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Post by fangsfan1 on Sept 17, 2011 9:29:32 GMT -6
First Jack of the Season~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I was walking down the heavily trodden path that leads from the Hogwarts Castle to Hagrid's Hut and then the Forbidden forest beyond, I was taken aback by a low moan and then the obvious cry of a new born.. A Newborn I asked myself, how and why would there be a newborn way out here so close to the Forbidden Forest? I feared for my life as I slowly approached Hagrid's Hut. There along side the thatched roofed wooden structure was a massive hulking figure. It seemed to lumber so dangerously amongst the heavy and large leaves of some bizarre looking foliage. Then it suddenly brought itself to it's full height. My heart leapt in my chest and a scream was chocked silent in my closed throat. Then my fears turned to a fit of laughter as I realized that it was none other than Hagrid himself. Now who else could it or would it have been there in his garden? How foolish I felt as the color once again returned to my face and the rush of blood once again returned from my heart to my brain. I had to compose myself briefly as I worked up my question for the Keeper of Keys and present day care of Magical Creatures caretaker. Then it came to me in a flash. "Hagrid, what the heck was that thing that sounded like a baby's cry?" I felt that my query was to the point but well presented. Hagrid turned to me with his twinkling beetle like jet black eyes. His face covered not only in strands of tangled hair but with dirt and what also appeared to be somewhat dried Dragon Dung hanging from the ends of his facial growth. He wiped his brow with his sleeve and then while still kneeling in the foliage he produced a huge Pumpkin.. But was it actually a Pumpkin? It had both vertical lines as well as several horizontal and then some diagonal lines upon its surface. Its long and curved handle firmly gripped in Hagrids over-sized hand. Then in a flash, one of the diagonal lines separated, a Baby Blue Eye was staring right at me.. I almost jumped out of my skin as I witnessed what could only be considered a miracle.. It was after-all the birth of the Seasons very first Jack-O-Lantern. Hagrid laughed and told me to wait just a second more as there was something he wished for me to see. Then it happened. A long horizontal line began to curve itself upward at the ends, it began to become staggered and then there was another series of lines above this that created the shape of a triangle. Then another gash like line appeared opposite the Baby Blue Eye and there it was! It shook and rattled while dangling from Hagrid's firm grip. The lines all began to show signs of growth and then they all burst at the same time. The curved horizontal line turned into a wide open mouth complete with one very small tooth in its smile. The triangle recessed itself and it showed a nose had been born... The other Eye opened to reveal yet another Baby Blue staring at this reporter. So you see, it must be that season again. The Jacks are a crying in the fields and the bats are a buzzing though the sky's. In no time it will be All Hallows Eve! Luna Lovegood-Scamander Roaming Reporter The Quibbler (I just love this piece Duddahs wrote a while back so figured I would bump it up in honor of fall coming. Maybe I will start a tradition of bumping this up every fall!) |
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Post by fangsfan1 on Oct 18, 2014 17:37:13 GMT -6
First Jack of the Season~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I was walking down the heavily trodden path that leads from the Hogwarts Castle to Hagrid's Hut and then the Forbidden forest beyond, I was taken aback by a low moan and then the obvious cry of a new born.. A Newborn I asked myself, how and why would there be a newborn way out here so close to the Forbidden Forest? I feared for my life as I slowly approached Hagrid's Hut. There along side the thatched roofed wooden structure was a massive hulking figure. It seemed to lumber so dangerously amongst the heavy and large leaves of some bizarre looking foliage. Then it suddenly brought itself to it's full height. My heart leapt in my chest and a scream was chocked silent in my closed throat. Then my fears turned to a fit of laughter as I realized that it was none other than Hagrid himself. Now who else could it or would it have been there in his garden? How foolish I felt as the color once again returned to my face and the rush of blood once again returned from my heart to my brain. I had to compose myself briefly as I worked up my question for the Keeper of Keys and present day care of Magical Creatures caretaker. Then it came to me in a flash. "Hagrid, what the heck was that thing that sounded like a baby's cry?" I felt that my query was to the point but well presented. Hagrid turned to me with his twinkling beetle like jet black eyes. His face covered not only in strands of tangled hair but with dirt and what also appeared to be somewhat dried Dragon Dung hanging from the ends of his facial growth. He wiped his brow with his sleeve and then while still kneeling in the foliage he produced a huge Pumpkin.. But was it actually a Pumpkin? It had both vertical lines as well as several horizontal and then some diagonal lines upon its surface. Its long and curved handle firmly gripped in Hagrids over-sized hand. Then in a flash, one of the diagonal lines separated, a Baby Blue Eye was staring right at me.. I almost jumped out of my skin as I witnessed what could only be considered a miracle.. It was after-all the birth of the Seasons very first Jack-O-Lantern. Hagrid laughed and told me to wait just a second more as there was something he wished for me to see. Then it happened. A long horizontal line began to curve itself upward at the ends, it began to become staggered and then there was another series of lines above this that created the shape of a triangle. Then another gash like line appeared opposite the Baby Blue Eye and there it was! It shook and rattled while dangling from Hagrid's firm grip. The lines all began to show signs of growth and then they all burst at the same time. The curved horizontal line turned into a wide open mouth complete with one very small tooth in its smile. The triangle recessed itself and it showed a nose had been born... The other Eye opened to reveal yet another Baby Blue staring at this reporter. So you see, it must be that season again. The Jacks are a crying in the fields and the bats are a buzzing though the sky's. In no time it will be All Hallows Eve! Luna Lovegood-Scamander Roaming Reporter The Quibbler Bumping an old favorite of mine again. |
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Post by Duddahs on Feb 6, 2015 16:53:13 GMT -6
Vacation Property for Rent;
Hut with Forbidden Forest and Lake views.
Rolling hillside and paths perfect for hiking and camping.
Outdoor plumbing but indoor pets.
Price upon request:
RSVP Hagrid, C/O Hogwarts Owlery
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Post by fangsfan1 on Feb 8, 2015 11:29:41 GMT -6
I'm saving up my Galleons, I could go for that!
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Post by nz101nz on Feb 8, 2015 16:46:14 GMT -6
FOR SALE
1928 Comet 139 Broomstick (Pre-Breaking-Charm Era)
Last prototype model produced by Comet Trading Company before the Comet 140
In mint to very good condition, comes with carrying case, display case, official certifications and documents, as well as a signed photo of Kennilworthy Whisp riding the broom.
The perfect item for any broom collector and a great display piece!
Price: Ten Galleons, 3 Knuts but open to negotiation and trades
Contact: Via owl to Nz at 176 Diagon Alley
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Post by Duddahs on Feb 9, 2015 14:29:09 GMT -6
~Celebrate Valentine's Day with that special Witch or Wizard.~  Make your reservations early for Valentine's Day Brunch at Madame Puddyfoot's.BYOBA (bring your own bottle of amortentia). Tables are filling up quickly so get on the stick! |
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Post by fangsfan1 on Oct 25, 2016 22:31:04 GMT -6
First Jack of the Season~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I was walking down the heavily trodden path that leads from the Hogwarts Castle to Hagrid's Hut and then the Forbidden forest beyond, I was taken aback by a low moan and then the obvious cry of a new born.. A Newborn I asked myself, how and why would there be a newborn way out here so close to the Forbidden Forest? I feared for my life as I slowly approached Hagrid's Hut. There along side the thatched roofed wooden structure was a massive hulking figure. It seemed to lumber so dangerously amongst the heavy and large leaves of some bizarre looking foliage. Then it suddenly brought itself to it's full height. My heart leapt in my chest and a scream was chocked silent in my closed throat. Then my fears turned to a fit of laughter as I realized that it was none other than Hagrid himself. Now who else could it or would it have been there in his garden? How foolish I felt as the color once again returned to my face and the rush of blood once again returned from my heart to my brain. I had to compose myself briefly as I worked up my question for the Keeper of Keys and present day care of Magical Creatures caretaker. Then it came to me in a flash. "Hagrid, what the heck was that thing that sounded like a baby's cry?" I felt that my query was to the point but well presented. Hagrid turned to me with his twinkling beetle like jet black eyes. His face covered not only in strands of tangled hair but with dirt and what also appeared to be somewhat dried Dragon Dung hanging from the ends of his facial growth. He wiped his brow with his sleeve and then while still kneeling in the foliage he produced a huge Pumpkin.. But was it actually a Pumpkin? It had both vertical lines as well as several horizontal and then some diagonal lines upon its surface. Its long and curved handle firmly gripped in Hagrids over-sized hand. Then in a flash, one of the diagonal lines separated, a Baby Blue Eye was staring right at me.. I almost jumped out of my skin as I witnessed what could only be considered a miracle.. It was after-all the birth of the Seasons very first Jack-O-Lantern. Hagrid laughed and told me to wait just a second more as there was something he wished for me to see. Then it happened. A long horizontal line began to curve itself upward at the ends, it began to become staggered and then there was another series of lines above this that created the shape of a triangle. Then another gash like line appeared opposite the Baby Blue Eye and there it was! It shook and rattled while dangling from Hagrid's firm grip. The lines all began to show signs of growth and then they all burst at the same time. The curved horizontal line turned into a wide open mouth complete with one very small tooth in its smile. The triangle recessed itself and it showed a nose had been born... The other Eye opened to reveal yet another Baby Blue staring at this reporter. So you see, it must be that season again. The Jacks are a crying in the fields and the bats are a buzzing though the sky's. In no time it will be All Hallows Eve! Luna Lovegood-Scamander Roaming Reporter I have made a kind of tradition of bumping this story of Duddahs around Hall!oween time-it's one of my favorite things ever on this site. Here I go again |
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Post by Duddahs on Nov 19, 2016 17:12:18 GMT -6
Duddahs is so thankful that you remember this little bit of fun; fangsfan1. It was one of Duddahs all time favorites to write and it is such a joy to see it pop up here once a year.
Thanks so much for sharing the HP fun after all these years... Always!
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Post by fangsfan1 on Oct 9, 2017 19:22:45 GMT -6
First Jack of the Season~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I was walking down the heavily trodden path that leads from the Hogwarts Castle to Hagrid's Hut and then the Forbidden forest beyond, I was taken aback by a low moan and then the obvious cry of a new born.. A Newborn I asked myself, how and why would there be a newborn way out here so close to the Forbidden Forest? I feared for my life as I slowly approached Hagrid's Hut. There along side the thatched roofed wooden structure was a massive hulking figure. It seemed to lumber so dangerously amongst the heavy and large leaves of some bizarre looking foliage. Then it suddenly brought itself to it's full height. My heart leapt in my chest and a scream was chocked silent in my closed throat. Then my fears turned to a fit of laughter as I realized that it was none other than Hagrid himself. Now who else could it or would it have been there in his garden? How foolish I felt as the color once again returned to my face and the rush of blood once again returned from my heart to my brain. I had to compose myself briefly as I worked up my question for the Keeper of Keys and present day care of Magical Creatures caretaker. Then it came to me in a flash. "Hagrid, what the heck was that thing that sounded like a baby's cry?" I felt that my query was to the point but well presented. Hagrid turned to me with his twinkling beetle like jet black eyes. His face covered not only in strands of tangled hair but with dirt and what also appeared to be somewhat dried Dragon Dung hanging from the ends of his facial growth. He wiped his brow with his sleeve and then while still kneeling in the foliage he produced a huge Pumpkin.. But was it actually a Pumpkin? It had both vertical lines as well as several horizontal and then some diagonal lines upon its surface. Its long and curved handle firmly gripped in Hagrids over-sized hand. Then in a flash, one of the diagonal lines separated, a Baby Blue Eye was staring right at me.. I almost jumped out of my skin as I witnessed what could only be considered a miracle.. It was after-all the birth of the Seasons very first Jack-O-Lantern. Hagrid laughed and told me to wait just a second more as there was something he wished for me to see. Then it happened. A long horizontal line began to curve itself upward at the ends, it began to become staggered and then there was another series of lines above this that created the shape of a triangle. Then another gash like line appeared opposite the Baby Blue Eye and there it was! It shook and rattled while dangling from Hagrid's firm grip. The lines all began to show signs of growth and then they all burst at the same time. The curved horizontal line turned into a wide open mouth complete with one very small tooth in its smile. The triangle recessed itself and it showed a nose had been born... The other Eye opened to reveal yet another Baby Blue staring at this reporter. So you see, it must be that season again. The Jacks are a crying in the fields and the bats are a buzzing though the sky's. In no time it will be All Hallows Eve! Luna Lovegood-Scamander Roaming Reporter The Quibbler It's that time of the year again, time to bump up my favorite Quibbler story! |
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Post by Duddahs on Oct 21, 2017 0:38:51 GMT -6
A golden crisp
Sudden changesin temperature are apparent while random fallen leaves dances across the manicured grass surface. The sun struggles to warm paths once often trodden. Leather proctected feet, once bare, shins, knobby knees now exposed, which once had invited the eager mosquitoes draw of life’s riches move through the overgrown foliage. Fabrics by the bolt now protect us from the challenging winds and unexpected bouts of dampness. Once, the atmosphere around us was alive, tinged with the luxury of summers bountiful glory.
We find ourselves wrapped in blankets of wistful wants as the aroma of decay stirs in our perception and senses. It brings about memories of once upon a short time ago’s earthly abundance. It all seems to be sadly slipping away, toward extinction.
Proud plumes, ever inspiring buds which once sent chills of unknown, unexplored anticipation. Tingles run up and down our spines. It seems so unfair as it all taunts us wildly its nearly lifeless existence. Every thing which surrounds us collapses into a reminder of our own requirements to maintain, weed and dispose of the aftermath our recent bestowed bounty.
It’s time to face facts, nothing lasts forever. We must clear away the remnants of what we once derived pleasure from in order to make way for a new opportunity to experience the joys of rebirth and the everlasting cycle of life.
Yes, it is Autumn and thank you for it as it will usher in the harshness of winter, allowing us to again see in our minds eye the endless possibilities of yet another Spring season to envelope us all.
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Post by fangsfan1 on Oct 28, 2017 19:13:31 GMT -6
Really nice Duddahs, I especially the idea of winter bringing us back to spring, my favorite season.  |
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Post by Duddahs on Nov 10, 2017 22:30:15 GMT -6
WANTED
Exotic fabrics for secret undergarments to protect against freezing charms
Respond to; #mmalkinswinterwares.
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Post by fangsfan1 on Oct 22, 2018 18:32:16 GMT -6
First Jack of the Season~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I was walking down the heavily trodden path that leads from the Hogwarts Castle to Hagrid's Hut and then the Forbidden forest beyond, I was taken aback by a low moan and then the obvious cry of a new born.. A Newborn I asked myself, how and why would there be a newborn way out here so close to the Forbidden Forest? I feared for my life as I slowly approached Hagrid's Hut. There along side the thatched roofed wooden structure was a massive hulking figure. It seemed to lumber so dangerously amongst the heavy and large leaves of some bizarre looking foliage. Then it suddenly brought itself to it's full height. My heart leapt in my chest and a scream was chocked silent in my closed throat. Then my fears turned to a fit of laughter as I realized that it was none other than Hagrid himself. Now who else could it or would it have been there in his garden? How foolish I felt as the color once again returned to my face and the rush of blood once again returned from my heart to my brain. I had to compose myself briefly as I worked up my question for the Keeper of Keys and present day care of Magical Creatures caretaker. Then it came to me in a flash. "Hagrid, what the heck was that thing that sounded like a baby's cry?" I felt that my query was to the point but well presented. Hagrid turned to me with his twinkling beetle like jet black eyes. His face covered not only in strands of tangled hair but with dirt and what also appeared to be somewhat dried Dragon Dung hanging from the ends of his facial growth. He wiped his brow with his sleeve and then while still kneeling in the foliage he produced a huge Pumpkin.. But was it actually a Pumpkin? It had both vertical lines as well as several horizontal and then some diagonal lines upon its surface. Its long and curved handle firmly gripped in Hagrids over-sized hand. Then in a flash, one of the diagonal lines separated, a Baby Blue Eye was staring right at me.. I almost jumped out of my skin as I witnessed what could only be considered a miracle.. It was after-all the birth of the Seasons very first Jack-O-Lantern. Hagrid laughed and told me to wait just a second more as there was something he wished for me to see. Then it happened. A long horizontal line began to curve itself upward at the ends, it began to become staggered and then there was another series of lines above this that created the shape of a triangle. Then another gash like line appeared opposite the Baby Blue Eye and there it was! It shook and rattled while dangling from Hagrid's firm grip. The lines all began to show signs of growth and then they all burst at the same time. The curved horizontal line turned into a wide open mouth complete with one very small tooth in its smile. The triangle recessed itself and it showed a nose had been born... The other Eye opened to reveal yet another Baby Blue staring at this reporter. So you see, it must be that season again. The Jacks are a crying in the fields and the bats are a buzzing though the sky's. In no time it will be All Hallows Eve! Luna Lovegood-Scamander Roaming Reporter The Quibbler That time of year again, time to bump up my favorite writing from Duddahs-great fun to reread this every year!!! |
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