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The Rift During their Sorting, the rift between Sirius and Bridget begins to form. Alliances and friends are made, but enemies as well. |
901 | 0 |
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The Bonds Between Us It's now second year for our heroes and heroines. Sirius and his friends become closer to each other while learning secrets. |
703 | 1 |
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The Arrangement By the time fourth year came around, I was convinced I was a man. Third year gave me experience with girls, fathers, and little brothers. I thought I lived through it all by then, as if I ruled the world. I wasn’t prepared for what was going to happen during my fourth year of school. It all started with a certain letter. |
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The Ability to be Nice That was what a normal Potions class consisted of, but not right off. First, Addams and I would do it calmly and separately. We would split the directions in half and hope for the best. Later on in the term, though, once we got over the working separately idea, Addams would find something wrong with my way of doing things. The excuse would change each time, but she would always yell and nag at me. We would always figure things out, in the end. |
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The Yule Ball Inside, the Great Hall didn’t look anything like itself. The walls were a light blue color; the floor was white. Frost touched the windows and made it look like a thousand little crystals were placed carefully on each window. Flocked Christmas trees, decorated with metallic ordainments, were placed in the corners. Round, sliver tables were set up against the walls. Above us, hundreds of snowflakes floated below the snowing sky. Music seemed to have played from nowhere. It was wonderful. |
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The Christmas Party- 1973 Christmas time means a lot of things to many people. Usually, it means a big evergreen tree, colorfully wrapped presents, cookie making, writing a list for a fat guy in red, and joy. There was also singing at random people's doors, fruit cakes as hard as rocks, and unwrapping gifts in a joyous frenzy. Sometimes, it meant gift shopping. Not in my family, though. We had decorations and half-hearted gifts; that was the extent of our joy on Christmas day. |
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