elizabethives
They were shining and glimmering in the winter sun, pure white. Blending in with the snow below. The snowy owl flew towards her destination, a castle, with her boy waiting for her.
Okay. He'll admit it. He had a crush on the hottest girl in school. In fact, as he like to describe her, she's supermegafoxyawesomehot. And what was he going to do about it? Nothing. Cause everyone knows that you never tell a girl that you like them cause it makes you look like an idiot.
The wait, oh god the wait. 5 minutes, 4 minutes, 3 minutes. . . . I quietly counted down along with the countdown clock surrounded by owls. It was starting to get intense. What could it be? What's going to happen after the countdown hits zero?
He held the stone in his hands. It was an interesting stone, glowing red and emanating a strange energy. It held power and he knew it. But, how was he to use it?
Well, it was the beginning of something. A little smile, a spark. It was interesting to see what amazing sights can do to someone. When we arrived in Paris, it was raining and cold, my girlfriend and I where miserable. But after dinner at a nice restaurant and watching the Eiffel Tower light up the sky, we began to smile.
Once again, it was September and Kings Cross was packed. Not just with the regular crowd, but with teenagers and pre-teens, some asking where they can find Platform 9 3/4. The newbies eventually find their way and start their first leg of adventure, just by stepping onto the Hogwarts Express.