fantastic_jackie | Entries tagged with harry potter

I hate it when entirely random people friend me. - As in people who have no connections, neither friend of a friend or member of a comm, to me whatsoever. - I mean... can't they say something first? Usually those "people" end up being bots, but that doesn't seem to be the case this time.

Anyway.

6. A book with a story for you, that reminds you of something specific in your life (a person, a place, a time).

I could choose several, but I think my favorite remains Harry Potter & the ~~Chest Monster~~ Half Blood Prince. (I so was not the only person laughing at Harry's chest monster every time she mentioned it!) The buildup to that book was so suspenseful, much of it spent brooding that she killed Sirius! I loved the book, despite the devastating expectation that Dumbledore died in it. But it was after those words, "I don't care!" that I immediately became a huge Remus/Tonks fan. It led me FFN where I first met some of you, and then back here to LJ where I met even more of you. The comms, challenges, discussions, and people... And ohh, the fics! Those were very good times. :)

Fancy nostalgic

Just got back from seeing HP7, and I could say a TON about it and the seventh book in general. But I won't, because I have a greater need.

My feelings of Remus and Tonks being shorted in book, now movie, 7 have been renewed; I NEED DENIAL FIC! But LJ nor FFN have particularly helpful sorting features for such a request.

So. I call upon my buddies: remember any good denial fic that you would rec? I think I can remember a couple off the top of my head, but they're vague memories rather than authors or story titles. I need more than that to go off of to find them.

For tonight, I have my two - one of which I never released - to hold me over. Anyone willing to lend a hand? Maybe we can make this post like an archive of sorts for them! :D

Random Note: Minni needed to go outside when we got home, and I was afraid to let her out for a split second because... Voldemort could have been out there, but the professors hadn't cast the protection charm over our house to make it safe for her. And where was Harry?! ... Yeah, I was REALLY into the movie. And also apparently sleeping with my eyes open. lol

Fancy restless

I just woke up from a terrifying nightmare in which Voldemort was real. @_@

He'd taken over the UK and had arrived in America; we Muggles knew everything thanks to the CIA whose last operation of informing the public ended in their obliteration.

All the wizards and witches had been captured, killed , or forced to work as Death Eaters. Practically everything we said about the US Constitution/Government, feeling sorry for those in the UK/witches/wizards, nostalgic memories of The Past, and whispers of rebellion/what it'd be like without Voldie was taboo, resulting in an immediate Avade Kedavra of you or a family member/friend or a slow, excruciating Cruciatus Curse by means of death.

By default, I became the underground movement's leader. The NA did exist, and I was a part of it. However, my team had been entirely captured as had the leaders of the organization. (For those of you that don't know, the Nameless Agency is a spy society from my original story The Man.) It was up to me to devise a plan to kill Voldemort, and talking about in circles without ever finishing my sentences was infuritating. Not to mention my constant thoughts of, "I'm really not qualified for this!"

The plan ended up being that while Voldemort was on a casino cruise ship "entertaining" some important members of our society (aka, members of Congress) that we would stop at no ends to ensure his death. Backup plan after backup plan was hatched. My main sickening worry, however, was that Voldemort would Disapparate. So we settled on two plans: blow the entire ship to pieces thus taking out about half of Congress as well, or snipe him and hope he couldn't block it. Sniping became plan A after Major Samantha Carter (from Stargate SG:1) insisted it could prevent casualties, but someone had to determine if it would work: that someone was me.

So my mission was to sneak on board and get close to Voldie without being detected to find if he had a shield of some sort. He did have one, I discovered after a very suspensful "30 minutes," and I had to get him out of its protective embrace.

"One day, our children will know freedom," I dumbly said. But Voldemort dumbly stepped forward out of his stationary shield's protection to address me with his wand. The last thing I heard, because I suddenly couldn't see, was the echoing of about 20 sniper shots, and close as I was to Voldie, the chances of me escaping getting hit by a few were slim to none.

Then I woke up. O_O And I looked for my glasses and grabbed Ace to tell y'all. A dream with The Man, Harry Potter, and aspects of Stargate SG:1.... @_@ Cool, but scary.

This Thanksgiving, I'm glad that Voldemort is not real!! And maybe that my imagination isn't real, too! XD

Happy Thanksgiving, y'all!

I'm at Barnes and Noble this morning, and it smells sooooooo good in here. They've been baking chocolate chip cookies downstairs in the bakery: the oh-so-tastey smell is entwining with the scents of brewed coffee and new books to create a glorious aroma! ^____^ *breathes deeply* I wish I could stay here all day. Book stores excite me. ^^

I'm feeling better today after yesterday; many thanks to those of you that commented, because it really helped to talk about it. :) I'm driving again today; I'm a bit nervous and overly cautious (I stare at the traffic lights now, misbelieving....) but I should be fine. Just gotta push on and move along. ^_^

So this weekend, including today, I have to finish Ali's smuty-limey birthday fic, finish my Meta horror fic, and we're putting up the Halloween decorations. The Harry Potter Halloween decorations. ^_^

I think I forgot to mention that we changed the scene. The original Potter House idea was too sparse; there wasn't enough we could do with it to create an actual scene. Plus, something that was bothering me was the thought that maybe all the kiddies would not have read the Deathly Hallows yet. We've changed the scene to the Graveyard in the Goblet of Fire. =D

We have Voldemort already - Terri's gonna edit his features, and then I'm gonna wire his eyes to glow red and extend his pole so he's taller. We have to pick up a cauldron, rat, and snake - aka, THE cauldron, Wormtail, and Nagini - from Party City. There will be grave stones scattered around our yard, but we're NOT doing the huge Riddle gravestone because that's a little more detailed than we want to go, and Harry's not gonna be there, anyway. In the trees, we'll be doing some massive webbing just to add a Halloween-ish effect: glowing spiders, maybe some bats, and the like. Maybe an owl if we can find one. Still looking for a small fence - even 1 or 2 feet high will do. It just needs to be sanctioned off; if worst comes to worst, I'll buy a couple wooden poles to shove in the ground and make a simple string/wire fence myself.

We already have the fog machine, and I'm working on assembling the music. We have the OOtP soundtrack now, and a couple of those may work for my intents. Does anyone happen to have Something Wicked This Way Comes? We don't have the POA soundtrack...

I'm thinking about calling out on Halloween; I may or may not talk to my manager about it first, though. - Maybe I can get off early or something.

Anyway, once all the decorations are up, we'll stand back and see what else we can do. We will need to get some sort of flood light to place in front of the cauldron and Voldie... Just.. nowhere near as bright. Anyone have any suggestions??

Fancy relaxed

In celebration of the release of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, I'm posting THIS!

It's a HILARIOUS video - The Mysterious Ticking Noise. XDXD Y'all all need to check this one out!!

If y'all want to check out the others, do so at your own risk. I think the vast majority of them are also hilarious, but then, I love South Park, so...... XD

Fancy amused

Despite warnings of painful cortizone shots and sugery if I don't follow my doctor's orders about using my arm too much, here I am. ^^;;;;

Last night, I told my mom about fanfiction. This included the definition of as well as revealing that I participate in it, etc etc.

Up until this point, all she knew that I wrote were original stories. Of course, she wanted to know which fandoms I participated in, and though she loves Gundam Wing, she was unconcerned with it. Harry Potter, however...

Well, she grilled me for information about the books, what's to happen in the seventh book, what is and isn't included in the Order of the Phoenix movie, and tried to get out of me what I write specifically about in HP. I refused to tell her, but only because she's only read through the eighth chapter of HBP; I can't tell her about R/T!! O.O That would ruin it! ^^ I do know that she won't like it; she'll be all, "Okayyyyy.... That was random." <.< At which point, I'll crack out OOtP and say, "No, it's not! Look!! There are clues!! =D" And she'll guess that R/T is what I'm into as far as fanfiction goes. ^^;;

This all began because she wanted to watch a movie together which I insisted was boring and suggested reading HBP together instead. After much debate on her end, we did read, each with our copies of HBP - her's hard cover and mine paperback, - and I found out that once I can get past my jaw hurting from talking a lot as in reading or speach-making, I read aloud rather well. - Reading aloud is something I've been meaning to practice on, seeing as how I want to be an English teacher and should be adept at doing so. TMJ has always been a curse, but.... >.> Well, how aggitating that it's not something I can actually fix or work on. =/

ANYway, I made quite a few discoveries in my third re-reading of HBP - or in which chapters I read last night. The main two are these:

First, a re-re-discovered interlude between Remus and Tonks at least partially viewed by Hermione:

From HBP Ch. 5 An Excess of Phlegm, pg 95 American Paperback

"That's not the point," said Hermione. "She thinks it was her fault he died!"

"How does she work that one out?" asked Harry, in spite of himself.

"Well, she was fighting Bellatrix Lestrange, wasn't she? I think she feels that if only she had finished her off, Bellatrix couldn't have killed Sirius."

"That's stupid," said Ron.

"It's survivor's guilt," said Hermione. "I know Lupin's tried to talk her round, but she's still really down. She's actually having trouble with her Metamorphosing!"

This excites me greatly though regrettably spawns plot bunnies. O_o;; I've no more time for extra plot bunnies; my hands are full! :( Ahh well... something to think about. ^^

And secondly, a mistake between the hardcover and paperback copies! O.O

From HBP Ch. 5 An Excess of Phlegm, pg 103 American Paperback

"Oh, come off it," said Ron, striding over to her and whipping her results out of her hand. "Yep -- nine 'Oustandings' and one 'Exceeds Expectations' at Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Now when I re-read HBP the first time, I was confused about Hermione's OWLs; I'd remembered her having eleven, not ten, but I'd relented to what the page said there. If I'm not mistaken, Hermione's OWL scores are re-mentioned sometime later on - Ron or someone pointing out just how many she had - but I don't remember if the paperback said 10 or 11 there.

Anyway, the hardback edition, which is the one I read the first time around, has written in the same paragraph "...ten 'Oustandings' and one 'Exceeds Expectations'..." It was pointed out to me by my mom; I was in the midst of reading, and she said, "Ten," to which I replied, "Nine." She said again, "Ten," and thus we compared.

O.o I know that the printing is different for the copies, page and text sizes taken into account, but I didn't think they changed anything in the text. Is anyone else as curious as I am about finding out how that happened or why?? And further, if there are any more typos?? ~~And could I have simply gone to the HP Lexicon to find out the information?~~

Well, moving out of HP and into more discoveries, today I am getting the x-rays of my lower back and hips. I was supposed to get them yesterday, but...for some reason we never left the house??? Such things severely annoy me, and not at all because I'm the one getting x-rayed. But yeah. That's today. Yay! I'm finally going to find out what's wrong with me. - Or maybe more of what's not wrong with me... O.o Depends on what the pics reveal. Which I'm hoping that it's something visible on those x-rays because if it's not.... Well, back to the drawing board.

ETA: Oh, and by the way.... I finished Chapter 6. I've quite a lot to type up, not just contained to Gaither Tech, but I will work on getting it posted asap, I promise. ;)

Fancy calm
Fantasia Thoughts of a Dying Atheist - Muse

Gah! I am giddy and annoyed at the same time. >.> But I can't tell you why specifically.

Suffice it to say that I had an idea of something I could do, but didn't think that I could, and now I can, but now I can't remember what that idea was. And it would be REEEEELY helpful. <.<

No, Morri! I can't tell you! I keep thinking that I can on the phone, and I can't! *slams head on keyboard* >.> And don't you try to route me, either. You be a good, honest friend over there and stop me if I ever do. =P

Ohhhhh the things I could do! So many, many things!! Should I - mmph! I can't say anything! *glares at certain mods on flist* You guys suck because you're so awesome, you know that? =P

Dun dun dun: I got action/adventure AND angst. Blessing or curse? From the nonsense above, I cannot tell. XD ~~Maybe I'll kill Snape. This makes me happy~~.

In other news, I have decided that JKR has put spells of addiction on her books. Yes, it all makes sense now, doesn't it? The huge fan base, the record book sales, the books created about the books! This is founded on fact: solid research and digging!

I was merely looking for a date - February in HBP, which I did find - and ended up reading well past 4:00 this morning, much to my dismay because I couldn't stay up any longer.

There you have it! Rock solid evidence that JKR bewitches her books. I rest my case.