
but there was also
all icy white beauty
And then there was the princess
she was beautiful, too
(in her own way)
all warmth and sunshine and heart melting smiles
giggles and dizziness
And then there's the king
(that's you, boy)
and something unexpected happened
because never before
has a king
fallen for a princess
But when asked to choose between
(the snow queen)
(the flower princess)
the choice was simple
who wants a snowflake
when you can have a flower petal?
Hope for the HopelessLife is good
You've graduated from Hogwarts
Lily and James are married
Voldemort's still here
And in the course of one night
What were once five friends
is now one
3 friends dead
(lily james peter)
1 friend imprisoned
how could he?
how could he?
weren't you friends?)
And then there's you
for some reason
you thought you would be the first to go
Maybe its because you're a
or because the others
(well, maybe not Peter)
Well, except for Harry
just like James
(but he has Lily's eyes)
the only hope
for a man with no hope left
As the sun lowers in the sky
Dips into the horizon
throwing out splashes of color
berry bright red
tongues of orange flame
the blue of the night sky
reaching out to engulf
that's not quite dark
not quite light
and you can see the first glimmers of stars
and the final rays
of the dying sun
as it sinks beneath the horizon
throwing out colors
as if onto a painter's palette
the last attempt
to hold onto the light
a final flash
Boys in Books Molly Weasley always thought boys in books were better. They noticed the average girls. They made them feel special.
Boys at Hogwarts, however, noticed the pretty girls. The average bookworms with freckles and muddy brown hair were forgotten. Molly Weasley was forgotten.
By her fifth year, Molly was use to seeing her best mates go off on Hogsmeade dates and pass notes with Colin Finnigan in Muggle Studies. She was use to being a spectator to others' romances. And sure, she wished she had a guy to hold her hand or walk her to class, but she had her books and as far as she was concerned they filled the void just fine.
When her cousin, Rose, was meeting Scorpius Malfoy at night during their patrols, Molly was curled up in her favorite armchair reading. While Roxanne snogged her boyfriend on the Quidditch pitch after yet another Gryffindor win, Molly was in the stands flipping through pages of her book. When Dominique was receivin
This Girl"Bet I can beat you to the tree!"
"What? No way!" Lily smirked at my twin brother, Lorcan. "I bet you my Cornelius Agrippa chocolate frog card that I'll get there before you "
Lorcan's eyes bugged out. My brother is a bit of a freak when it comes to those trading cards. He's spent all of his money and my money, trying to obtain that one glorious card, ending up with a huge pile of throw-aways. "Deal!"
"IF!" Lily smiled a devilish smile. "If you lose, you'll have to buy me anything I want off of the candy cart for all my seven years at Hogwarts."
Lily turned to me, tying her long red hair up in a ponytail. "Lysander, can you go down to the tree and tell us who wins?"
I nodded, and shuffled over to the large oak tree on the other side of the Potter's backyard. "Alright, um READY!" Both got into their start positions. "SET! GO!"
Lorcan and Lily took off, running straight at me. Lily pulled a little ahead of my brother, which got him riled up. Knowing my brother he wasn'
Take it From the Expert James Potter sat sprawled under a big tree in the Transfiguration Courtyard. He was looking dolefully over at Lily Evans, having been turned down- again. He heaved a great sigh, when suddenly-
"Ah, quit moping, won't you, mate?"
A voice sounded from above James' head, and he looked up quickly to see Sirius Black smirking at him from a high up branch. James yelped as Sirius jumped down, showering him with twigs.
"Nice knowing I have privacy," said James ruefully, rubbing a spot on his head where a particularly large twig had hit him.
"Honestly, Prongs, you're being right pathetic. You aren't going about it the right way, girls don't like arrogant 'toerags'," proclaimed Sirius with the air of one who had much experience in the subject. "Don't talk yourself up, just act like you don't care about her one way or the other. Be rude. Be indifferent. She'll be jealous, trust me- she'll be begging you for
HP 100 - Cupcakes2. Cupcakes
Rose loved cupcakes.
She had told him so a hundred times. When they walked through Diagon Alley before term, admiring the masterpieces of Madam Miel who ran the Candide Candies shop, during desserts at Hogwarts, and whenever they went to Honeydukes on the Hogsmeade weekends. He had listened to her politely while she raved on about the different icings, cream colours and consistency of wheat dough, but honestly couldn´t quite understand what it was that made her so crazy about them.
Today, however, he was glad that she had showered him so often with her declarations of obsession, because he didn´t have to think long on what to get her for her birthday. Being a smart and confident Ravenclaw, he hadn´t even considered buying them, because he had heard Rose lecture him often enough about the secrets of baking and of course a true gift from the heart had to be handmade. Besides, he was a good enough chef when it came to magical cooking, so it
GirlRoxanne Weasley sat at the Gryffindor table early Saturday morning, already scarffing down her pancakes and strawberries. Alongside her, the rest of the Quidditch team relaxed awaiting the game against Hufflepuff. Normally a Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match wouldn't be very exciting, what with one team being superiorly better. But today was Hugo Weasley's first game. Playing for Hufflepuff. You see, Hugo had received some good Quidditch genes from his father and from the gossip around school he was one hell of a keeper. The Gryffindors had spent too much time, in Roxanne's opinion, on the pitch flying back and forth, doing drills, and getting covered in a thick coat of mud. She was ready. She didn't need to spend 2 hours everyday hitting bludgers. She was perfectly fine. But no, James insisted on extra practices. He wasn't going to take any chances.
"Oi, look over there," Leo Thomas, a sixth year, nudged James. "It's that Mariela chick from the year below."
"I see her," Jame
Harry Potter Sorting Contest Entry-Scorpius Malfoy"MALFOY, SCORPIUS!"
Murmurs and whispers travelled through the hall, members from each of the four houses glaring at him as he reached the stool - his heart was racing and his stomach was doing backflips. His hands were shaking nervously and someone said, "That's the palest Malfoy I've ever seen."
Scorpius sat down nervously and Professor Longbottom carefully placed the hat on his head - yawning as if he already knew the outcome of Scorpius's Sorting. Scorpius's head turned towards the Slytherin table and he saw some boys clearing a space for him and some girls arguing with each other over which one would sit next to him. Scorpius almost slapped himself on his forehead.
"Oh great." Scorpius thought to himself.
He turned to observe the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables. The Hufflepuffs smiled kindly up at him, although Scorpius could tell many of their smiles were completely fake. Some of them looked terrified of him and shrunk away as he faced them.
"Really now? I'm not my fa
Two Potters and an Empty Portrait "Ah, James, Sirius! So glad you could make it. Come in, come in!" Slughorn ushered the two boys inside and waved his hand airily around the suspiciously large office. "Make yourselves at home Yes, yes Now, I've been meaning to ask you, how did the, uh " his voice lowered, "Felix Felicis work for you?"
James smiled. So that was the cause for the overly warm welcome. "Oh, it went interestingly "
The vague answer seemed to stir Slughorn a bit, and he frowned. "Now then, my boy, seeing as I was the one who got you the luck in the first place, I think I deserve to know, eh?"
"Well, I- Alright " James said hesitantly.
Slughorn beamed at him, and said, "Oh, but where are my manners? Come on and sit down, and tell me all about it." He guided them to a corner of the room where a trio of plush chairs stood. He indicated for them to sit down, and said encouragingly, "Now then
A Bottle of Felix Felicis"Just swish your wand like- No, don't jab- Ahh, just- No! No no no, don't do that, that's how you-"
FWOOM. There was a collective groan as the Gryffindor common room was suddenly covered in a foul liquid.
"-Released the Stinksap last time." James sighed as he leaned back in his chair and passed a hand over his eyes.
"Sorry!" squeaked Lily as she raised her wand, wincing, to clear the mess. She paused suddenly, and turned around, eyes twinkling. "Actually, why don't you try?"
James started a bit and looked around wildly. He shrank a bit under the baleful glare of every Gryffindor in the room, and said uncertainly, "Um alright " He slashed his wand in the general direction of the room and pronounced, "Scourgify?" before Lily even had time to shout "WAIT!"
POOF. Now there was confetti on top of the Stinksap.
"Scourgify," said Lily hastily, and she turned back to James, who had collapsed into his chair again. "See, twirl it, don't slash."
"I just can't do it!" fumed James, wavin
Lily changes her mindThis is just a piece I wrote, I wondered what made lily change her mind about James from Harry potter. So I just put myself in her shoes, and wondered what would happen to make me change my mind I wrote this in her point of view, because I find that the easiest and the best way to write. I hope you guys like it. ..
Deciding to skip out on dinner, I made my way to the Gryffindor common room. My hair was a mess, so was my makeup, my back was killing me, earlier today my wand snapped because I had to have a stupid moment and place my books on top of it in my bag, and I had a lot of homework.
Mumbling the password to the fat lady in the portrait, I entered the large, red, warm ruby glow room. Just as I expected, it was empty, thank god too. I felt like I was being kept underwater for hours, holding my breath, when I crashed on the couch sighing as I closed my eyes, it felt like I was finally breathing again.
"What up Evans?" I heard a voice. Opening my
Fractured FairytalesOnce upon a time
There was a girl
(that's you, darling)
and there was a boy
(there always is, isn't there)
you're pretty, and you know it
(and you're Lucy, so pretty's all you've got)
but for some reason
he chose you
&& you were w-o-n-d-e-r-f-u-l together
but perfect doesn't last long
(didn't you learn from RoseScorpius, darling?)
and, as it turns out
pretty was all you had
Not like her
she's pretty, too
but she's also funny charming smart
and just Lily
and darling, you just can't compete
So you're not really surprised when he tells you
"Luce, it's just not working out"
because he's right
and he never really loved you
(who cares if you loved him?)
So now instead of LucyLysander
Just remember, darling
that not all fairytales have a happy ending
if she's Juliet
and he's her Romeo
then that makes you Rosaline
and nobody cares about her
What's done is done, lover-girl
this story's over
the book is close
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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