The last track of the CD ended. I sat straight up before I started to put away all my things as quick as I possibly could. I had been sitting there far too long. I had forgotten about the time and now I was late for dinner. I carefully closed the wardrobe before I rushed out of my room and down the stairs. Though midway down I stopped dead, and ran upwards again. I had to change clothes. Into my room again. Open the wardrobe and pull out a clean shirt, clean trousers and clean robes. I pulled off my old clothes and hurriedly put on the new ones. I pulled on my robes as I ran down the stairs the سیکنڈ time and then I stopped in front of the dining room doors. I took a couple of deep breathes and pulled my fingers through my hair before I carefully opened the door and entered. My stomach took a leap when I realized that my parents weren’t the only ones in the room. I swore to myself. I had forgotten that we expected guests for dinner, and now I had been both late, and had forgotten to dress up.
“Ah, but there he is, Lucius. No harm done, he must just have forgotten about the time.”
“Indeed he must have had.”
My father’s cold voice, made very clear what I could expect when the guests had left. I dared one glance at him and his cold eyes confirmed my worries.
“So Draco, tell me, what is it that makes آپ forget your obligation as a host?” The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, smiled at me, and I made my very best to imitate my father’s manners, though I was still shaken سے طرف کی my father’s quiet promise and didn’t quite succeed.
“I was reading, sir.”
“Ah, an ambitious son آپ have Lucius. Excellent, excellent, so I suppose you’re doing well at Hogwarts?”
“Not as good as I would have hoped.”
My father answered before I got a chance. I felt the blood rush towards my face, and I lowered my head. I hated it when he humiliated me in front of other people. I was going to دکھائیں him that he could be proud of me. I was going to make it into the Slytherin house-team and I was going to become one of the best students in my year. I would be at least as good as Granger if I had too.
“Ah, Lucius, surely, if he’s studying this much he must have good grades?”
“One would think so, but obviously it is not true in his case.”
I was happy to hear that the Minister changed the subject after that and I walked away and stood in a corner until it was time for dinner. During رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا my father and the Minister and the other men talked politics while my mother spoke with the women about dresses and similar things. It was disgustingly stereotypical. I ate under silence, since I was the only child at the table. I never understood these dinners. I had no chance of being involved in the conversations, yet I had to be there. And this was worse than other times, because all I could think of was what would happen to me when the رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا was over. As the dessert entered my stomach hurt because of the tension, and I could barely get it down. Unluckily the Minister noticed.
“Draco, are آپ feeling very well? You’re looking a bit pale.”
“Oh no minister, I’m fine. Just a bit tired, I was out playing Quidditch earlier.”
I felt my father’s eyes upon me, but I didn’t look his way.
“Ah, Qudditch. Of course. I suppose آپ will try for the house-team?”
“Yes I will, sir.”
“At what position do آپ wish to play?”
Once again my father was quicker than me.
“He’s trying for Seeker. All summer he’s been talking about how easy it seems, and how good he would be.”
I bit my tongue. Of course, I should have known this would happen. I had been so busy to دکھائیں my pretended dislike for the golden trio, that I hadn’t thought about the consequences, and now I couldn’t be a chaser. Once again my father ruined it all for me. یا was it I who did?
“Ah, a Seeker. That is an important position. Then you’re competing with Mr Potter, aren’t you? I’ve heard he’s very talented.”
At that moment I could have دیا almost anything to make my father stay quiet.
“Well, Mr Potter is the one my son is so clearly unimpressed by.”
“Oh, really? Well then I’m looking آگے to hear about your battles.”
The Minister gave me a meant-to-be-encouraging-smile, though my دل was like a stone in my stomach. I knew I couldn’t defeat Potter as a Seeker. Because he was talented. He was the best Seeker I’ve ever seen, and yet we were so young. And the thought of being a Seeker didn’t thrill me at all. I wanted to be in the middle of the game, not soaring high above, watching and waiting.
After four further منٹ my mother was kind enough to tell me to go to bed.
“It’s obvious you’re not feeling well, dear.”
There was an agreeing murmur and I left the table, with polite excuses.
“Ah, but there he is, Lucius. No harm done, he must just have forgotten about the time.”
“Indeed he must have had.”
My father’s cold voice, made very clear what I could expect when the guests had left. I dared one glance at him and his cold eyes confirmed my worries.
“So Draco, tell me, what is it that makes آپ forget your obligation as a host?” The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, smiled at me, and I made my very best to imitate my father’s manners, though I was still shaken سے طرف کی my father’s quiet promise and didn’t quite succeed.
“I was reading, sir.”
“Ah, an ambitious son آپ have Lucius. Excellent, excellent, so I suppose you’re doing well at Hogwarts?”
“Not as good as I would have hoped.”
My father answered before I got a chance. I felt the blood rush towards my face, and I lowered my head. I hated it when he humiliated me in front of other people. I was going to دکھائیں him that he could be proud of me. I was going to make it into the Slytherin house-team and I was going to become one of the best students in my year. I would be at least as good as Granger if I had too.
“Ah, Lucius, surely, if he’s studying this much he must have good grades?”
“One would think so, but obviously it is not true in his case.”
I was happy to hear that the Minister changed the subject after that and I walked away and stood in a corner until it was time for dinner. During رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا my father and the Minister and the other men talked politics while my mother spoke with the women about dresses and similar things. It was disgustingly stereotypical. I ate under silence, since I was the only child at the table. I never understood these dinners. I had no chance of being involved in the conversations, yet I had to be there. And this was worse than other times, because all I could think of was what would happen to me when the رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا was over. As the dessert entered my stomach hurt because of the tension, and I could barely get it down. Unluckily the Minister noticed.
“Draco, are آپ feeling very well? You’re looking a bit pale.”
“Oh no minister, I’m fine. Just a bit tired, I was out playing Quidditch earlier.”
I felt my father’s eyes upon me, but I didn’t look his way.
“Ah, Qudditch. Of course. I suppose آپ will try for the house-team?”
“Yes I will, sir.”
“At what position do آپ wish to play?”
Once again my father was quicker than me.
“He’s trying for Seeker. All summer he’s been talking about how easy it seems, and how good he would be.”
I bit my tongue. Of course, I should have known this would happen. I had been so busy to دکھائیں my pretended dislike for the golden trio, that I hadn’t thought about the consequences, and now I couldn’t be a chaser. Once again my father ruined it all for me. یا was it I who did?
“Ah, a Seeker. That is an important position. Then you’re competing with Mr Potter, aren’t you? I’ve heard he’s very talented.”
At that moment I could have دیا almost anything to make my father stay quiet.
“Well, Mr Potter is the one my son is so clearly unimpressed by.”
“Oh, really? Well then I’m looking آگے to hear about your battles.”
The Minister gave me a meant-to-be-encouraging-smile, though my دل was like a stone in my stomach. I knew I couldn’t defeat Potter as a Seeker. Because he was talented. He was the best Seeker I’ve ever seen, and yet we were so young. And the thought of being a Seeker didn’t thrill me at all. I wanted to be in the middle of the game, not soaring high above, watching and waiting.
After four further منٹ my mother was kind enough to tell me to go to bed.
“It’s obvious you’re not feeling well, dear.”
There was an agreeing murmur and I left the table, with polite excuses.
I throw my wand up in the air sometimes
saying,"Ah-oh, my name is Draco!"
I wanna celebrate and kill Dumbledore
saying "Ah-oh,old man, just let go."
We gonna rock the school
We gonna go all night
We gonna light professors up
like they're dynamite!
Cause I dueled آپ once,
Now I dueled آپ twice
We gonna light them up
like they're dynamite.
We gotta move, move, move, move
Get out the way of me and my crew, crew, crew, crew,
Sanpe, Bellatrix and Fenrir too, too, too, too,
It was on and on and on,
Now Albus is gone and gone and gone, yeah!
CREDITS:
greekgirlA,and boredcreativity have made this
(gryffindorgal made the last part)
become a پرستار of us and we will make مزید spoof songs to your favorites! just tell us the song,
and only if آپ become a fan!
saying,"Ah-oh, my name is Draco!"
I wanna celebrate and kill Dumbledore
saying "Ah-oh,old man, just let go."
We gonna rock the school
We gonna go all night
We gonna light professors up
like they're dynamite!
Cause I dueled آپ once,
Now I dueled آپ twice
We gonna light them up
like they're dynamite.
We gotta move, move, move, move
Get out the way of me and my crew, crew, crew, crew,
Sanpe, Bellatrix and Fenrir too, too, too, too,
It was on and on and on,
Now Albus is gone and gone and gone, yeah!
CREDITS:
greekgirlA,and boredcreativity have made this
(gryffindorgal made the last part)
become a پرستار of us and we will make مزید spoof songs to your favorites! just tell us the song,
and only if آپ become a fan!
It was a crisp autumn eve on the Hogwarts express. Albus, James and Rosie where eating cauldron cakes and goofing off, when suddenly an owl soared سے طرف کی and tapped furiously on the glass. Albus opened the window and the owl burst in and stuck out its leg at Albus. Albus unstrapped the note attached to its leg. The owl stared into Albus' eyes and glared.
Then without another backwards glance it took off. "What does it say?" کہا Rosie who looked terrified. Albus read aloud "potter, if آپ ever want to see your parents again آپ will meet me outside the shrieking shack at midnight on Halloween." "Its signed lord Voldemort" کہا James.
"This doesn't add up" کہا Rosie. " well we will have to discuss this later because now’s the sorting." Albus said. “cross your fingers that we all get in the same house." کہا James. "We will!" they all کہا in unison.
Then without another backwards glance it took off. "What does it say?" کہا Rosie who looked terrified. Albus read aloud "potter, if آپ ever want to see your parents again آپ will meet me outside the shrieking shack at midnight on Halloween." "Its signed lord Voldemort" کہا James.
"This doesn't add up" کہا Rosie. " well we will have to discuss this later because now’s the sorting." Albus said. “cross your fingers that we all get in the same house." کہا James. "We will!" they all کہا in unison.
All over the world people are howling
About those great کتابیں سے طرف کی J. K. Rowling
Three little کتابیں that appeal to all ages
One learns about enchantments and spells in these pages
And a young boy who is quite ordinary in appearance
Who discovers he's a wizard with powers quite immense
To learn to control them he goes to Hogwarts School
And becomes a member of Griffindor, the house that's really cool
But its not all work, there's also time for fun
A great game called Quidditch which has to be won
With جھاڑو that fly and a چادر, فرغل that makes him disappear
We know this young wizard will enjoy his سال
But it's مزید than one سال - it's going to be Seven!
For the lovers of fantasy that sounds like heaven!
If آپ haven't yet read about Harry Potter
Well, آپ really ought 'ter!
About those great کتابیں سے طرف کی J. K. Rowling
Three little کتابیں that appeal to all ages
One learns about enchantments and spells in these pages
And a young boy who is quite ordinary in appearance
Who discovers he's a wizard with powers quite immense
To learn to control them he goes to Hogwarts School
And becomes a member of Griffindor, the house that's really cool
But its not all work, there's also time for fun
A great game called Quidditch which has to be won
With جھاڑو that fly and a چادر, فرغل that makes him disappear
We know this young wizard will enjoy his سال
But it's مزید than one سال - it's going to be Seven!
For the lovers of fantasy that sounds like heaven!
If آپ haven't yet read about Harry Potter
Well, آپ really ought 'ter!
1. Do not sing We're Off To See the Wizard When sent to the headmaster's office!!!
2. You're not dying.
3. Trees can be pretty dangerous...
4. Do not call Dumbledore Santa during the holidays.
5. The Chamber of Secrets is where Snape keeps all of his galleons.
6. Dont talk to strange snakes
7. Voldemort has anger issues
8. Harry sucks at Wizard Chess.
9. A dementors kiss is a kiss only their mother would want
10. There is a troll in the dungeon!
11. "You Know Who" is "He Who Must Not Be Named"
12. Trolls go into girls bathrooms
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2. You're not dying.
3. Trees can be pretty dangerous...
4. Do not call Dumbledore Santa during the holidays.
5. The Chamber of Secrets is where Snape keeps all of his galleons.
6. Dont talk to strange snakes
7. Voldemort has anger issues
8. Harry sucks at Wizard Chess.
9. A dementors kiss is a kiss only their mother would want
10. There is a troll in the dungeon!
11. "You Know Who" is "He Who Must Not Be Named"
12. Trolls go into girls bathrooms
.
This is what the results were:
Paranoid: Very High (distrust and suspicion of those around you)
Schizoid: Very High (show little emotion)
Schizotypal: Moderate (very mild schizophrenia)
Antisocial: High (lack of conscience)
Borderline: Low (poor self image)
Histrionic: Moderate (attention seekers)
Narcissistic: Very High (self centered)
Avoidant: Low (extreme social anxiety)
Dependent: Low (needs to be taken care of)
Obsessive Compulsive: Moderate (focused on orderliness and perfection)
I found this interesting :)
Paranoid: Very High (distrust and suspicion of those around you)
Schizoid: Very High (show little emotion)
Schizotypal: Moderate (very mild schizophrenia)
Antisocial: High (lack of conscience)
Borderline: Low (poor self image)
Histrionic: Moderate (attention seekers)
Narcissistic: Very High (self centered)
Avoidant: Low (extreme social anxiety)
Dependent: Low (needs to be taken care of)
Obsessive Compulsive: Moderate (focused on orderliness and perfection)
I found this interesting :)