It's been so long. So long since those opening words were penned in that coffeeshop. So long since we drew scars on our foreheads. So long since we waited for Hogwarts letters. So long since we declared ourselves Potterheads.
Potterhead isn't just a title, it's a way of life. It's twirling sticks and casting spells. It's drinking butterbeer and тыква juice. It's riding brooms and playing Quidditch. It's living the stories we love.
It's hope and love. Eternal glory and surviving день to day. It's the truth of the world. And, perhaps most of all, it's memories.
Potterheads come in different forms, yet there is one thing comon among us all. Ты will always see us with our memories. We might carry pencils as if they were wands. We might sing "Hedwig's Theme." But we have one word in common.
"Always."
It is сказал(-а) that words have a power of their own. This has been proven true many times, most notably in the Latin phrases that make up our Избранное spells. This one word, for all of us around the world, means love, loyalty, and our promise. By this word, we promised to never forget, even when Death comes for us.
So many truths in this world are revealed in the world we love. Such as the power of a mother's Любовь for her son. In Lily's love, Harry found a protection that Voldemort could never counteract. He found the one weapon he could use against Voldemort.
In return, we loved him. We stayed by his side. And we waited. We waited for what was surely coming. The end.
Now the end is upon us. In our hearts, Harry left a small bit of himself. It's not very large, but as long as we remember, it will always remain. That bit of Harry is what makes a Potterhead. And in keeping with the promise we made thirteen years ago, we will always keep the Boy Who Lived alive.
Farewell, Harry Potter. Ты will always live on in us, the Potterheads.
Potterhead isn't just a title, it's a way of life. It's twirling sticks and casting spells. It's drinking butterbeer and тыква juice. It's riding brooms and playing Quidditch. It's living the stories we love.
It's hope and love. Eternal glory and surviving день to day. It's the truth of the world. And, perhaps most of all, it's memories.
Potterheads come in different forms, yet there is one thing comon among us all. Ты will always see us with our memories. We might carry pencils as if they were wands. We might sing "Hedwig's Theme." But we have one word in common.
"Always."
It is сказал(-а) that words have a power of their own. This has been proven true many times, most notably in the Latin phrases that make up our Избранное spells. This one word, for all of us around the world, means love, loyalty, and our promise. By this word, we promised to never forget, even when Death comes for us.
So many truths in this world are revealed in the world we love. Such as the power of a mother's Любовь for her son. In Lily's love, Harry found a protection that Voldemort could never counteract. He found the one weapon he could use against Voldemort.
In return, we loved him. We stayed by his side. And we waited. We waited for what was surely coming. The end.
Now the end is upon us. In our hearts, Harry left a small bit of himself. It's not very large, but as long as we remember, it will always remain. That bit of Harry is what makes a Potterhead. And in keeping with the promise we made thirteen years ago, we will always keep the Boy Who Lived alive.
Farewell, Harry Potter. Ты will always live on in us, the Potterheads.
"Good by danny," I сказал(-а) Поцелуи him on the cheek one last time."we may not see each other again but I will remember you." for the past week danny and i have been dating on a crusie. (sorry spelling? my mind is not working today.)We both knew the день would come when we would not be able to see each other. Now it had come. I hugged him and walked down the gang plank.
4 months later
I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I сказал(-а) to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie или somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.
4 months later
I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I сказал(-а) to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie или somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.