'And he's the best fuck that ever walked. He's beautiful - rich, in money and everything else; he's a rockstar to boot, trapped in the body of a fighter. And how he fought; at a state of turmoil with himself - somewhere inside his soul that only she...
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'Goodbye my friend, its hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky And all the flowers are everywhere Pretty girls are everywhere Think of me and I'll be there
Goodbye Papa, please pray for me I was the black sheep of the family You tried to teach me right from wrong Too much wine and too much song Wonder how I got along
I wish that we could both be there We had joy, we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the stars we could reach Were just starfish on the beach'
— BY ORDER OF — THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC
Dolores Jane Umbridge (High Inquisitor) has replaced Albus Dumbledore as Head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The above is in accordance with Educational Decree Number Twenty-eight.
Signed: Cornelius Oswald Fudge MINISTER OF MAGIC
She thought of almost a hundred different ways to tell her friends she wouldn't be around so much anymore, but none of it sounded anything like herself — her words felt so empty.
Hera sat motionless by the fire, surrounded by crumpled-up bits of parchment, old Gobstones, empty ingredient jars, sweet wrappers, and of course, the buzz of conversation around her.
Simon and Roger had sprawled over the sofa, the latter determined in flooring him and having the space for himself.
"I'm pissed you're all leaving me, " Katie joked, though her words rang truer than she cared to admit. Lee rested his head on her shoulder, rocking back and forth on the floor as though hysterically crying.
"We'll do loads together over the summer, should be easier now we've got our own place, " George smiled as he looked around the group, feigning a glare at Lee's dramatics.
