Wednesday, March 30, 2011
HARRY POTTER BLOGFEST - WHO WOULD BE YOUR MATES? ....
Happy Saturday! Here is your official invite to my Harry Potter Blogfest. Our favorite "Tart," Hart Johnson has picked the theme for this event.
It's quite simple. All you have to do is choose which two characters would be YOUR best mates at Hogwarts. You can use any student characters from any book.
Could it be Luna and Ginny?
Or, perhaps Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet?
There a dozens of wonderful characters to pick.
How about Lavender Brown and Parvarti Patil?
Or, maybe you like the Weasleys.... Could you imagine having Fred and George as your best mates? Hmmm. Maybe I'll take them for me.
After you choose your mates, then, all you have to do is write a fun little piece on why and what kind of trio would you be. It's that easy.
Have FUN with this. Let's keep it between 300-350 words, so we can all read each others work. Sound COOL?
What are you waiting for? Sign up on the Linky below. Post your entry on Wednesday, March 30th.
Here is my entry everyone. And don't forget to HOP around to the other participants. HAVE FUN!
My heart races as sweat pours down my face. My round, glassy eyes have trouble focussing on a ragged hat, sitting on a stool. Did I just here my name called? No — wait, yes! A crisp, authoritative voice called my name. Move, Michael! I force my leg to move, but it won’t budge.
I see a flash of red out of the corner of my left eye and immediately another on my right. Two firm grips grabbed each one of my arms. Someone’s trying to move me.
“Oy, Fred, I think this one’s stupefied.”
Am I stupefied? Is that why I can’t move? HELP!
“I believe you’re right, George. Do you know the spell to undo it?”
Please know the spell!
“How would I know the spell, Fred? Didn’t you nick some spells from Bill?
“No, George. I nicked them from Charlie.”
“Well, there you go, Fred, Bill’s the brainy brother, not Charlie. Charlie’s the brawny one.”
Why are you talking about your family? I can’t move.
“Who could tell, George, with all the brother’s we have. I’m lucky to know you.”
A rigid woman approaches me. Boy, she looks mad. But, maybe she can help me.
“What’s going on here? What have you done to this student?”
“George ... what have we done to this student?”
“Nothing professor,” chimed Fred and George. “But we think he’s been petrified.”
A pair of dark beady eyes meet my pale blue ones. A crooked smile forms on her thin lips. “Get me Professor Snape at once,” she said to the boys.
The echoes of tapping footsteps bounces all around me. A moment later they return with a man. His sour face and greasy black hair turn my stomach. Gross.
Professor Snape we have a student who is terrified. Would you administer the calming draught to him please.
He furrows his brow as he reaches into his black robes and pulls out a small vial. Not a glint of light penetrates his fathomless black eyes.
“I can only imagine how terrified he’ll be in my potions glass. I better keep a few gallons of this handy.”
If I could shiver, I would’ve.
My lips part and I choke down the liquid. Fluttering my eyelids I can feel myself again.
“You two. Escort him to the stool and make sure he’s all right.
Two freckle faces smile at me as the three of us go to the sorting hat.
And that my friends is how Fred and George Weasley became my best mates. I hope you enjoyed my entry. Please hop over to the others. I know there will be many excellent ones.