*glomps you tight* I know exactly how that feels. Exactly. Take your time, relax, you are so creative, I know inspiration will come. I'll be ready when you are. You, of all people, never need to apoligize.

Loves much,
Lissy

To cheer you up. Tao made it

hey Ottery, dont beat yourself up. Take as long as you want with the posts

Aww man Ottie, I'm so upset, I'm so dissapointed. I had this huge reply, I mean it was long, maybe 10x longer than this one will be. It was all color cordinated and everything and guess what my computer does. It freezes up and erases all my work. Not that I dont luvs you and all that, but I'm really tired and can't remember everything I said... except this one part, which was a total rip off of you and teddy, but it just fit in the post... it was a funny one too. aw, stupid computer. *starts to hit it* yeah, well, Dont worry Ottie, I know that your having problems with your story so dont worries. I luvs yeah lots and I can wait ever so patiently for a new post, no worries. Well, I'll ttyl later otay, mucho mucho amor, 100 besos y abrazos :wink:... muah!!!

~Lottie

You all are so sweet to understand...so for you all...a post...if it kills me even. Lissy, you get to take over the story if I die...

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"We could just go down there and stun a few people." Ottery remarked. The boys were lying on their backs on the sand watching the empty sky, hidden in shadow by the dune and the afternoon sun.

"There are hundreds of people down there Ottery, working on the dig site. How exactly are we supposed to stun them all?" Ruben asked, sighing.

"They're muggles, shoot a few and the others'll just star running like mad when they think we've killed them," Ottery replied as he turned over to look at his irritated friend.

"As much as I love your plan Otts," Ruben answered, still looking at the clear blue sky, trying to keep his patience, "despite the fact that its illegal, difficult, completely throws out the idea of discretion, and the fact that it probably wouldn't work and would get us all killed. No."

"You used to be fun you know," Ottery remarked in a whisper as he lay back down on the sands.

"Yeah, well some of us grow up. Okay?" Ruben remarked angrily, standing up and walking back towards their guide, and the truck. "We'll wait until nightfall and then we go in to get it." He said not bothering to look back at them.

"Why's he mad at me?" Ottery asked David who was lying next to him.

"He's got responsabilities Ottery. He's the leader, and that means if anything goes wrong it's his fault."

"No it doesn't. If I mess up it's my fault."

David looked at Ottery and smiled, but said nothing, in that soft way of his that meant he didn't want to fight, which only served to make the dark haired boy angrier.

"I'm going for a walk." He said getting to his feet, and rushing off angrily.

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"Wulfric wants a scarab, I'll get him a bloody scarab," Ottery remarked as he walked into the pyramid. Dressed in robes, he looked like everyone else and he blended in with the crowd of workers walking into the cave.

They were plundering the place. It was an archeological site, and meticulous care was being taken to handle the objects and the treasures they had found but it changed nothing that the scientists were foreigners and that they were taking the relics with them out of Egypt. Still Ottery could hardly judge, he was going to steal an artifact from the muggles doing the stealing. For their own safety, Professor Dumbledore explained. A scarab that held magical properties and was too dangerous to be left lying around. If another conflict erupted like the one before, with all the European nations becoming involved...it was best not to let such things fall into the wrong hands. But that was Wulf's problem, always worrying about the future and tomorrow without any concern for the present. He was planning for a war that might not come.

"You'd think someone had appointed him guardian of the universe or something," Ottery was muttering as he walked down a darkened passage. The sand was really getting annoying. He could feel it inside his shoes, and all over his body, a constant nuisance. As if the heat wasn't murder enough.

He walked by the light of his wand, it was a good half hour, by his pocket watch, before he realized that he didn't know where he was going. Ruben had the map, and all Ottery could remember about it was that it had funny pictures on it like a comic strip. He cursed. Then he cursed loudly. Then he proceeded to mutter gibberish and tried to kick the wall, because kicking up sand would only mean getting more sand in his shoes. As he did he fell back, putting his hand out to stop from falling he touched the figure of an angry pharoah, and suddenly a side of the wall had swung open. It was a hidden passageway.

"It can't be that easy," he said laughing. He chalked it up to his good luck and walked into the darkened chamber. It was then his wand light reflected back from a thousand golden objects. He was in the treasury.

"Lost something have you?" Came a soft sweet voice. He turned around suddenly and his wand light fell on the figure of a young girl of maybe twelve. She had long smooth brown hair that cascaded down her back, and she was wearing an impish grin.

"Who are you?" Ottery asked.

"What's wrong Pixie?" Another voice called out, and as he waved his wand the light fell on the figure of a red haired boy older than the girl, who had been filling up bags with the golden objects in the room.

"You're tomb robbers!" Ottery exclaimed.

"No, they're the thieves," she remarked, meaning the scientists, "we're tomb raiders." Ottery held back a laugh. However you worded it, they meant the same thing.

"More like opportunists."

"And I'm sure you're just here for the scenery?" She remarked angrily, putting her hands on her hips.

"Kids shouldn't be in here," Ottery replied condescendingly.

The girl snorted and stuck her tongue out.

"Oh, that's mature," the redhaired boy told the young girl, when he suddenly noticed Ottery making a sour face as reply. "Okay...I take that back."

"You two shouldn't be here, so why don't you scram before you get caught," Ottery said, putting his hands on his hips unaware that he was mimicking the girl's gesture.

"In fact, none of you should be here," a voice called out from behind Ottery. He recognized it. He turned around suddenly. It was Wolfram, and he had a smug expression on his face. But then again who wouldn't surrounded by armed thugs under your pay. "But I can't say I'm not glad you are." He was talking to Ottery when he said that. "It must mean your friend can't be too far away."

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*glomps Lissy tightly despite her tpoys*
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*steals Kel's avvy* Mwahahahahaha Oh, he's so cuuuuuuuuuuuuteeeeeeeee!!!
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You're sweet Ali. I just...got stage fright I think. LOL
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Looooooooooooottiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie! *glomps* right-click, copy, before you post alla time. I don't know how many posts I lost before I figured that one out...
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I love you guys. This isn't one of my better posts...but...uhm, for my old readers, you'll already know the redhaired boy, uhm but I'll give you his name next post maybe. I promise this is going somewhere and no we haven't seen teh last of Mel and the 1940's...uhm, this little backstory is just taking longer than I expected. LOL I love you all for being so understanding

another update,
it wasn't a bad post either, i liked it

So Ottery's autobiography may become a biography with me as the author? NooOOooOOoOooOoo! *thinks on it some more* Meh heh heh Maybe that could be fun... Joking!

I loved this post and I am quite glad you survived to write more I'm nothing compared to your creativity. The new characters, the tomb raiders, intrigue me, I hope to learn more. Ottery in this fic is so cute, just like the one in real life! *huggles and loves your cuteness*

hehe You don't mind the tpyos? Maybe I'll leave them in from now on...


Loves much,
Lissy

Okay so I'm trying to understand the concept of "The theory of relativity" or E=MC2 for you non-scifi geeks and uhm...yeah,no.

Here's a snippet:

Quote:

Originally Posted by Wikipedia, the Free Encyclopedia

General relativity is a geometrical theory which postulates that the presence of mass and energy "curves" spacetime, and this curvature affects the path of free particles (and even the path of light). It uses the mathematics of differential geometry and tensors in order to describe gravitation without the use of gravity. This theory considered all observers to be equivalent, not only those moving at a uniform speed.

*Ottery taking aspirins* And that's if you don't click the links and try to go further...

Why you ask? Simple. Knowledge is power. And I'm trying to write a scifi novelette...maybe...still in the thought phase so...yeah, no notes even yet.

Okay, so uhm...yeah...Ali thank you, you're sweet. Lissy, thank you, you're sweet too. *sighs* BTW, I miss you Si...I don't know why you're on hiatus, but I miss that you're not here.

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"In fact, none of you should be here," a voice called out from behind Ottery. He recognized it. He turned around suddenly. It was Wolfram, and he had a smug expression on his face. But then again who wouldn't surrounded by armed thugs under your pay. "But I can't say I'm not glad you are." He was talking to Ottery when he said that. "It must mean your friend can't be too far away."

"You leave my friends the hel out of this!" Ottery yelled, and the Slytherin boy smiled.

"So they are here," Wolfram said.

"Smooth, hero," the red haired boy said sarcastically. Ottery glared at him through razor thin eyes.

"Look, you shouldn't even be here, brat."

"Hey, don't call Mouse a brat," Pixie exclaimed.

"What would you rather I call him? Thief?"

At that the little brown haired girl flung a statuette at Ottery, who ducked in time to miss it. The object bounced off the chest of one of the thugs, who was completely unfazed. Ottery shrugged as an apology and turned back to look at the kids, was that a squirrel sneaking into that kids pocket?

"What the..." before Ottery could finish his sentence, the little girl had stuck her tongue out and taken the boy's hand and they had disappeared in a blinding flash. "What just..."

The thugs were on him in seconds, two of them holding his arms, while another searched for the boy's wand, "Whoa there cowboy, watch where you're..." he kicked the thug in the face with his knee, elbowed the one on the left, and as he turned to punch the other thug was met with a fistful of hurt which sent him crashing into a wall. "Ouch! That hurt you jerk!" Ottery complained.

"Next time, I'll just stun you then," Wolfram said annoyed. "Now who were the brats?"

"You mean they weren't your thugs too?" Ottery asked smartly, smiling up at the Slytherin. His remark was met with an equally condescending smile and a slap, hard across the face. "Ouch! Hello, pain here!"

"Don't get smart with me Gryffy, or you're going to find out just how dumb you really are."

"No thanks I already know. Wanna see? Watch!" Ottery threw a handful of sand up at the boy's eyes and jumping to his feet proceeded to punch him in the face. The boy fell to the ground and Ottery pummelled him, until one of the thugs came and kicked him in the face knocking him off and sending him flying back against the wall again.

"Seriously. Ouch. You could have broken my nose," Ottery complained as he spit out a tooth. "Thank goodness you almost broke my jaw instead, no?"

"You idiot!" The Slytherin boy exclaimed as his thugs helped him to his feet. "How dare you lay a hand on me?"

"Told you I was stupid. And my friends aren't here you dork, otherwise they'd be in the pyramid with me now wouldn't they?" Ottery could be slow to thought but that didn't mean he was foolish, just a little too impassioned sometimes.

"I'm supposed to believe you're down here on your own? I highly doubt that. You Gryffindors are too loyal. A nice predictable quality in a person. Makes it easier to track you fools down, and it's very easy to guess the kind of foolish actions you'd take for a friend."

"Then you'd know I wouldn't exactly put my friends in danger by bringing them with me, now would you? God you're thick. But Ravenclaw's are the smart one's, you Slythies are just greedy with ambition."

The Slytherin boy walked up to him and slapped him hard across the face again.

"Ouch." Ottery replied, grabbing the side of his face, "No use telling you that hurt, I suppose."

At a signal from the Slytherin the thugs took Ottery and bound his hands and dragged him out of the room. He could see the shadow of doubt crossing the Slytherin boy's face. Ottery could only hope he had bought his friends time, but it wasn't as if they were going to leave without him. He had to find a way to escape. Maybe the two brats would come back and help him. But then again the little thieves and he had hardly become fast friends.

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"That IDIOT!" Ruben exclaimed punching the sand, as he and David lay on the dune watching down at the site. He was screaming up a storm and making a general nuisance of himself, and of course his voice carried. Not that it had mattered, when he had not come back from his supposed walk Ruben had figured that his best friend had done the only thing Ottery would think to do. Do it all by himself. But he could be a stubborn fool sometimes.

"We've got to go down there and get him." David said suddenly, determination on his face as well as his voice.

"We're going to get lost is what we're going to do." Ruben replied.

"What? You don't mean...? We're not leaving Ottery down there."

"Right now the only thing we're going to do is get rid of our Egyptian guide there, truck and all, as well as getting as far away from here as we can. They're going to come looking for us and the best thing is for them not to find anything or anyone. Then we're going to see what's going on. Ottery wouldn't let himself get caught by a couple of muggles. There's more here than we know."

"But, we can't leave him..."

"We're not leaving anyone, anywhere David. This is a strategic retreat. We're going to come back for him, but that doesn't mean we're going to be stupid about it." Ruben reasoned.

David was frowning, he didn't like the idea of Ottery alone down there. Outnumbered. There had been five men carrying him over their heads, and he was bound head to foot, squirming like a snake. It could hardly be pleasant. But Ruben had a point. If they got captured they would be little use to their friend. Ruben and he slid down slowly and started running back to the truck where their guide was sitting in the back reading a comic strip.

"This Mickey Mouse character is funny."

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Okay, so that took everything out of me. *sighs* I'm tired, I should be studying for a test I don't really care about, and I'm generally feeling really bleah. So yeah. Uhm, hope you like, I think this post was better. Needs more action, and that car chase, hitting a camel hardly constitutes if you know what I mean. *idea* Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh, but I can't tell you all. It would spoil the fun.

lol
cool post again, with some action.
you got a test, unlucky, i've got a week holiday.

I don't understand E=Mc2, and I don't think I ever will!!

I read the post real quick, be back tomorrow to read closer. Very sleepy! Right off, though, I remember Mouse and the squirrel! Cool!!

You get rest dear Ottery, then study in a bit. I know the bleahs very well. Have some chocolate and relax

I thought that Si was able to get to you, but maybe not. Our dear Angel is grounded with no computer privileges for a month. The punnishment started a little more then a week ago, I believe. One of her last wishes she expressed to me was to make sure that you know she is thinking of you and wishes she were here. She'll be back! Si misses Ottery!!

*loves you much*
Lissy

Oh my Gosh what great posts!!! Who can't love thugs?
I know we aren't supposed to quote butttttt

Hahaha!!! So totally!! I loved the thugs in this post lol!! Of course I would!
Ohh speaking of!
I played a game tonight Called Mafia, and I of course was in the Mafia (duh) and we (the mafia gang and I) Managed to "Kill" all of the free people and we "killed" The super cop in the First Round!!
I so truly am the Mafia Princess!
love ya otts! Keep up the great story!
The Mafia Mob Boss Princess
Thea

Its like listening to BBC America. I understand the words themselves, but not the meanings when you clump them all together like that. I have a sneaking suspicion that it pertains to math is some obscure way, of which I am phobic. Please don't hurt my brain like that again.

I am not dead lol

I'm grounded. That's why I haven't been here lately.

I'm not supposed to be on now.

Love and miss mah Ottery! <3

Ottie, Ottie, Ottie...
I loved it, it was funny, totally you. I can picture it, its totally something you would do. I luvs it, its totally a good story... but it will be better if I was in the story. *smiles* So tell me, WHOS THE RED HEAD??? I luvs it, post a ton more soon. Mucho Amor, besos y abrazos... MUAH!!!

~Lottie

Oh yeah Ottery, that stuff does take a while to understand. I mean, I dont know how I'm doing it, but I'm passing Physics with at C+, its actually weird. I did have an A until we started taking test... ugg, I have one later this week, oh no! Well, good lucks Ottie... muah!

~Lottie

Will reply laters loves *glomps everyone*
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"It looks like Wolfram just found us a volunteer." A tall dark haired man remarked from where he was sitting over the statue of a pharoah also sitting. He had his leg drapped over the side and he leaned back decadently as he ate cherries from a bowl a servant was holding standing next to him. Ottery felt pity for the poor man who was obviously tired of standing there holding the bowl.

The thug pushed him into the room and Ottery thought he'd take the opportunity to relieve the man of his burden and maybe catch a cherry in the fall. He flung himself at him, as if the push had sent him crashing and made to right himself and knocked the golden bowl out of his hands sending all the fruit into the air. Except for a few that hit him in the face the boy was not able to catch any of the red cherries in his mouth.

"They still had the stems anyways," he said sourly, as the thugs dragged him back and away from their leader. At a glance Ottery could see that he was Wolfram senior, the boy's father.

The old man began to laugh, having caught the comment. Ottery smiled, at least the old villain had a sense of humor. Which didn't change the fact that he still wanted to beat his son to a pulp for stealing his kiss. Of course, that last one had not been so bad, and if anything it had been better for being so sudden and unexpected.

"I said, when you're done daydreaming..."

Ottery looked around. "Not just yet, give me another second I haven't gotten to the good part yet." The older Wolfram started to laugh again. One of the thugs smacked Ottery on the back of the head. "Hey watch it." He complained, as he turned to glare at the culprit, the Slytherin boy walking past elbowed Ottery and sent him to his knees.

"I got you someone father. Now if you don't need me anymore..."

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Smallville. *shrugs* Back soon I promise.

Well don't everyone rush in here at once *pouts* Okay, as promised replies, albeit short and sweet.
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Ali...how do you have a week holiday? What'd you do? Pretend to be sick? You're soooooooooooooooooooo lucky, and I'm sooooooooooooo jealous.
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I thought if anyone was going to remember the squirrel and Mouse it would be you LissyLove. What was the squirrels name again? *Ottery has to go look* So I totally crashed and burned on that test...yeah...uhm...so no. I'm sleeping in tomorrow and I'm sure you've noticed I'm not in the chat as much. I miss it, but that contest and of course this and I'm going to be on the computer less...or so I keep saying...
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Mob Boss Princess, you're soooooooooo bad... and yes those were your thugs guest starring.
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Kel, I miss you. And I totally hate LJ. Seriously, just one more thing to do, but everyone seems to love it...guess cuz you can curse and stuff.
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Si, you're soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cheeky, and you're soooooo bad, and you're sooooooooooooooooooo cool, but don't get into trouble on my account. I just thought you should know I miss you.
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Lottie...*tackle glomps* as if once wasn't punishment enough, you always come back for more. You're too sweet. I totally tanked on one test and I'm barely making it through Algebra, I have to get over a seventy on the next test if I plan to pass the class seriously...Ottery is in danger of being a loser But who needs the real world, yo!

midterm holiday, but i might fake a sick next week,

Last week on Smallville...

*Ottery & Lex are making out when Lana walks in*
Lana: Oh...I'm sorry...
Lex: No Lana wait...it's not what it looks like...
*Ottery rushes to button his shirt* *slaps Lex* I know I'm your secretary Mr. Luthor but really... *turns around winks cheekily and walks past Lana and says to her* The nerve.

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Last post on Ottery's Mad Life...

Ottery looked around. "Not just yet, give me another second I haven't gotten to the good part yet." The older Wolfram started to laugh again. One of the thugs smacked Ottery on the back of the head. "Hey watch it." He complained, as he turned to glare at the culprit, the Slytherin boy walking past elbowed Ottery and sent him to his knees.

"I got you someone father. Now if you don't need me anymore..."

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The Baron jumped down from the statue, and patted his son on the cheek, given the boy's cold look Ottery could tell he did not like his father's affections, but when he didn't pull away or make to stop him he realized that neither was he going to go against his father.

"Son, I'll always need you." The Baron said. His uniform was open revealing the white shirt underneath, and Ottery could see a bit of the older man's stomach, he was obviously very acquainted with the finer comforts of life.

As he walked over towards the dark haired boy, the Slytherin turned on his heels and walked out in a huff. Leaving them behind. Ottery turned to look, worried a bit. If he was going after his friends...he needed to get out as soon as possible. He thought perhaps he could get himself on the Baron's good graces and get untied and escape.

"Release him. I don't like my guests tied up," the Baron said. Ottery turned back to look at him a perplexed look on his face. Well so much for the first part of the plan. Now if everything else would just go along so easily.

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Ruben was riding a camel into the campsite in the cool night. No one seemed to notice, or care, most of the workers were gathered around their campfires eating and singing, and trying to forget the days hard work. The guards were bored and let him pass undisturbed thinking he was one of the Europeans. It was best not to bother them.

Ottie!!!
Oh, please, your making me blush! I'm sorry if I'm being too much of a problem to yeah, but... your gonna have to deal with it. Your my friend, now you get the whole package... hahahaha! Tell you what, you dont have to post too much. I guess I can be patient. But no matters what I luvs you... besos y abrazos... Muah!!!

~Lottie

Ottery How are ya my dear?

I'm reading from work

"Give me another second, I haven't gotten to the good part yet." I love it! That sounds like me! I hate being interrupted in the middle of a good daydream! *Lissy daydreams* What? Oh, yeah.. anyway...

The Squirrel's name is Michelangelo. Before you get impressed, I looked it up too, but I did remember where to find the quote

Don't you worry one bit about chat! You are very busy! I'm sorry about your test, I hope you did better then you think. Myself, I'm out of sorts as I'm still on borrowed computers. I get kicked off one at 6pm and have to move to another after dinner. I wasn't even in the mood to come back last night. I think I went the whole day with no posts at all. A new record. heh

Anyway, loves ya much! Get good sleep and I'll see you later!
Lissy

Wow! My thugs made an appearance, Whoo and they did good too! I'm so proud!!
Great posts!!

Loves
Princess Thea

"This can't be the end of everything so why don't we go...why don't we go somewhere only we know..."
-Keane...

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Replies laters loves...and you snuck in there Ali... ...Smallville...

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"You want me to go down there? It's dark!" Ottery complained, looking through a hole in the floor, down into a pit of black. He could see nothing of what lay in there, for all he knew it was a pit full of vipers.

"Now now son, you want to do this for me. I'll let you go afterwards. A favor in exchange for another favor." The Baron said clapping the boy on the back and scaring Ottery into thinking the man meant to push him down in there despite his objections. He stood up, and walked away from the hole.

"Well you can hardly call it that old man," he complained, shrugging, "I mean, your son and his thugs caught me...I'd hardly be your prisoner but for the fact that you're keeping me."

"You're a smart boy." The Baron began, as he stood up and turned to look at the boy. He grabbed a water pouch and poured a drink into a goblet he offered Ottery. The boy took it but just smiled politely. "I'm sure whatever it is that you're looking for is down there as well."

"How do you know I'm looking for anything?" Ottery asked slyly.

"How do you know I don't know that you are looking for anything?" The Baron replied good-naturedly as he served himself a drink in another goblet. It was only after he took a drink that Ottery raised his cup in toast and took a drink from his.

"How do I know that you don't know that I know that what you're looking for is the same thing I'm looking for in which case, I don't know what we're going to do about it when I get it?" The boy asked. Coughing suddenly as the firewhiskey burned its way down his throat.

"You're a swift one lad," he said clapping the boy on the back and taking a drink of his golden goblet, and offering Ottery more.

"Why not, ey? Que lindo eres," Ottery replied as the man splashed firewhiskey into the boy's silver goblet.

"You're my guest son. Only the best comforts." The older man said laughing heartily and watching Ottery down his drink as he took a swig of his own golden goblet. The boy was young and reckless. The Baron could outdrink a camel and that was saying something.

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Wolfram walked out into the night. His dark robes contrasting with the white and cream colored robes that everyone seemed to be wearing. His were wizarding robes and he did not much care for blending in with the natives. He hated Egypt and the infernal heat, not that he much cared for Hogwarts either. All he knew was that he hated everywhere but his native Germany, and he longed to go back home to his friends and his mother and his glorious life. He wanted to go to Durmstrang along with all of his friends, wherever it was that was. Every holiday he would see them and they would show him the dark magics they had learned and he could only watch and be jealous of their time together. His father and his stupid ambitions were always crowding in on the young Wolfram's joys.

He kicked at the sand. He hated the old man. He was a basilisk. (Yes it means that but I can't say it here ). He missed that pretty blonde haired girl too...Marietta. Life was so wrong...he hated it, nothing ever seemed to go the way he wanted it too. He hated it. He hated everything but nothing more than having to do his father's bidding.

Cool Post, how are your tests going
you got me confused there,
anyway, im sure your tests will go fine, no rush on posting okay?

Hey i don't blame you ottery i wouldn't want to go down a dark hole either!!

I love that line!! oh my gosh it's soo awesome!!!
And i actually get it!lol

Love ya
Princess Thea