Just a few notes:
Most importantly, BOOK OLIVER!!! I know girls...Sean is hot, and I agree
with you one hundred percent, but this is about the Oliver from the books.
In JKR's description, there's nothing to indicate that his looks are
anything beyond average, so they're not. So don't be mad if girls just
don't swoon at the sight of him.
Second in importance, I don't know when BOOK OLIVER is coming in...I just
know he will because no one else can take his place.
Thirdly, I know it seems kinda down, but I wanna make this funny and make
my reader (my one and only fan, ME, and my dream oliver...heh)
happy...remember, I write to please myself.
Fourthly, points to whoever can guess the significance of the titles...it's
kinda subtle though, unless you're a jazz freak like me...oops, I've said
too much.
Fifly, this has nothing to do with my fanfic, but I've gotta know...what's
so appealing about slash, especially involving Oliver??? Does no one else
see the wrongness of that? Oliver and Percy (insert disgusted face here).
That's just...WRONG...ewwwwwwwwwwww.
Lastly, don't own anything...but I just want Oliver...Lord knows JKR isn't
doing anything with him...so I think she should pass him on to me.
Now...on with the show! (What show?)(This one!)(What are you talking about? I don't see any show!)(Just shut up and get to typing.)(Sheesh...talk about being anal retentive.)(What did you say?)(Nothing nothing nothing...on with the non-existent show.) By the way...did I mention I kind of have a split personality?
Suitcase in one hand, Daniel Alexander pulled his young son Zeke closer to him. He called out to his daughter, Allene, who was skipping forward, "Ally! Don't go too far off. Make sure I can still see you."
The little girl nodded and started kicking a small rock alongside the road.
After he found Allene and Zeke in the yard and told them to pack up, he instinctively knew to send a note with the owl that had brought him the letter. He realized that if he, along with millions others, could live without knowing of this wizarding world, there would be no way he could find it without help. He sent a reply to the headmaster of Hogwarts, who had informed him that Kristin was a witch and that both his young children had been accepted to Hogwarts. They were to enter when each reached the age of eleven. He felt that it only be fair that Daniel know of this ahead of time to make preparations. Once the two children were ready, the same owl came back, instructing Daniel to get rid of anything they weren't bringing with them. The three were to be at the oak tree by the music stand in the Jazz Park at 5 PM.
The Alexanders led a simple life, so it only took half the morning to get rid their furniture. Seeing as the mattresses, table, and the chairs weren't worth much, Daniel decided just to bring them to the dump. Since there was nothing left to do, and Daniel wasn't one to dwell, he decided to take the children to the park and have lunch there. As he walked across town with his children to the park, he tried to find a way to explain to Allene why they were leaving. He didn't have to. The four-year old, though young and innocent, was very perceptive, about as perceptive as one can be at the tender age of four. As soon as she could begin to think, she knew New Orleans, the place she called home, would never be her home for long. She knew that someday they would move somplace far away. It was only a feeling, but more than a dream. Just call it intuition.
Now...on with the show! (What show?)(This one!)(What are you talking about? I don't see any show!)(Just shut up and get to typing.)(Sheesh...talk about being anal retentive.)(What did you say?)(Nothing nothing nothing...on with the non-existent show.) By the way...did I mention I kind of have a split personality?
Suitcase in one hand, Daniel Alexander pulled his young son Zeke closer to him. He called out to his daughter, Allene, who was skipping forward, "Ally! Don't go too far off. Make sure I can still see you."
The little girl nodded and started kicking a small rock alongside the road.
After he found Allene and Zeke in the yard and told them to pack up, he instinctively knew to send a note with the owl that had brought him the letter. He realized that if he, along with millions others, could live without knowing of this wizarding world, there would be no way he could find it without help. He sent a reply to the headmaster of Hogwarts, who had informed him that Kristin was a witch and that both his young children had been accepted to Hogwarts. They were to enter when each reached the age of eleven. He felt that it only be fair that Daniel know of this ahead of time to make preparations. Once the two children were ready, the same owl came back, instructing Daniel to get rid of anything they weren't bringing with them. The three were to be at the oak tree by the music stand in the Jazz Park at 5 PM.
The Alexanders led a simple life, so it only took half the morning to get rid their furniture. Seeing as the mattresses, table, and the chairs weren't worth much, Daniel decided just to bring them to the dump. Since there was nothing left to do, and Daniel wasn't one to dwell, he decided to take the children to the park and have lunch there. As he walked across town with his children to the park, he tried to find a way to explain to Allene why they were leaving. He didn't have to. The four-year old, though young and innocent, was very perceptive, about as perceptive as one can be at the tender age of four. As soon as she could begin to think, she knew New Orleans, the place she called home, would never be her home for long. She knew that someday they would move somplace far away. It was only a feeling, but more than a dream. Just call it intuition.