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.
Hi today i will tell Ты haw to become a mermaid
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the душ take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me рыба of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When Ты say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
Далее time Ты touch water close your eyes imagine Ты being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then Ты should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR Ты
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM Youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN еще SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the душ take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me рыба of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When Ты say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
Далее time Ты touch water close your eyes imagine Ты being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then Ты should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR Ты
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM Youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN еще SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
When I woke up I was on a cement floor. My head felt terrible pain and I saw that I had some black and blue on my leg.
''Finally, Ты woke up. I have been waiting for your name.'' A voice сказал(-а) behind me. I turned around and screamed the sream that sounds like a dying llama. ''Billiam Fergunsun!'' I yelled in rage. ''Yes, tis I ,Billiam Fergunsun."
He is such an idiot. I stood up and brought my knee to his pee-hole and he screamed like a little girl. "Girl power!" I screamed. I didn't notice his friends.
They almost hit me when I heard someone scream now! and I felt light headed and everything went dark again.
''Finally, Ты woke up. I have been waiting for your name.'' A voice сказал(-а) behind me. I turned around and screamed the sream that sounds like a dying llama. ''Billiam Fergunsun!'' I yelled in rage. ''Yes, tis I ,Billiam Fergunsun."
He is such an idiot. I stood up and brought my knee to his pee-hole and he screamed like a little girl. "Girl power!" I screamed. I didn't notice his friends.
They almost hit me when I heard someone scream now! and I felt light headed and everything went dark again.
Another день in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer день of hanging out with Друзья and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the Далее минута I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
Just another summer день of hanging out with Друзья and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the Далее минута I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until Ты hear
The Ангелы sing
Thy blessing
When Ты hear heaven’s
Yell Ты wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was Ты who committed them
And Ты wil burn for sin
Ты are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Ты are never hit
Nor bit
By the огонь consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
Ты are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Ты are never hit
Nor bit
By the огонь consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until Ты hear
The Ангелы sing
Thy blessing
When Ты hear heaven’s
Yell Ты wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was Ты who committed them
And Ты wil burn for sin
Ты are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Ты are never hit
Nor bit
By the огонь consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
Ты are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Ты are never hit
Nor bit
By the огонь consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
