Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Harry Potter. If you own Harry Potter,
will you please contact me so I can buy him off of you? Please? Oh. wait.
I don't have any money. Oh well. Can you give him to me for free?
Please? What!? Why NOT? Fine. Be that way! *Sticks out tongue, grabs
rights to Harry Potter and runs, only to be stopped by huge security guards
named Crabbe and Goyle. Damn!*
Authors Note: LOL. I just ate about 6 pounds of greasy Chinese food and a huge amount of dessert. so don't ask. I'm a bit hyper. Sorry for the lack of updates, but I'm spending time with my Dad. He's leaving for Iraq in a few weeks, so spending time with him is my top priority. Right now it's late and he's watching a crappy movie, so I decided to whip out my laptop and type type type!! That's what I'm doing, so I should probably get to the story. right? Ok, here goes!!
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The Warning part one
James, Sirius, Amanda, Remus, Selina, Peter and Marissa all slipped into the Great Hall just as Argus Filch was shutting the doors. He glared at them and muttered "Lousy kids. Tracking mud into this castle. Should be expelled they should. They were late. Detention for them. Come on Mrs. Norris." He turned and glared at the students again and then shut the doors, with his evil cat trailing behind him.
The tardy seventh years just looked at each other, shrugged, then ran over to the Gryffindor table where Lily had reluctantly saved all seven of them seats. James sat down next to her, much to her dislike. Just as he sat down, the side entrance swung open and in walked Professor McGonagall, with the frightened looking first years trailing her.
All whispering that had been flitting about the hall suddenly stopped, and all heads were directed towards the three-legged stool with an old hat upon it. The hats brim opened wide, and it sang.
"In the near future,
Darkness lies ahead,
Some will survive,
And sadly, some will turn up dead.
This started many years ago,
When I was almost new.
Four people caused the problem,
And it's still affecting you.
You may belong in Slytherin,
These folks sure are wild,
Or into loyal Hufflepuff,
More patient than a child.
Into wise, fair Ravenclaw,
Is where belong the clever,
Or put in daring Gryffindor,
Who can endure the harshest weather.
Each of these four houses,
Are represented in your heart,
So come together,
Hold strong,
Before we fall apart."
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Authors Note: Short and sweet, the way I like it. Sorry my poem sucks. Not one of my best, but I suck at writing poems, so does it really matter? I couldn't think of anything else for the Hufflepuff thing, but what else rhymes with wild? Anyway, it's kind of funny. Children are very impatient, so hopefully they are more patient than a child. Like I said, I suck at poems. Anyway, sorry that Filch kind of sounds like Kreacher. Muttering under his breath and talking about the kids, but whatever. Review please!!! I'll update soon!
Selina (Moony)
P.S. Do you think I should change my pen name? I want to, but I don't want to confuzzle people. Oh well. I think I will. I'll let you know!
Authors Note: LOL. I just ate about 6 pounds of greasy Chinese food and a huge amount of dessert. so don't ask. I'm a bit hyper. Sorry for the lack of updates, but I'm spending time with my Dad. He's leaving for Iraq in a few weeks, so spending time with him is my top priority. Right now it's late and he's watching a crappy movie, so I decided to whip out my laptop and type type type!! That's what I'm doing, so I should probably get to the story. right? Ok, here goes!!
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The Warning part one
James, Sirius, Amanda, Remus, Selina, Peter and Marissa all slipped into the Great Hall just as Argus Filch was shutting the doors. He glared at them and muttered "Lousy kids. Tracking mud into this castle. Should be expelled they should. They were late. Detention for them. Come on Mrs. Norris." He turned and glared at the students again and then shut the doors, with his evil cat trailing behind him.
The tardy seventh years just looked at each other, shrugged, then ran over to the Gryffindor table where Lily had reluctantly saved all seven of them seats. James sat down next to her, much to her dislike. Just as he sat down, the side entrance swung open and in walked Professor McGonagall, with the frightened looking first years trailing her.
All whispering that had been flitting about the hall suddenly stopped, and all heads were directed towards the three-legged stool with an old hat upon it. The hats brim opened wide, and it sang.
"In the near future,
Darkness lies ahead,
Some will survive,
And sadly, some will turn up dead.
This started many years ago,
When I was almost new.
Four people caused the problem,
And it's still affecting you.
You may belong in Slytherin,
These folks sure are wild,
Or into loyal Hufflepuff,
More patient than a child.
Into wise, fair Ravenclaw,
Is where belong the clever,
Or put in daring Gryffindor,
Who can endure the harshest weather.
Each of these four houses,
Are represented in your heart,
So come together,
Hold strong,
Before we fall apart."
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Authors Note: Short and sweet, the way I like it. Sorry my poem sucks. Not one of my best, but I suck at writing poems, so does it really matter? I couldn't think of anything else for the Hufflepuff thing, but what else rhymes with wild? Anyway, it's kind of funny. Children are very impatient, so hopefully they are more patient than a child. Like I said, I suck at poems. Anyway, sorry that Filch kind of sounds like Kreacher. Muttering under his breath and talking about the kids, but whatever. Review please!!! I'll update soon!
Selina (Moony)
P.S. Do you think I should change my pen name? I want to, but I don't want to confuzzle people. Oh well. I think I will. I'll let you know!