Gryffindors: A Narrative Fiction

Just as she was about to continue reading, her cell phone went off, she saw that it was her friend Jennifer, so she didn’t answer. She was so engrossed in her mother’s diary that she squirmed in the chair to find a better position so she could get comfortable, and in doing this a newspaper clipping fell out. The heading read:

The Harry Potter series is the best book series ever. On top you see wizards, wand, and other cool magical things every human wants to be able to do. But deep down Harry Potter is full of literary elements including an epic quest for the three main characters, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter. Harry Potter’s overall quest throughout the books is to track down the evil wizard, Voldemort. He must also learn about why he is so famous. His best friend, Ron Weasley, is poor boy with 7 siblings. Ron’s quest is to become more brave and be the leader. Hermione Granger, Harry’s other best friends, her quest is all about knowledge and to do what’s right.

“We already have” Sylvester said. He again pointed toward the mop and broom, and they danced their way back to their place on the wall. Pointed at the horn, and it became silent and returned to its place on the wall. Pointing to the spoons, they returned to their place on the table. “We will call this lesson number one,” the wizard said. “But, we will not concern ourselves with dancing mops and brooms, only with getting from here to there, and back,

"I know who you are, Miss Maxine," Luna said. "I had talked to your mother before, please take a seat." She turns her head to me, I was met with a scary pair of blue

"I was talking to the moon last night. Luna... She, uh... She... I said she was looking pale and she said she and the sun, the sun, don't get along too well. The sun, Rowan! That killed me, I thought it was hilarious." He laughed quietly; Even his laugh was tragic.

“Then how do you explain all the things that still happen to them now?” Savannah then asked me now sounding implacable.

Luci liked it. She smiled and sat down. The cushions were so firm she immediately remembered the way the leather felt on her knees when her face had been buried in the good doctor’s quim. She bit her lower lip and gave Michelle a sultry look.

Holding on to her courage, she flicked through the pages once more. Drawings of horrifying and nightmare-inducing creatures that belonged to supernatural ghost and camp fire stories, pieces of newspaper cuttings of missing people, mysterious deaths and strange mutilations; journal entries of ‘hunts’ written in beautiful calligraphic handwriting that made the journal seemed Victorian, but know it’s not from the dates.

On her way home, after classes in history and philosophy, Charlotte went to work at the school library and walked home from campus to her apartment. Once in her building, she checked the mail and noticed a single letter with a bulge in the middle.

She saw a green envelope that looked very similar to one she had sent the night before. She opened it and read it. ¨She began to cry silently for the wickedness of the world when she read the words: LOOK OUT AT WHAT USED TO BE YOUR

She was perched in her chair, waiting for the arrival of the post. She glanced out at the deck, where the postman would be standing, just minutes to go. Shakingly, she poured herself a cup of hot tea, all while, glancing out the grubby window nervously. As she brought her cup to her lips, a sharp loud rapping came from the door. She froze, her heart skipping a beat. Hurriedly, she placed her tea-cup on to the place mat and jumped to the door. Ruffling her dress, out of habit, she pulled the door open reluctantly. She found a man standing rigidly, holding a telegram adressed to her. Her stomache dropped. So today was the day.

Victoria huffed, slowly walking onto the train, rolling her eyes as her mother walked quickly away from her; not daring to even look back and wave at her youngest child. She slowly walked down the aisle, kicking peoples stuff out of her way as she did, her red hair was tied into a sloppy bun on her head and her Gryffindor tie was hanging messily on her shoulders. She found the compartment with the initials of her best friends and flopped in it. She ended up landing on one of the seats and stretched out, cracking her back in the process. She let out a hot breath and looked out the window from her laying position as she awaited on of her friends to come into the compartment and cure her of her bad mood and

Most people who know me would say Gryffindor is the house for me but the perfect house for me would be wise Ravenclaw.It is almost certain Ravenclaw would be the house for me because of how clever and quick witted I am.

Home is where Hogwarts is. One of the main themes of Harry Potter is Home and we all know the saying that home is where the heart is, and Harry’s and everyone who read the book or saw the movie, their heart is at Hogwarts. Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry, is a school located in highlands of Scotland. Nobody knows the precise location of the school because long time ago it was rendered unplottable. The humans see the school as a castle which was abandoned. Other schools like Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and the Durmstrang are also rendered unplottable. Children with magic abilities will get a letter by the School via an owl post when they’re eleven years old. And if a child is human, a professor of Hogwarts will come to inform the

The movie adaptation of J.K Rowling’s Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire is a very pivotal movie in the series. Like the book, this movie is crucial in setting up an understanding for the rest of the series. Therefore it is important that the movie complements the novel as much as possible. Using one of the most essential features of a movie; visual imagery, the movie adaptation of the fourth novel is a good accompaniment for the novel. The visual imagery in this movie emphasizes emotions and reactions that we cannot possibly obtain from the book. For example, the death of Cedric Diggory at the end of the movie strikes a powerful emotional response as a result of his father, Amos Diggory’s grief. Seeing him cry makes the audience more