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Here’s some pretty Harry Potter fanart I made for [info]Hogwarts_Elite

Moaning Myrtle:

A gender-swapped Severus and Lily as children:

(The idea of doing gender-swapped art in this case was inspired by [info]zephre

Enjoy!!!

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

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I finally got my letter!

Username: WingSnitch51

Wand:


Length: 13 in Wood: Sycamore Core:Dragon Flexibility: Slightly Springy

...And I got sorted into... )

Seriously, is anyone surprised?
teaberryblue: (GRYFFINTREPID)
I finally got my letter!

Username: WingSnitch51

Wand:


Length: 13 in Wood: Sycamore Core:Dragon Flexibility: Slightly Springy

...And I got sorted into... )

Seriously, is anyone surprised?

PEOPLE

Jul. 21st, 2011 10:24 am
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So, in a fit of crazy jacked-up nostalgia or what have you, [livejournal.com profile] phuck has decided to RE-OPEN [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_elite.

If you are a former member, you probably know about this already. If you are not a member but want to submit yourself to being judged by a bunch of goofy people who think they're wizards, you should go over to [livejournal.com profile] sorting_elite and join up.

Yeah! Do that thing! OTHERWISE NEVILLE IS GOING TO SKEWER YOU LIKE A HORCRUX.

PEOPLE

Jul. 21st, 2011 10:24 am
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So, in a fit of crazy jacked-up nostalgia or what have you, [livejournal.com profile] phuck has decided to RE-OPEN [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_elite.

If you are a former member, you probably know about this already. If you are not a member but want to submit yourself to being judged by a bunch of goofy people who think they're wizards, you should go over to [livejournal.com profile] sorting_elite and join up.

Yeah! Do that thing! OTHERWISE NEVILLE IS GOING TO SKEWER YOU LIKE A HORCRUX.
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I wrote a little bit about Harry Potter the other night. Here’s a little bit more.

I didn’t read any Harry Potter books until 2001. That’s, holy crap, ten years ago now. I had no interest in the books. My only experience with them was that they seemed to be read by a lot of elementary school kids who had an attitude about how they ONLY read Harry Potter, and nothing else. So that had kind of turned me off of having much interest in the series.

But then, one day at work, a friend and coworker who was almost 40 and had impeccable taste in most media– and was one of those people who was excellent at recommending things that would be in the taste of the person to whom he was recommending, which I think is an even more valuable skill, said he was shocked I hadn’t read them. He told me that they would be absolutely the most important books I ever read– not from a “quality of story” perspective but from a “value of social phenomenon” perspective.

So I capitulated and read the first one. I remember thinking it was okay, and mostly perceiving it as a Roald Dahl ripoff…it reminded me a heckuva lot of Matilda, especially in the earliest chapters. I told him so, and he encouraged me to keep reading.

I got through the second book, with much the same feeling as I had about the first.

And then I read the third book. And it was the third book that started to make it all make sense to me. The third book was the one where the plot really started to gel, where I realized these books were about more than a little kid with magic powers and cliched storylines (even though the storylines did remain cliched through most of the series). At very least, I started to get why people liked them.

I didn’t read the fourth book for a long time. I’m pretty sure the paperback wasn’t out yet when I read the first three, and so I waited for it to come out in paperback. Then I promptly forgot about its existence and went on with the rest of my life. I finally read it over two days at Christmas in 2002.

And then I went back to not really paying attention, even though I was totally and utterly fangirling Mad-Eye Moody. But then the fifth book was announced to come out while [info]haruspexy was in Italy, and had no way of getting the book. She was a huge fan, so I ordered it to be shipped to her for her birthday so she could read it. I ordered a copy for myself, too, but somehow the order didn’t go through and I only found out two days before the book’s release that I hadn’t actually ordered it after all.

I was going to a New Britain Rock Cats game that night, and I bought the book at the train station before heading up to see the game. I had spent the whole night awake roleplaying and was pretty much zonked– plus, it was raining and I was coming down with something. So rather than watch the game, I hid out in the management offices (the Rock Cats were partially owned by my dad’s boss) and read. I read all the way to where That Thing That Was a Giant Spoiler happened, and then promptly fell asleep on my book.

Then [info]pinkfinity contacted me about using one of my memes for Fiction Alley. And that was pretty much my first taste of fandom.

When the sixth book came out, I went to the local bookstore for the midnight release. In costume, because I happened to discover that that was what people were wont to do. By myself, because this was back when I was living in Cambridge. I dressed up as a wizard pretending to be a Muggle (a href=”http://www.antagonia.net/images/random/cowboy.jpg”>picture here). I had an awesome time and stayed up all night to read it. And then fell asleep. And got up and kept reading.

But in all this, I never really felt like part of the fandom. I was just reading the books because I I enjoyed the books, but they weren’t my favorite thing since sliced toast. I liked understanding jokes people were making on the internet, though.

And then, in the winter of 2005, when pretty much everything that could possibly go wrong in one person’s life happened all at once, I signed up for [info]hogwarts_elite out of curiosity. I signed up because one of my generator memes was getting tons of hits from inside the community, and I had to apply and get accepted to see why. So I did.

I wasn’t expecting to stay in. I was planning on just joining and seeing what they used my meme for, and leaving. But I was staying with my parents, and bored, and home a lot without anywhere to go, and H_E had art contests and writing contests, so I started participating.

And I started making friends. The first one I made was [info]rainy_day. Holy crap, Brenna, I love you. Then came [info]katieupsidedown, whom I also love. And then more and more and more. When I moved back into Manhattan in 2006, I started hanging out with [info]spiralstairs and then with [info]cacophonesque. I convinced [info]seori to join up, and though she didn’t stay around, [info]liret did.

I made some of my best friends because of Harry Potter. So for me, it doesn’t matter how good the books are. It doesn’t matter how many there are, or that the last of the movies is finally out for public consumption. It is amazing to have experienced this as a cultural phenomenon firsthand, but what is even more amazing is to have made some of the most wonderful friends, around the country and the world, because of a series of books. You are all incredible, every one of you.

Now that the sappy bit is over, I am going to talk about seeing the movie last night. Not in the sense of my feelings about what I liked and didn’t, but the whole experience of going.

I told my coworkers I was going to see it, and most of them didn’t know enough about the books for me to explain my costume– I explained myself as “an evil journalist.” I was wearing my dress, but not my wig, at work.

At the end of the day, I was talking to Clare, and I told her I was going, and she got super excited and asked who I was going as. I told her, and she was like “Oh, awesome!” And I was like, you actually know who Rita Skeeter is? And she was like, “of course I do!” So that made me happy.

I went home and changed, and Jess came over, and we futzed around a little and did our makeup, and then we went into the city. Jess had forgotten her credit card, so we went to the movie theater and asked what she could do about it. They told her that if they could see her the confirmation notice, it wouldn’t be a problem. I picked up tickets for me and Kate, and they gave us glasses.

We’d heard that they were giving out glasses than looked like Harry Potter’s glasses, but the ones they gave me were the regular Real 3D glasses. I was a little disappointed, but shrugged it off. Then Jess and I went to get some sushi for dinner. We passed some people hanging out on the street waiting for the movie, and one of them was dressed like Hagrid.

We got our sushi, and went back to the theater. There wasn’t anyone else waiting, so Jess and I headed over to a pub and got a couple pints. When we walked in, this one guy at the bar turned to us and was like, “okay, you just made my night.” He was also there for the movie and was just so exicted to see people in costume. So we chatted a bit, and he left, and then this other guy came over to chat with us– named Rich. Rich had never read any of the books, but he was a huge fan and had seen all the movies. He had made a deliberate choice to see all the movies first, and was planning on going out today to buy the books and finally read them. It was so cool! We asked him for his predictions and quite a lot of them were right.

Kate came over to the bar and had a beer with us, and then we went over to the theater, where– surprise! They HAD THE HARRY POTTER GLASSES AFTER ALL. So I have mine still in the plastic, joy!

I loved the Ziegfeld because it was just so stress-free to go in knowing where my seat was and not having to rush or worry about someone stealing it. However, Jess DID have a problem getting in and Kate and I had to leave and go vouch for her, but it all worked out and the manager was extra-nice and actually had an usher let us in a side door and show us to our seats, which made me feel all VIP-ish. I also got stopped by so many people who were totally excited about my costume, even though there was a dearth of people in costume there. Quite a lot of people in Hogwarts tee shirts, but not really many costumes, which disappointed me.

Kate and I went out to get popcorn and sodas, and Kate ran into her friend Erica, and we made plans to go out after the movie. Which we did– I dragged everyone to the pub I go to sometimes with my coworkers, because I know they have Goose Island on tap, and we chatted for a while, and then Kate was kind enough to drive me and Jess home.

I documented everything with my camera:

 

Love, love love.

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

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On Monday, I was not going to the Harry Potter midnight screening tomorrow. I had made plans with Rina to do some drawing, and the midnight Harry Potter was the farthest thing from my mind. I didn’t even know what date it was.

Back when the first movie came out, a friend of a friend invited me to go to the midnight showing at the Ziegfield. He was a huge movie buff, but I don’t even think he’d read the books. I had read the first three, but I think Goblet of Fire was out, and I hadn’t read it yet. I enjoyed the books, but this was before I had gotten at all involved in fandom.

The thing was, I was never really in the fandom for the books. I just…started meeting people. Amazing people. People who got me through some really hard times, even if they didn’t know what was going on in my life at the time because I didn’t know them well enough to tell them.

It was always about the people for me. A lot of you are those people.

So, when Rina had to change our plans, I immediately texted [info]spiralstairs who was one of those people. I think she’s the first person from [info]hogwarts_elite whom I met in person. She had been looking for someone to go with, but all her friends were busy.

Suddenly, I was not only going to see the last Harry Potter movie at midnight, but I was going to see it in the same theater where I saw the first one.

So then, Kate asked about costumes. I have some Harry Potter-themed clothing, but It’s either “all out” sort of stuff– like full dress robes– or it’s up at my parents’ in Connecticut (like my Gryffindor tie). So I was like, eh, I don’t think I can do it.

But then, when I was dressing for work this morning (I think it was this morning), I took a look in my closet. Not for a costume, but for clothes for work. And I came to a stunning realization.

In two days, I went from not going at all, to this:

PS: I am actually wearing vintage skivvies under that dress. Since you can’t actually see those.

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

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And I won it! Yay!

Captain’s Log, Stardate 2263.72:
Returning from a routine medical mission, sonar sensors picked up a free-floating pile of detritus on the starboard side.

I ordered two men out in a reconnaissance vessel to survey the debris in the event that it was the result of a wrecked patrol. Aboard the reconnaissance vessel: Lieutenant Hikaru Sulu and Chief Medical Officer Dr. Leonard McCoy.

The investigation team returned with the assurance that the debris appeared to be a free-floating pile of trash from the 20th century. The two arrived back aboard the Enterprise with a small collection of samples for analysis.

Included amongst the samples was one (1) small “flash drive,” a primitive data storage mechanism which can be affixed to a computer for output via an outdated connective device known by contemporaries as a “USB port.” Our technology team loaded the device onto our computer’s main data bank in order to survey the information for anthropological research.

The drive included data from a Terran children’s fiction series familiar to Lt. Sulu. This was apparent based on the squeal of girlish glee which emanated from Mr. Sulu upon recognition of the material. Familiarity of the material was corroborated by Lt. Uhura, who claimed to have read said books in Latin, Hebrew and Klingon during her training as a linguist.

“Captain,” Lieutenant Uhura asked me. “You mean to say you’ve never read Harry Potter?”

“Lieutenant,” replied Dr. McCoy, “are you suggesting the Captain reads anything?”

I pointed out that I have read the autobiography of twentieth century basketball legend Kareem Abdul-Jabbar as well as many issues of Men’s Health.

Several members of my crew simultaneously went on to attempt to describe the plot of said children’s books. From my understanding, there is a boy who lives in a cupboard who marries his best friend’s sister and flies around on a maneating horse-monster. He has magic powers and goes to a special school where he may or may not be having an affair with his archnemesis. Because of anti-homosexual sympathies at the time of its writing, the headmaster is a closeted homosexual, and his secret relationship is the cause of the second World War. There is also a werewolf.

Mr. Chekhov then tried to illustrate a complex mathematical formula which he described as having to do with the relation between a matter transporter and something he called “apparation,” but I must confess I lost him somewhere in the first sentence and was not listening by the time he got around to making a point.

My attention was mainly required by a curious activity which my deck officers referred to as “sorting,” in which they discussed “houses,” and which “house” they would each live in. Each house apparently had a name and the vast majority of my crew insisted that they would live in a house called after a bird—I believe it was Eagle- or Raven- something, although Dr. McCoy did not live with the rest of them and instead got to live in a house called Puffle-something. Many of my crew members apparently looked down on this Puffle-house with a sort of intellectual disdain.

Mr. Spock, the only non-Terran in my immediate command seemed intrigued by the game and inquired as to the exact definition of these houses. Apparently the bird house is the house for smart people and the Puffle house has something to do with either cuddliness or socialism. I am not sure which.

In an attempt to socialize with my crew, I asked them which of these houses I would get to live in. Lt Uhura immediately volunteered the name “Slytherin,” but as soon as she said it, Lt. Sulu got a rather agitated look and shouted “Gryffindor!” at her. Lt. Uhura said that that was impossible and related my success at the Kobayashi Maru test as an example of my “Slytherin” nature. Lt. Sulu, on the other hand, insisted that my manipulation of the exam was only a result of my dedication to idealism and that that made me a “Gryffindor.” After several minutes back and forth, it was necessary for me to order them separated out of my concern for their physical well-being. However, on reflection, I am quite pleased as I have been made to understand that Slytherin is the “sexy” house.

My crew has now convinced me that I have missed an important part of Terran pop culture by not having been exposed to these books, so I have downloaded the first in the series and plan to begin it tonight. I hope there are not any big words.

–James T Kirk, Commanding Officer, USS Enterprise

PS I also made this:

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

And Sometimes I write creepy fic from the perspective of a mass murderer )
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And I won it! Yay!

Captain’s Log, Stardate 2263.72:
Returning from a routine medical mission, sonar sensors picked up a free-floating pile of detritus on the starboard side.

I ordered two men out in a reconnaissance vessel to survey the debris in the event that it was the result of a wrecked patrol. Aboard the reconnaissance vessel: Lieutenant Hikaru Sulu and Chief Medical Officer Dr. Leonard McCoy.

The investigation team returned with the assurance that the debris appeared to be a free-floating pile of trash from the 20th century. The two arrived back aboard the Enterprise with a small collection of samples for analysis.

Included amongst the samples was one (1) small “flash drive,” a primitive data storage mechanism which can be affixed to a computer for output via an outdated connective device known by contemporaries as a “USB port.” Our technology team loaded the device onto our computer’s main data bank in order to survey the information for anthropological research.

The drive included data from a Terran children’s fiction series familiar to Lt. Sulu. This was apparent based on the squeal of girlish glee which emanated from Mr. Sulu upon recognition of the material. Familiarity of the material was corroborated by Lt. Uhura, who claimed to have read said books in Latin, Hebrew and Klingon during her training as a linguist.

“Captain,” Lieutenant Uhura asked me. “You mean to say you’ve never read Harry Potter?”

“Lieutenant,” replied Dr. McCoy, “are you suggesting the Captain reads anything?”

I pointed out that I have read the autobiography of twentieth century basketball legend Kareem Abdul-Jabbar as well as many issues of Men’s Health.

Several members of my crew simultaneously went on to attempt to describe the plot of said children’s books. From my understanding, there is a boy who lives in a cupboard who marries his best friend’s sister and flies around on a maneating horse-monster. He has magic powers and goes to a special school where he may or may not be having an affair with his archnemesis. Because of anti-homosexual sympathies at the time of its writing, the headmaster is a closeted homosexual, and his secret relationship is the cause of the second World War. There is also a werewolf.

Mr. Chekhov then tried to illustrate a complex mathematical formula which he described as having to do with the relation between a matter transporter and something he called “apparation,” but I must confess I lost him somewhere in the first sentence and was not listening by the time he got around to making a point.

My attention was mainly required by a curious activity which my deck officers referred to as “sorting,” in which they discussed “houses,” and which “house” they would each live in. Each house apparently had a name and the vast majority of my crew insisted that they would live in a house called after a bird—I believe it was Eagle- or Raven- something, although Dr. McCoy did not live with the rest of them and instead got to live in a house called Puffle-something. Many of my crew members apparently looked down on this Puffle-house with a sort of intellectual disdain.

Mr. Spock, the only non-Terran in my immediate command seemed intrigued by the game and inquired as to the exact definition of these houses. Apparently the bird house is the house for smart people and the Puffle house has something to do with either cuddliness or socialism. I am not sure which.

In an attempt to socialize with my crew, I asked them which of these houses I would get to live in. Lt Uhura immediately volunteered the name “Slytherin,” but as soon as she said it, Lt. Sulu got a rather agitated look and shouted “Gryffindor!” at her. Lt. Uhura said that that was impossible and related my success at the Kobayashi Maru test as an example of my “Slytherin” nature. Lt. Sulu, on the other hand, insisted that my manipulation of the exam was only a result of my dedication to idealism and that that made me a “Gryffindor.” After several minutes back and forth, it was necessary for me to order them separated out of my concern for their physical well-being. However, on reflection, I am quite pleased as I have been made to understand that Slytherin is the “sexy” house.

My crew has now convinced me that I have missed an important part of Terran pop culture by not having been exposed to these books, so I have downloaded the first in the series and plan to begin it tonight. I hope there are not any big words.

–James T Kirk, Commanding Officer, USS Enterprise

PS I also made this:

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

And Sometimes I write creepy fic from the perspective of a mass murderer )
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And I won it! Yay!

Captain’s Log, Stardate 2263.72:
Returning from a routine medical mission, sonar sensors picked up a free-floating pile of detritus on the starboard side.

I ordered two men out in a reconnaissance vessel to survey the debris in the event that it was the result of a wrecked patrol. Aboard the reconnaissance vessel: Lieutenant Hikaru Sulu and Chief Medical Officer Dr. Leonard McCoy.

The investigation team returned with the assurance that the debris appeared to be a free-floating pile of trash from the 20th century. The two arrived back aboard the Enterprise with a small collection of samples for analysis.

Included amongst the samples was one (1) small “flash drive,” a primitive data storage mechanism which can be affixed to a computer for output via an outdated connective device known by contemporaries as a “USB port.” Our technology team loaded the device onto our computer’s main data bank in order to survey the information for anthropological research.

The drive included data from a Terran children’s fiction series familiar to Lt. Sulu. This was apparent based on the squeal of girlish glee which emanated from Mr. Sulu upon recognition of the material. Familiarity of the material was corroborated by Lt. Uhura, who claimed to have read said books in Latin, Hebrew and Klingon during her training as a linguist.

“Captain,” Lieutenant Uhura asked me. “You mean to say you’ve never read Harry Potter?”

“Lieutenant,” replied Dr. McCoy, “are you suggesting the Captain reads anything?”

I pointed out that I have read the autobiography of twentieth century basketball legend Kareem Abdul-Jabbar as well as many issues of Men’s Health.

Several members of my crew simultaneously went on to attempt to describe the plot of said children’s books. From my understanding, there is a boy who lives in a cupboard who marries his best friend’s sister and flies around on a maneating horse-monster. He has magic powers and goes to a special school where he may or may not be having an affair with his archnemesis. Because of anti-homosexual sympathies at the time of its writing, the headmaster is a closeted homosexual, and his secret relationship is the cause of the second World War. There is also a werewolf.

Mr. Chekhov then tried to illustrate a complex mathematical formula which he described as having to do with the relation between a matter transporter and something he called “apparation,” but I must confess I lost him somewhere in the first sentence and was not listening by the time he got around to making a point.

My attention was mainly required by a curious activity which my deck officers referred to as “sorting,” in which they discussed “houses,” and which “house” they would each live in. Each house apparently had a name and the vast majority of my crew insisted that they would live in a house called after a bird—I believe it was Eagle- or Raven- something, although Dr. McCoy did not live with the rest of them and instead got to live in a house called Puffle-something. Many of my crew members apparently looked down on this Puffle-house with a sort of intellectual disdain.

Mr. Spock, the only non-Terran in my immediate command seemed intrigued by the game and inquired as to the exact definition of these houses. Apparently the bird house is the house for smart people and the Puffle house has something to do with either cuddliness or socialism. I am not sure which.

In an attempt to socialize with my crew, I asked them which of these houses I would get to live in. Lt Uhura immediately volunteered the name “Slytherin,” but as soon as she said it, Lt. Sulu got a rather agitated look and shouted “Gryffindor!” at her. Lt. Uhura said that that was impossible and related my success at the Kobayashi Maru test as an example of my “Slytherin” nature. Lt. Sulu, on the other hand, insisted that my manipulation of the exam was only a result of my dedication to idealism and that that made me a “Gryffindor.” After several minutes back and forth, it was necessary for me to order them separated out of my concern for their physical well-being. However, on reflection, I am quite pleased as I have been made to understand that Slytherin is the “sexy” house.

My crew has now convinced me that I have missed an important part of Terran pop culture by not having been exposed to these books, so I have downloaded the first in the series and plan to begin it tonight. I hope there are not any big words.

–James T Kirk, Commanding Officer, USS Enterprise

PS I also made this:

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

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I finished another art piece from the hella long suggestions list.

[livejournal.com profile] cacophonesque suggested I draw Neville dancing with the Giant Squid.

Photobucket

Now your lives are all complete!

In other news, though, somewhat related, we are beginning a new term at [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_elite. If you are interested in joining and participating in our awesome activities, head over to [livejournal.com profile] sorting_elite and fill out an application!

Also, happy birthday to [livejournal.com profile] kikithepirate! What lucky people we are to have you alive for another year. Good luck on the job! I hope you get it!
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I finished another art piece from the hella long suggestions list.

[livejournal.com profile] cacophonesque suggested I draw Neville dancing with the Giant Squid.

Photobucket

Now your lives are all complete!

In other news, though, somewhat related, we are beginning a new term at [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_elite. If you are interested in joining and participating in our awesome activities, head over to [livejournal.com profile] sorting_elite and fill out an application!

Also, happy birthday to [livejournal.com profile] kikithepirate! What lucky people we are to have you alive for another year. Good luck on the job! I hope you get it!
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So, to cut through the seriousness of previous post.

I recently won two contests in [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_elite and placed in two more. Yay!

Here's my entries.

First, and I have to say this is the most fun I've ever had entering an H_E contest, [livejournal.com profile] svimmelhet had a karaoke contest where you were supposed to rewrite a song and karaoke it. I...misread the rules and thought I was supposed to karaoke as a character, which brought about the following:

Grawp Just Want Bang Stick.

I really, really want to do more Grawp karaoke. Any requests? If you can supply the karaoke .mp3, even better.

Then, I have two art entries. The first one just got third place, and the second one didn't place, but hey, they are some of my first art using my tablet. So!

Draw a canon character at the time of the Epilogue )

Draw a canon character behaving in a way that isn't canonical for his/her house )

Finally, my fics. The first one placed first-- it's a fic where the prompt was to write part of a whodunnit starring canon characters.

The Maltese Eyeball )

The second one didn't place, it's supposed to be a fic about a character on the other side of death.

Small Blessings )

And finally, one about motherhood. This one placed third.

Tale of the Lonely Dentist )
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So, to cut through the seriousness of previous post.

I recently won two contests in [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_elite and placed in two more. Yay!

Here's my entries.

First, and I have to say this is the most fun I've ever had entering an H_E contest, [livejournal.com profile] svimmelhet had a karaoke contest where you were supposed to rewrite a song and karaoke it. I...misread the rules and thought I was supposed to karaoke as a character, which brought about the following:

Grawp Just Want Bang Stick.

I really, really want to do more Grawp karaoke. Any requests? If you can supply the karaoke .mp3, even better.

Then, I have two art entries. The first one just got third place, and the second one didn't place, but hey, they are some of my first art using my tablet. So!

Draw a canon character at the time of the Epilogue )

Draw a canon character behaving in a way that isn't canonical for his/her house )

Finally, my fics. The first one placed first-- it's a fic where the prompt was to write part of a whodunnit starring canon characters.

The Maltese Eyeball )

The second one didn't place, it's supposed to be a fic about a character on the other side of death.

Small Blessings )

And finally, one about motherhood. This one placed third.

Tale of the Lonely Dentist )
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Who just STOPPED OFF AT MY OFFICE WITH TWO DOZEN KRISPY KREMES?

[livejournal.com profile] liret.

Someone is totally the most awesome ever.

Augh, there's like a zillion things I keep meaning to update about and then just...not bothering. Real update soon!

In the meantime, for those of you who aren't sick of Harry Potter (& those of you who are), this DOES NOT IN ANY WAY SPOIL DH as I wrote it before DH came out. For a [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_elite contest.

A Letter from the President of America to JK Rowling )
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Who just STOPPED OFF AT MY OFFICE WITH TWO DOZEN KRISPY KREMES?

[livejournal.com profile] liret.

Someone is totally the most awesome ever.

Augh, there's like a zillion things I keep meaning to update about and then just...not bothering. Real update soon!

In the meantime, for those of you who aren't sick of Harry Potter (& those of you who are), this DOES NOT IN ANY WAY SPOIL DH as I wrote it before DH came out. For a [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_elite contest.

A Letter from the President of America to JK Rowling )
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I finished reading DH on Wednesday, but I didn't want to post too many thoughts on it until:

1)The Carpet Copy was verified
2) Everyone else had had a chance to read it so they wouldn't have to go back through the Flist.

So now it seems like the right time to do this.

Spoileriffic thoughts, for posterity )
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I finished reading DH on Wednesday, but I didn't want to post too many thoughts on it until:

1)The Carpet Copy was verified
2) Everyone else had had a chance to read it so they wouldn't have to go back through the Flist.

So now it seems like the right time to do this.

Spoileriffic thoughts, for posterity )
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[livejournal.com profile] liret just called to inform me that she saw a copy of DH that was accidentally put out early in a bookstore.

It is in the New Haven Train Station, if anyone wants one.

And in case anyone wants to know for sure whether the carpet copy is real, find out here )

PS: MAJOR SPOILERS IN COMMENTS.

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