Novel & Cerita Notes For Harry Potter Theme Song

Becky: Don't kid yourself, I think he is blind! June: lol :') "Ms.Paxton and Ms.Gomez if you don't quit using your mobile Phones we may have to send you two out! " We heard a voice from one of the Professors. We gave an apologetic look a turned off our mobiles. I was kinda embarrassed. I glanced at Harry but he still did not even notice me. I didn't know his name, I thought he looked like Harry Styles from One Direction with the Longhair and all. So for me, he was Harry.

my voice broke in half. Adamant, he continued, "Yes, you can. You know when the Sorting Hat placed Neville in Gryffindor?" I nodded weakly, slightly amused at how regular he seemed when dropping Harry Potter reference. "That same fat kid slayed a snake seven years later. You're the Neville, Rashid. You can slay your snake, and you will." "It's slew." I sniffed. "Huh?" "Slew a snake, not slayed." "You're fucking hopeless."

It was the second time I burned myself with my cup of tea. I had recently bought it when I discovered an internet store about literary articles, and I instantly fell in love with the Harry Potter-themed cup that only required the coat of arms belonging to the book when it was filled to the top by a smoking liquid. Most of the time, I just filled it with water just to have the pleasure of seeing the dark color giving way to the brightness that contained the drawing of the most famous magnificent witchcraft school in the literary world.

Jonathan started to walk towards us in his beach colorful pattern shorts and a blue open t-shirt which shows his abs. "Nessa hi" Jonathan greeted and shake hands. "Kova my boy" Jonathan and Kova did some manly side hugs. " So what are you doing here?" Jonathan asked me with a grin that I so want to wipe from his face. "You know why I'm here John" I replied to him with a DUH face. Jonathan Dig his hands in his pocket and removed my treasure, which made my eyes shine., I looked at Kova who was looking at me with the same shine. OUR HARRY POTTER TICKETS FOR Theatre show.

Well only seven ish hours until I find out what the hell happened last night * * * * * * * * * * * Now some may say I’ve made no effort, but knowing my friends, they will rock up in the same attire. What are friends for after all? Wearing my new Harry Potter pyjamas, with the quote exceptionally ordinary from Luna Lovegood, I tie my hair up into a messy bun.

<3 Chapter Soundtrack: Heavens telephone by forest blakk-- amazing sound!

I can't take the atmosphere when I suddenly speak " can we play a song?" " go ahead choose whatever you want" Off said "I'll connect my phone," I said as I plugged my phone into his speaker " This song is my favourite, whenever I listen to this I feel so relieved, I don't know why but there is something inside me giving me hope to know where this song came from," I said as I played THE LOUDEST SILENCE *theme song of TOL* I saw my friends smiled after I played the song, I guess they also know this song

“What?” “A theme song, Valentine, I think we need one.” “Hmm…” She contacted her last living brain cells, as she looked for a best theme song for the both of them. “Can’t Help Falling in Love by Elvis Presley?” He shook his head. “The song is nice but it’s the most common one amongst the elders today. We need something that suits the both of us.” “I really don’t have anything in mind,” she laughed sheepishly. “Then, let’s seek help from our magical friend!” he announced. William reached out for the stereo to change the music. A different song came out, making him to sing along.

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:12 AM Erik commented and continued to watch, as an eerie and raspy voice ordered Quirrel to 'use the boy'. Quirrell then ordered the boy to look at the mirror. Mr. Potter then stood in front of the mirror and Erik paused again. He quickly positioned himself behind the boy and 'unpaused' the memory. He watched as the boy's reflection took a red ruby-like stone from its pants' pocket, showed it to him, gave him a wink and put the stone back in the pocket. Mr. Potter then, as sneaky as an elephant in a china store could be, checked his pocket and noticed the bulge in it. But the stupid professor didn't seem to notice.

Ding, ding, ding, we pull away to see Silvia standing on the stage. “Can the birthday girl please come to the stage.” Silvia says and I feel Octavia stiffen in my hold, she knows what’s coming. We walk up to the stage and our dads come through the side door attached to the stage, holing her cake; a Harry Potter themed three tier cake, the bottom layer is Green (Slytherin), dark chocolate devils’ cake, the middle layer is Blue (Ravenclaw), milk chocolate mud cake and the top layer is the Marauders map, with a silver wolf howling on the top, it’s a white chocolate and raspberry centre sponge cake. There is black frosted roses and other HP symbols positioned around it.