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Happy Easterin Infants and Children on 3/23/08
The Wild RumpusSummer, 1982The Wild Rumpus
Arthur Apparated in the front yard of the Burrow and walked cheerfully into the house. Eleven-year old Bill greeted him at the front door with a yell of “Dad’s home!” This was immediately followed by a rush of pounding feet down the stairs as the boys piled down, banging into each other. Charlie and Percy, ages nine and six, crashed into him, hugging him around the waist as if he’d been gone for months. Two year old Ronald toddled into him and sat down on his foot, hugging his leg.
"Save us, Dad," Percy said, his voice muffled, as his face was pressed into his father's leg. &nbs
in Fan Fiction on 11/18/07
Grief And CircusesMolly leaned against the door frame, arms folded across her chest, and tried not to smile as her two little boys set off down the road. They paused at the gate to wave cheerfully at her.Grief And Circuses
“Bye Mum!”
“We’ll send you an owl when we get to the circus!”
She waved back, and couldn’t help but laugh. They were so full of mischief; their antics always brightened her day, frustrating as they could be at times.
Percy, five years old, appeared next to her. His face was worried. “Mum, aren’t you going to stop them?”
“Don’t worry, dear, t
in Fan Fiction on 10/24/07
Home Again HPDH SPOILERSMolly was making her nightly round of peeking in at all her children after they were asleep. It was a long-ingrained habit to check on them before she went to bed herself, and it felt even more poignant to her with the loss of one of her children in the Battle of Hogwarts.Home Again HPDH SPOILERS
She smiled fondly at Ron, sprawled out on his bed with the screaming-orange Chudley Cannons blanket thrown across him carelessly, his mouth open and snoring loudly. Harry was on a cot in Ron’s room, his face peaceful, the lightning bolt scar hardly visible by the faint light of her wand.
“My poor boys,” she whispered, and flicked her
in Fan Fiction on 7/31/07
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- Current Age: 28
- Interests: belly dance, SCA, Harry Potter, ASOIAF, Discworld
- Favourite band or musician: Tori Amos, Israel Kamakawiwo'ole, Missy Higgins, Kate Rusby
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Sam: You don't like raisins?
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Sam: Why?
Joon: They used to be fat and juicy, and now they're twisted. They had their lives stolen. Well, they taste sweet, but really they're just humiliated grapes.
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Drawing is a performance; an artist is an actor who is not limited by his body, only his ability and, perhaps, experience.
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'Ah, yes. Harry Potter. Our new - celebrity.'
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