- It isn't illegal to do this, since the publisher ilitumwa it up on the internet first, just in hard to read handwriting.
OK, So this is J.K Rowling's 2 Page StoryCard.
Read it first, and the read my thoughts about it.
Then, wewe can post your's in the comments!!
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The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted,"Whoa!" Sergeant Fisher slammed his large foot on the brake, thinking that the boy who was riding pillion was sure to be flung under his wheels; however, the motorbike made the turn without unseating either of its riders, and with a wink of its red tail lights, vanished up the narrow side street.
"We've got 'em now!" cried PC Anderson excitedly. "That's a dead end!"
Leaning hard on the steering wheel and crashing his gears, Fisher scraped half the paint off the flank of the car as he forced it up the alleyway in pursuit.
There in the headlights sat their quarry, stationary at last after a quarter of an hour's chase. The two riders were trapped between a towering brickwall and the police car, which was now crawling towards them like some growling luminous-eyes predator.
There was so little space between the car doors and the walls of the alley that Fisher and Anderson had difficulty extricating themselves from the vehicle. It injured their dignity to have to inch, crab-like, towards the miscreants. Fisher dragged his generous belly along the wall, tearing buttons off his shati as he went, and finally snapping off the wing mirror with his backside.
"Get off the bike!" he bellowed at the smirking youths, who sat basking in the flashing blue light as though enjoying it.
They did as they were told, finally pulling free from the broken wing mirror, Fisher glared at them. They seemed to be in their late teens. The one who had been driving had long black hair, his insolent good looks reminded Fisher unpleasantly of his daughter's guitar-playing, layabout boyfriend. The sekunde boy also had black hair, though his was short and stuck up in all directions; he wore glasses and a broad grin. Both were dressed in t-shirts emblazoned with a large golden bird; the emblem, no doubt, of some deafening, timeless rock band.
"No helmet!" Fisher yelled, pointing from one uncovered head to the other. "Exceeding the speed by-by a considerable amount!" (In fact, the speed registered had been greater than Fisher was prepared to accept that any motorcycle could travel.) "Failure to stop for the police!"
"We'd have loved to stop for a chat," alisema the boy in glasses,"only we were trying--"
"Don't get smart-you two are in a heap of trouble!" snarled Anderson. "Names!"
"Names?" repeated the long-haired driver."Er-Well, let's see. There's Wilberforce...Bathsheba...Elvendork..."
"And what's nice about that one is, wewe can use it for a boy au a girl," alisema the boy in glasses.
"Oh, our names, did wewe mean?" asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage."You should've said! This here is James Potter, and I'm Sirius Black!"
"Things'll be seriously black for wewe in a minute, wewe cheeky little-"
But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staring past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical, fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.
For the space of a heartbeat both policemen imagined guns gleaming at them, but a sekunde later they saw that the motorcyclists had drawn nothing zaidi than-
"Drumsticks?" jeered Anderson. "Right pair of jokers, aren't you? Right, we're arresting wewe on a charge of--"
But Anderson never got to name the charge. James and Sirius had shouted something incomprehensible, and the beams from the headlights had moved.
The policemen wheeled around, then staggered backwards. Three men were flying-actually flying- up the alley on broomsticks-and at the same moment,the police car was rearing up on its back wheels.
Fisher's knee bucked; as he sat down hard; Anderson tripped over Fisher's legs and fell on juu of him, as flump-bang-crunch- they heard the mean on brooms slam into the suspended car and fall, apparently insensible, to the ground, while broken bits of broomstick clattered down around them.
The motorbike had roared into life again. His mouth hanging open, Fisher mustered the strength to look back at the two teenagers.
"Thanks very much!" called Sirius over the throb of the engine."We owe wewe one!"
"Yeah, nice meeting you!" alisema James. "And don't forget: Elvendork! It's unisex!"
There was an earth-shaking crash, and Fisher and Anderson threw their arms around each other in fright; their car had just fallen back to the ground. Now it was the motorcycle's turn to rear. Before the policemen's disbelieving eyes, it took off into thin air: James and Sirius zoomed away into the night sky, their tail light twinkling behind them like a vanishing ruby.
From the prequel I am not working on-but that was fun! J.K. Rowling.2008
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I kinda thought that this was a bit like a Fred/George story, only way zaidi rebellious and the REALLY odd thing was they used magic in front of muggles! So...
OK, So this is J.K Rowling's 2 Page StoryCard.
Read it first, and the read my thoughts about it.
Then, wewe can post your's in the comments!!
*********
The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted,"Whoa!" Sergeant Fisher slammed his large foot on the brake, thinking that the boy who was riding pillion was sure to be flung under his wheels; however, the motorbike made the turn without unseating either of its riders, and with a wink of its red tail lights, vanished up the narrow side street.
"We've got 'em now!" cried PC Anderson excitedly. "That's a dead end!"
Leaning hard on the steering wheel and crashing his gears, Fisher scraped half the paint off the flank of the car as he forced it up the alleyway in pursuit.
There in the headlights sat their quarry, stationary at last after a quarter of an hour's chase. The two riders were trapped between a towering brickwall and the police car, which was now crawling towards them like some growling luminous-eyes predator.
There was so little space between the car doors and the walls of the alley that Fisher and Anderson had difficulty extricating themselves from the vehicle. It injured their dignity to have to inch, crab-like, towards the miscreants. Fisher dragged his generous belly along the wall, tearing buttons off his shati as he went, and finally snapping off the wing mirror with his backside.
"Get off the bike!" he bellowed at the smirking youths, who sat basking in the flashing blue light as though enjoying it.
They did as they were told, finally pulling free from the broken wing mirror, Fisher glared at them. They seemed to be in their late teens. The one who had been driving had long black hair, his insolent good looks reminded Fisher unpleasantly of his daughter's guitar-playing, layabout boyfriend. The sekunde boy also had black hair, though his was short and stuck up in all directions; he wore glasses and a broad grin. Both were dressed in t-shirts emblazoned with a large golden bird; the emblem, no doubt, of some deafening, timeless rock band.
"No helmet!" Fisher yelled, pointing from one uncovered head to the other. "Exceeding the speed by-by a considerable amount!" (In fact, the speed registered had been greater than Fisher was prepared to accept that any motorcycle could travel.) "Failure to stop for the police!"
"We'd have loved to stop for a chat," alisema the boy in glasses,"only we were trying--"
"Don't get smart-you two are in a heap of trouble!" snarled Anderson. "Names!"
"Names?" repeated the long-haired driver."Er-Well, let's see. There's Wilberforce...Bathsheba...Elvendork..."
"And what's nice about that one is, wewe can use it for a boy au a girl," alisema the boy in glasses.
"Oh, our names, did wewe mean?" asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage."You should've said! This here is James Potter, and I'm Sirius Black!"
"Things'll be seriously black for wewe in a minute, wewe cheeky little-"
But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staring past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical, fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.
For the space of a heartbeat both policemen imagined guns gleaming at them, but a sekunde later they saw that the motorcyclists had drawn nothing zaidi than-
"Drumsticks?" jeered Anderson. "Right pair of jokers, aren't you? Right, we're arresting wewe on a charge of--"
But Anderson never got to name the charge. James and Sirius had shouted something incomprehensible, and the beams from the headlights had moved.
The policemen wheeled around, then staggered backwards. Three men were flying-actually flying- up the alley on broomsticks-and at the same moment,the police car was rearing up on its back wheels.
Fisher's knee bucked; as he sat down hard; Anderson tripped over Fisher's legs and fell on juu of him, as flump-bang-crunch- they heard the mean on brooms slam into the suspended car and fall, apparently insensible, to the ground, while broken bits of broomstick clattered down around them.
The motorbike had roared into life again. His mouth hanging open, Fisher mustered the strength to look back at the two teenagers.
"Thanks very much!" called Sirius over the throb of the engine."We owe wewe one!"
"Yeah, nice meeting you!" alisema James. "And don't forget: Elvendork! It's unisex!"
There was an earth-shaking crash, and Fisher and Anderson threw their arms around each other in fright; their car had just fallen back to the ground. Now it was the motorcycle's turn to rear. Before the policemen's disbelieving eyes, it took off into thin air: James and Sirius zoomed away into the night sky, their tail light twinkling behind them like a vanishing ruby.
From the prequel I am not working on-but that was fun! J.K. Rowling.2008
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I kinda thought that this was a bit like a Fred/George story, only way zaidi rebellious and the REALLY odd thing was they used magic in front of muggles! So...
Warner bro's and j.k Rowling have decided to let peple come to the Harry Potter studios ,where there is hogwarts ,diagon alley, hosmeade and anywhere else in the wizarding world . They onyesha wewe how they do all the efects like how the brooms fly,the night bus and more.
They wanted hogwarts to look very real so they encouraged all the actors and actresses to carve their initials into the benches in the great hall and they hit the plates with a hammer to give them an authentic look.
I will be going to harry potter world so i will tell wewe how it was.
P.S I am not talking about the one in orlando this one is in london and it's the ACTUAL studio
They wanted hogwarts to look very real so they encouraged all the actors and actresses to carve their initials into the benches in the great hall and they hit the plates with a hammer to give them an authentic look.
I will be going to harry potter world so i will tell wewe how it was.
P.S I am not talking about the one in orlando this one is in london and it's the ACTUAL studio
This is my Harry Potter shabiki fiction review.
Hermione's friend in her Muggle life has enter Hogwarts! Samantha Crane, her name, is a jealous, snobby girl who likes to bully Hermione in the past. Surprisingly, she's invited kwa McGonagall to become Hogwarts student for a week!
Harry, Ron and Hermione later knows the truth: Sam is planning to do something worse to Hogwarts, before the professors know it. Together, the trio struggle to prevent Sam's plan!
If wewe want to see it, see my profaili on June. I'll post the link!
(PS: wewe can recommend better ideas.)
Hogwarts News 11/7/10
Dear all students,
Hogwarts has some very interesting news for wewe all.
Last night Professor Dumbledore and Professer
McGonagall decided to get engaged. They plan to have their wedding in about 2 weeks.
Ronald Bilius Weasley has Lost his rat, Scabbers. He came back to his dormitory to find an empty cage. He is very worried.
Ms.Norris got Lost a few days zamani and now we found out that she had been donated to a charity in Africa.
Professor Snape has been sent to the wizard police for examination.
Thank you, Hogwarts School News
Dear all students,
Hogwarts has some very interesting news for wewe all.
Last night Professor Dumbledore and Professer
McGonagall decided to get engaged. They plan to have their wedding in about 2 weeks.
Ronald Bilius Weasley has Lost his rat, Scabbers. He came back to his dormitory to find an empty cage. He is very worried.
Ms.Norris got Lost a few days zamani and now we found out that she had been donated to a charity in Africa.
Professor Snape has been sent to the wizard police for examination.
Thank you, Hogwarts School News
I know that you-know-who is very cruel and very dark. However, what made him to have these personality. I mean when he was a child, he was lonely and he did not know anything about magic and the wizarding world. He was confused. Therefore, he Lost his controland caused the dark lord today.
In short, I want to say that the Dark lord is very cruel and dark,but there are some reasons that caused him to be a dark wizard.
I think the dark lord is very poor because he does not know upendo and thereis no upendo in his world. He is lonely.At the last moment of his life,he still did't know what is upendo and he didn't have any friend!
How about you? What do wewe think about you-kno-who? Can wewe think some reason that caused Tom Riddle to be a dark wizard?
Many of us are familiar with Harry Potter's Diagon Alley but somehow... it sounds weird to hear A Diagon Mall. I am a third mwaka student taking up Advertising and we are assign think of a topic that suit our satisfaction. Our topic is about Thematic Branding and I am thinking about doing the Harry Potter's Diagon Alley. Since the place is already a commercial place for the wizardy world I have decided to pick it up as my thesis. Now I would like to gather maoni about my proposal about Advertising Diagon Alley and make it not just an ordinary place in a magical world.
Since the 7th book is out and has probably been read kwa most of the Harry Potter fans, does this really mean that the Potter mania is over? When I finished the book, I immediately reread it just trick to myself into thinking it wasn't over. For a while I was in a state of Potter denial. I kept thinking that it's not over and there will be loads zaidi vitabu after the 7th. I have finally realized that it's over and done with. But it got me thinking.
Will we ever have another great series like Harry Potter?
It's possible that we might not see another great series for 5, 10, au even 20 years. It might not be as good as Harry Potter, but there's hope.
But maybe we won't have to wait. Maybe the Potter mania isn't really over. With Fanfic, Fanart, Wizard Rock and everything wizard related the Potter legacy still continues. So, maybe it isn't the end.
Will we ever have another great series like Harry Potter?
It's possible that we might not see another great series for 5, 10, au even 20 years. It might not be as good as Harry Potter, but there's hope.
But maybe we won't have to wait. Maybe the Potter mania isn't really over. With Fanfic, Fanart, Wizard Rock and everything wizard related the Potter legacy still continues. So, maybe it isn't the end.