Post by TB ADMIN on Oct 31, 2008 17:36:39 GMT -4
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something, please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
Teach us something, please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
Dear Sirius, the letter started. Pulling his quill away from the yellowing parchment, Harry inhaled sharply. It had only been a few months since his beloved godfather had died. And as he struggled to accept the confusion that greeted him at every corner, he couldn't help but write out a letter to Sirius Black. He would never receive a response; nor would he ever send it. But it would help to get his thoughts down on paper.
Dropping his quill, he slammed his fists down on the wooden desk. The abrupt movement caused his ink well to topple over, spilling onto the warm mahogany. A soft curse word fell through his lips. His sixth year had come, and even as his friends surrounded him, he was alone. Alone to wrack his brain in the hopes of finally coming to accept Sirius' death.
Basically, this is a sixth year roleplay. We are following the book very, very loosely. What do you think should have happened in the Trio's sixth year? Is Draco a Death Eater? Will Ron date Lavender? Will poor Bill Weasley lose his face to Fenrir Greyback? You decide.
[/size][/color]Tragically Beautiful