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Post by AshVersion2 on Jul 31, 2007 13:32:55 GMT -5
It was obvious because the clues were right there in the books. Trust the clues . . .
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Brokenhearts
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Post by Brokenhearts on Aug 1, 2007 3:28:39 GMT -5
clues suck...
ok no they dnt, bt i wish it wasnt so obvious without the clues...
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Post by AshVersion2 on Aug 1, 2007 4:01:29 GMT -5
Huh? It was obvious either way.
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Post by Cy Skywalker on Aug 4, 2007 15:31:53 GMT -5
I enjoyed this book a lot. It was more like an action movie than a school story, and the over-abundance of schoolness made me dislike book 7. So glad no one major died, although I will now miss Sirius forever, and I was holding out for some sort of resurrection. Maybe I'll just write a blasted fanfic...Fred made me uber-sad too, and there I thought George might've had more of a reaction. Hedwig's death was the first that proved battles engender pointless loss. Bellatrix's death was awesome, as was Ron at the end saying "I'm so famous' or whatever it was about the people staring at Harry.
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Post by unabletoregister on Aug 30, 2007 15:55:11 GMT -5
I totally agree! I'm a Christian, and while I and my family enjoy the entire Harry Potter book series, some of my church friends won't have any idea what I'm talking about if I say anything regarding it, nor can I talk to them about the book! It's 'cause some people think Harry Potter is evil or something. They just don't get that none of it is real! I dunno... I just like the series, and it makes me so mad!
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Post by curse on Sept 3, 2007 7:22:54 GMT -5
That Harry Potter is evil and somehow contains demonic undertones is the biggest crock I've ever heard. It's absurd that people (Christians?) seem to find something terribly wrong with a book that has caught the attention of adults and children alike. I find it laughable that people are threatened by a book that was originally meant for children.
ps. long live Bellatrix, Snape, and other disreputable characters that I love and admire.
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Post by AshVersion2 on Sept 3, 2007 14:55:39 GMT -5
PRAISE SNAPE!
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Post by Chris on Sept 12, 2007 19:36:58 GMT -5
I just got my copy like four or five days ago, and read it that very day, and I have one thing to say: I. LOVE. SNAPE! Oh my god, how I love Snape! I'm not ashamed to say that when I read the part where Harry finally found out the truth about Snape from his memories in the Pensieve, I wept. I had always suspected that Snape wasn't as evil as he pretended to be, but who could have suspected that he was a good guy simply because he had been wholly in love with Lily Evans? Just because of his love of Lily Evans did he decide to play double agent against the single most fearsome wizard ever. I will always remember when he had wanted to look at Harry's eyes when he died, and the reason hit me, and I just teared up. I never thought I'd say this, but poor Snape! Poor lovelorn Snape! I loved this book. There was so much more. I agree with Cy; there was so much action, epic action even. It was so exciting!! I particularly loved when the Death Eaters attacked the seven Harrys: I had never expected things to kick off so quickly, and the fight was so fantastic: Hagrid's tricked out bike, Voldemort could fly!, Hedwig died randomly!, Hagrid leapt off a bike at an assailant in midair, Harry's wand acting of its own accord, crash landing. AWESOME! Best magic fight ever. And the part with Gringotts was pretty goosebump-inducing as well. And even the more character-driven parts were more as well. I love how being out in the woods, without a plan, with that despair-inducing Horcrux, wore the trio down, and it totally made sense that it would wear Ron down more. God, what would Harry do without Hermione? And the truth about Dumbledore. I don't know how she did it, but Rowling tore the Dumbledore I knew and loved to shreds and still I ended up loving him just as much as I always did. Of course he knew that Ron would want to leave and then change his mind. Oh, and did I mention that I LOVE SEVEREUS SNAPE?
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Post by AshVersion2 on Sept 16, 2007 14:17:36 GMT -5
Muahaha. ;D
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Post by Gil Alexander on Oct 20, 2007 16:41:46 GMT -5
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Post by Chris on Oct 20, 2007 22:22:41 GMT -5
WHOA!
Was she, like, joking, or is that for real?
Dumbledore gay. It certainly explains a lot. Kind of makes you rethink his fascination with Harry. *shudders*
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Post by AshVersion2 on Oct 21, 2007 6:09:30 GMT -5
Yeah, I heard about that yesterday. I wouldn't be at all surprised if she wasn't joking.
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Post by AshVersion2 on Jun 11, 2008 9:57:58 GMT -5
POTTER PREQUEL!! Lol, so it's only 800 words long, but at least she's written SOMETHING. Written for charity, here it is:
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The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted,"Whoa!" Sergeant Fisher slammed his large foot on the brake, thinking that the boy who was riding pillion was sure to be flung under his wheels; however, the motorbike made the turn without seating either of its riders, and with a wink of its red tail lights, vanished up the narrow side street.
"We've got 'em now!" cried PC Anderson excitedly. "That's a dead end!"
Leaning hard on the steering wheel and crashing his gears, Fisher scraped half the paint off the flank of the car as he forced it up the alleyway in pursuit.
There in the headlights sat their quarry, stationary at last after a quarter of an hour's chase. The two riders were trapped between a towering brickwall and the police car, which was now crawling towards them like some growling luminous-eyes predator.
There was so little space betwen the car doors and the walls of the alley that Fisher and Anderson had difficulty extricating themselves from the vehicle. It injured their dignity to have to inch,crab-like,towards the miscreants. Fisher dragged his generous belly along the wall,tearing buttons off his shirt as he went, and finally snapping off the wing mirror with his backside.
"Get off the bike!" he bellowed at the smirking youths, who sat basking in the flashing blue light as though enjoying it.
They did as they were told, finally pulling free from the broken wing mirror, Fisher glared at them. They seemed to be in their late teens. The one who had been driving had long black hair, his insolent good looks reminded Fisher unpleasantly of his daughter's guitar-playing, layabout boyfriend. The second boy also had black hair, though his was short and stuck up in all directions; he wore glasses and a broad grin. Both were dressed in t-shirts emblazoned with a large golden bird; the emblem, no doubt, of some deafening, timeless rock band.
"No helmet!" Fisher yelled, pointing from one uncovered head to the other. "Exceeding the speed limit by-by a considerable amount!" (In fact, the speed registered had been greater than Fisher was prepared to accept that any motocycle could travel.) "Failure to stop for the police!"
"We'd have loved to stop for a chat," said the boy in glasses,"only we were trying--"
"Don't get smart-you two are in a heap of trouble!" snarled Anderson. "Names!"
"Names?" repeated the long-haired driver."Er-Well, let's see. There's Wilberforce...Bathsheba...Elvendork..."
"And what's nice about that one is, you can use it for a boy OR a girl," said the boy in glasses.
"Oh, our names, did you mean?" asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage."You should've said! This here is James Potter, and I'm Sirius Black!"
"Things'll be seriously black for you in a minute, you cheek little-"
But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staying past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical, fluid movemoments, they reached into their back pockets.
For the space of a heartbeat both policemen imagined guns gleaming at them, but a second later they saw that the motocyclists had drawn nothing more than-
"Drumsticks?" jeered Anderson. "Right pair of jokers, aren't you? Right, we're arresting you on a charge of--"
But Anderson never got to name the charge. James and Sirius had shouted something incomprehensible, and the beams from the headlights had moved.
The policemen wheeld around, then staggered backwards. Three men were flying-actually flying- up the alley on broomsticks-and at the same moment,the police car was rearing up on its back wheels.
Fisher's knee bucked; as he sat down hard; Anderson tripped over Fisher's legs and fell on top of him, as flump-bang-crunch- they heard the mean on brooms slam into the suspended car and fall, apparently insensible, to the ground, while broken bits of broomstick clattered down around them.
The motorbike had roared into life again. His mouth hanging open, Fisher mustered the strength to look back at the two teenagers.
"Thanks very much!" called Sirius over the throb of the engine."We owe you one!"
"Yeah, nice meeting you!" said James. "And don't forget: Elvendork! It's unisex!"
There was an earth-shaking crash, and Fisher and Anderson threw their arms around each other in fright; their car had just fallen back to the ground. Now it was the motocycle's turn to rear. Before the policemen's disbelieving eyes, it took off into thin air: James and Sirius zoomed away into the night sky, their tail light twinkling behind them like a vanishing ruby.
From the prequel I am not working on-but that was fun! J.K. Rowling.2008
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Post by Angie on Jun 16, 2008 18:26:00 GMT -5
Omg, I wish she would do a prequel. . .
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Post by AshVersion2 on Jun 17, 2008 7:47:58 GMT -5
So do I. I'm curious about so much that happened before Harry came along!
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