Harry Potter Theme Song Music Notes Novels & Stories

Elder Max tapped the rod once, low note, twice, higher, and a third time, clean. “Three notes,” he said, as if handing me a bowl. “Not lullabies, just commands.” “Sing for me.” Sable smiled wider. “Not for you,” I said, and sang for the house. Three notes only, but they were ours, the new song we wrote, as tonight a call would not be enough, children first, hospital second, this floor, that door and Lily’s laugh with a ridiculous hat on the moon. The line under my feet answered like a bass string plucked and the rust-water words on Sable’s vellum fluttered as if someone opened a window.

(Amanda Fernard) Even with so many problems, I put them aside a bit and watch my bare feet under the gray-colored wall as my body lies on the bed, as the music plays, my feet tapping to the beat and I swing my head from side to side as the absurdly loud melody of the music: O sétimo Hokage (The seventh hokage) - 7 minutoz, plays in my headphones. I have no idea how I haven't gone deaf yet. This is the part I am most identifying with at the moment:

Shona asks with a squeak. I grin and nod, "I'm ready." "Yay! You look so beautiful sweetheart!" Jess hugs me, before taking my hand and leading me out. I am ready, and waiting for the rest of my life; my mates are so romantic and I love how Dean's spontaneity and Holden's OCD brain compliment each other perfectly. I hear the song I'd begged to have for my entrance on.. Pachabel canon in D minor. It's soothing and stunning. Jessica opens the door, and her and Shona walk in slowly in time with the music; it's times like these I wish my parents were alive..

"In books I have travelled,not only to other worlds, but into my own " I abruptly slammed the brakes . Samuel got up with a start from the backseat and Scar continued with her rhyme "Jingle bells, umbridge smells, losers go away. Draco's hot Voldemorts not, Hogwarts all the way hey!!" Sam and me turned our heads towards scar simultaneously. We looked at her for a while , she stopped singing and Sam was the first to break the silence

Heat flooded her face, but she stood still. “Nice tits, Myr,” Trey said around his cherry sucker. His gaze moved from her bare breasts to the string of notes written above and below a single line. “There’s no staff, Brian. What in the hell am I looking at?” Brian pointed to the start of the line, near Myrna’s right shoulder. “Middle C. The first chord.” Brian showed Trey his fingering and struck the strings with his pick. Trey moved his hand along his guitar strings, glanced back at the score on Myrna’s skin and nodded. “Okay. I see. Harmony or concert?”

The boy continued to count the beats with his hand, up and down. Harry couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face, they sounded amazing together. He found himself also counting the beat along with Jedidiah till Saint’s part ended and he stepped into the room making his presence known. Harry: Like a breeze that gently caresses Like lightly drifting dust You’re there but I can’t touch you stop! You’re like a dream to me Butterfly high All three boys whipped their heads up to look at Harry, Jedidiah smiling, Luca looking like he got caught doing something he shouldn’t, and Williams not missing a beat to continue the song.

"It was enchanting to meet you" "All I know is I was, enchanted to meet you" His eyes never left mine. I looked away and focused on singing. But I was scared that he'll disappear again, so I glance at him every chance I get. "This night is sparkling, don't you let it go" "I'm wonder struck, blushing all the way home" "I'll spend forever wondering if you knew" "This night is flawless, don't you let it go" "I'm wonder struck, dancing around all alone"

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

A drop on C. A drop on D minor. And his claws parting her flesh like soft butter. Uncurling her fists, she lifted her calm fingers to the keys, finding the proper placements without so much of a thought and added pressure to the first key. The respective sound echoed through the chamber. Parisa repeated with another finger, and then another, and another– slow and unhurried as she began to sink into a familiar song recently learned. Je te laisserai des mots by whom she did not know.

"Please?" "Wrong." I turned my head away again. "Abracadabra?" I shook my head. "Ugh! Clue?" "Harry Potter." "Avada Kedavra?" I scowled at him. "Kill me, why don't you?" He pressed his fingers to his forehead. "That's the only one I know." "VulneraSanentur." I finally answered. "Because you wound me." Colton sent a flat look. "Get out."