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It was a few minutes after the golden pair strode from the train toward the carriages that the strawberry and pumkin head of Virginia Weasley wove through the crowd, summoning her classmates next with a few enthusiastic waves and brilliant smile. The baby girl of the Weasely pack stood tall, bones and body catching up as her 15 year old figure raced headlong into maturity. The runt of the wizardng litter could now command every eye she passed, and with joyous pride she did so. Look at me, her laughter said, all the money in the world can't buy what I'm becoming.
Hagrid's voice boomed across the station, calling for students to take their places waiting to be taken by carriage. The Hogwarts carriages themselves were loaded near to the brim as the final students made their way across the platform, dragging luggage bemused expressions. Luna Lovegood re-adjusted her wand behind her ear, and turned to smile faintly at her companion. Neville, who walked a little slower to accomadate for his extra-weighty trunk, smiled back with confidence near seeping from his ears. The nightmare that remained in the forefront of their minds had left its mark most notably on the Longbottom boy. Every gesture he made said proudly, I am all grown up now. I went to battle with Harry Potter, and nothing you can do can hurt me, this day or any after. The quiet and serene Luna was study in comparison: she looked and spoke exactly the same, opaline eyes never wavering as she absorbed everything in the immediately area. How could she seem so normal? It was a a question that begged answering. Had she even been at the Minsitry of Magic at all, or was is just a rumor too outrageous to be true? But whether Luna seemed unchanged or not, she had been there, and in its own way, perhaps a way no one but she can tell, it changed her too.
All in all they were a pecular lot: the six students that embarked on the now famous rescue mission. And while they began this year little different than they had begun the last--separated, burdened, disconnected from one another more by default of their previous relationships than anything else-- eventually their everyday lives would come to mirror their lives that fateful spring night. Little by little they would converge, and before the Yule passed they would find themselves bound together: by blood, by love, and by justice.
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So, do you buy that Ginny could become the beauty of Hogwarts, the really cute one every other girl thinks she wants to be? Cause I need to give her some kind of personality, and this seems to fit wiht her discovery of the joys of boyfriends in book 4. I figure by book she'll be 15, and will begin to look the part. Even if its jsut for this introduction. Otherwise who knows what I'll do with her.
It was a few minutes after the golden pair strode from the train toward the carriages that the strawberry and pumkin head of Virginia Weasley wove through the crowd, summoning her classmates next with a few enthusiastic waves and brilliant smile. The baby girl of the Weasely pack stood tall, bones and body catching up as her 15 year old figure raced headlong into maturity. The runt of the wizardng litter could now command every eye she passed, and with joyous pride she did so. Look at me, her laughter said, all the money in the world can't buy what I'm becoming.
Hagrid's voice boomed across the station, calling for students to take their places waiting to be taken by carriage. The Hogwarts carriages themselves were loaded near to the brim as the final students made their way across the platform, dragging luggage bemused expressions. Luna Lovegood re-adjusted her wand behind her ear, and turned to smile faintly at her companion. Neville, who walked a little slower to accomadate for his extra-weighty trunk, smiled back with confidence near seeping from his ears. The nightmare that remained in the forefront of their minds had left its mark most notably on the Longbottom boy. Every gesture he made said proudly, I am all grown up now. I went to battle with Harry Potter, and nothing you can do can hurt me, this day or any after. The quiet and serene Luna was study in comparison: she looked and spoke exactly the same, opaline eyes never wavering as she absorbed everything in the immediately area. How could she seem so normal? It was a a question that begged answering. Had she even been at the Minsitry of Magic at all, or was is just a rumor too outrageous to be true? But whether Luna seemed unchanged or not, she had been there, and in its own way, perhaps a way no one but she can tell, it changed her too.
All in all they were a pecular lot: the six students that embarked on the now famous rescue mission. And while they began this year little different than they had begun the last--separated, burdened, disconnected from one another more by default of their previous relationships than anything else-- eventually their everyday lives would come to mirror their lives that fateful spring night. Little by little they would converge, and before the Yule passed they would find themselves bound together: by blood, by love, and by justice.
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So, do you buy that Ginny could become the beauty of Hogwarts, the really cute one every other girl thinks she wants to be? Cause I need to give her some kind of personality, and this seems to fit wiht her discovery of the joys of boyfriends in book 4. I figure by book she'll be 15, and will begin to look the part. Even if its jsut for this introduction. Otherwise who knows what I'll do with her.
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Date: 2003-07-27 01:17 am (UTC)posts.
posts. posts. posts. posts.
posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. posts. po---
Sorry, got a bit carried away there. ;-0
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Date: 2003-07-27 01:20 am (UTC)I love your LJ background. Beautiful.
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Date: 2003-07-27 01:44 am (UTC)http://www.livejournal.com/users/muzakgurrl/15374.html
go to the one that says "Hands". Absorb the gorgeousness as it should be. :) I had to flip it to look good on my journal.
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