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 Chapter title: Invitation Invitation to go see the Quidditch World Cup. New experiences, great friends, fun times! Victor Krum will be there, to Ron's delight! Ireland versus Bulgaria will be a game not to be missed. Thoughtful to send an invitation twice. Apparition isn't possible, so a portkey will be used. Thousands of wizards and witches will be there. International Quidditch conferences are grand events. Owl and Pigwidgeon were sent back with glee. Never again will Harry miss fun times with his friends.  "We're coming for you whether the Muggles like it or not, you can't miss the World Cup, only Mum and Dad reckon it's better if we pretend to ask their permission first. If they say yes, send Pig back with your answer pronto, and we'll come and get you at five o'clock on Sunday. If they say no, send Pig back pronto and we'll come and get you at five o'clock on Sunday anyway." ~~Ronald Weasley |
Dolores Umbridge Always picking on Harry Look what she's done now Tried to trap Harry Backfired on her badly Friends to the rescue Umbridge now beaten The Order of the Phoenix Off to someplace safe |
 A visit from Aunt Marge is always rough Vern warned Harry, and then left in a huff "No magic Harry, or I've had enough." Harry being 'muggle-like' is so tough Permission for a class trip was in sight "Sign my school slip, and with her I won't fight." A deal was made between them, wrong or right Intent was to be good with all his might The visit went sour, that he could tell Aunt Marge's insults hit like a bombshell Angered magic caused the woman to swell Floating up to the ceiling, she did dwell Under age magic? Was he in trouble? He fled from the scene. Marge now a bubble.  A sonnet is three quatrains followed by a rhyming couplet, for a total of fourteen lines altogether. Each line is 10 syllables long. |
 "Wow! Is that a big egg? What's the eye in the center all about?" "Go away, Joey. This is my new clock radio. Dad got it for me when we were at Best Buy last night." "How come I didn't go to Best Buy?" "You were already asleep. If you didn't go to sleep at seven o'clock, maybe you could have come, too. Or not!" Dave smirked at his six year old brother. Joey was still focused on the clock radio. "Does the eye blink." "Joey, don't touch that." Dave pushed the little hand away as it was about to poke the radio in it's 'eye'. I already told you it's not an eye. Gosh, you're such a baby!" "I am not. You're a baby. Baby, baby, baby." "Joey, if you sit down and keep quiet, I'll show you how it works." The ten year old watched as little Joey excitedly jumped onto the bed, then he continued, proudly explaining about the radio. "This is a frog radio, Joey, not an egg radio." He looked away from the radio for a moment to sneer at his brother. "Why would you think this even looks like an egg? It's GREEN!" Dave took care in emphasizing the word. "It's round, sort of." "It's a frog sitting. So, it has two eyes, but one stays open to show the time, and the other one opens when the music is played. Like this.." Dave pressed a button on the top. "Ah! Cool! Can I have one, too?" Dad had been listening in the hall to the two boys talking, and thought this was a great time to enter the room. "You mean like this?" Joey jumped off the bed. His eyes were as wide as the eyes on the radio when he saw another clock radio in his dad's hands. "Is that for me?" Without waiting for an answer, he took it from his dad. "Thanks, Dad, I love you!"  |
 All celebrated Hallow's Eve with such a great feast Hogwart's children were excited, to say the least Little did they expect trouble would stir What happened next was all a blur Professor Quirrell let a troll in the school Students were led out, according to rule Hermione was missing, to the bathroom she'd gone The boys to her rescue were Harry and Ron They ran through the castle as quick as a wink In the bathroom they found the troll by the sink They tried to fight it, though they were so tiny One thought in their minds..To save fair Herminone The troll grabbed Harry, and was causing some harm Do something, Ron, use the new charm Wingardium Leviosa, were the words that were said It brought the troll's club right down on it's head Ron Weasley and Harry Potter had earned a true friend Hermione would trust them from then to the end The three were school heroes, from what Dumbledore had seen All of Hogwart's were safe on that first Halloween  |
 Tri-Wizard Tournament's first task captured an egg Harry took a bath with the golden egg prize Even Cedric heard the song of the egg under water Fleur Delacour was a swimmer, too Intent on winning for their school Recovering what had been taken wasn't easy for the champions Singing merpeople said to go to the lake To rescue their friends was the goal Tournament complications were forever on call Always testing Harry's determination Solvers of the dilemma were the group Krum, Diggory, Potter and Fleur, champions, one and all.  |
A Haiku type grouping How did it begin Goblet of Fire brought doom What will Harry do Cedric Diggory Such a fine Hogwart's student Killed at Triwizard Where has Cedric gone? Edward Cullen of Twilight? Harry must now deal. A brave student gone Voldemort is coming back Harry is upset Never fear, Potter You have strong Hogwart's friendships You will save the day |
 "HARRY"! Ron shook his friend again. This time, more frantically. "Ron", Hermione's voice cracked as she eyed Harry Potter's limp body on the cold, tile floor, "We've got to get him to Dumbledore. He'll know what to..." "Harry! Bloody hell! You're alright then." Ron took a better look at his fallen pal. "Hold on. Harry, your scar, it's bleeding." "What"? Harry sat up slowly, still clearly dazed. His fingers raced up to his brow, where the lightning bolt shaped scar was on display. "Eh, no. I must have bumped my head when I fell." Hermione already took a handkerchief out of her pocket, and proceeded to dab the scratch next to Harry's scar while he continued speaking. "It was strange...Something new...My scar began to hurt, and I thought it was a vision of Voldemort." "That's when you screamed like a bloody banshee and fell to the floor." Ron interrupted. "Right. So, this vision was different. I saw a large stallion. It was a Patronus, I'm sure of it. Though, there weren't any Dementor's there. The horse beckoned me to follow it, and I did. We cautiously crossed over an old, creaky wooden bridge, and we ended up in an odd forest. It looked like a fairy forest. The Patronus was suddenly gone. I set out to search for it, when I heard a sad cry. I quickened my pace toward the sound, and that's when I saw it. ...A unicorn. It was bleeding and crying!" "Harry. Calm down, you're alright now. Can you walk?" Hermione put the soiled handkerchief back into her pocket and began to help Harry onto his feet. "Ron, Help me get Harry to Dumbledore. Harry's vision's have always been true. Harming a unicorn is a crime. We've got to find out who might have done this." The three hurried off, on their way to start another adventure.  |
Some Limerick fun There once was a boy and an elf Elf hid birthday cards on a shelf Elf scampered away Caused the worst birthday The boy cleaned the mess by himself Muggles didn't like Harry's chatter He acted just like a mad hatter Cake on a guest Mayhem, unrest Harry's birthday heart went a patter Chaos was all that was found The faces of family so frowned Friends to the rescue When home was a zoo The worst birthday soon would turn 'round  |
| An Acrostic Flash Fiction 'Make it move', said one sparrow to the other. 'Ah, but that cat seems ready to pounce', was the reply. Kitty Cat just smiled thought the window. 'Empty talk with no action', the first bird teased.  'I'm not afraid', the other bird bragged. 'Talk, talk, talk', the first laughed.  'Meow', the still cat coaxed. Onward, the brave bird flew...Right into the glass with a very loud SMACK! Vivid images of stars floated above his head, as he fell to the ground. Eyeing the glass through a bright sunny glare, the first bird watched it vanish, then appear, then vanish again! 'Ooops', he tweeted.  |
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