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Cassirin · 11-28-2005, 06:56 PM

If you are a graduating student, the time has finally come for you to approach the pedestal against the far wall and sign off like all those before you. The Memory Book is where you can leave behind an account of your favourite memories of Hogwarts and advice for future students to read. Should there be any lingering thoughts about the school, now would be time to let them go before you join the adult world beyond.

This is likely the first time you have ever gotten this close to the pedestal. You notice that the book those you saw writing in it all these years has been bound in brass and brown leather. Although the book is old, it surprisingly has been kept under great care as only the beginning pages are starting to turn yellow. Feel free to flip through the pages, read up on what your already-graduated friends and even your parents had to say. Whenever you are ready, simply pick up the self-inking quill set beside the book and pour your heart and soul onto the first crisp blank page you see.

lazykitty · 12-06-2012, 03:30 AM

Emmanuelle had struggled with her decision to write in this book. After all, wasn't it just for those who had been at Hogwarts all seven years? But after thinking about it a bit more, she realized, that no, it had to be for everyone who had walked these halls. So, she had dragged her rump up to the dais. Only now? Yeah, she had no idea what to write. That fact in and of itself was daunting. Plus the fact that it was really starting to hit her that she was graduating this night. Never again to walk down the halls of a school like this. To be honest, it was a little overwhelming. Well, okay, a lot.

She finally just decided to put quill to paper and let whatever was going to come out, come out.

Text Cut: Emmanuelle's Entry

I know I only attended Hogwarts for two years and I was rather reluctant to come at first, but this place has become, well not like a home for me, but my school. And most recently, my escape. Believe me, there is no bigger compliment than that. My years here taught me more than my old school ever could have. Not just about magic, but about people and life in general. For example, I learned that, just because a professor is tough on her students, it doesn't mean that she's behind them randomly freezing everywhere. I've also learnt that even the most irritating of people can grow on you, if you just let them. And that bringing home random plants that you don't really know anything about- yeah, that's probably not such a great idea. At all. Anyway, if I keep this up, this entry will end up going on for pages! So, moving on. There's a few people in particular that I wanted to single out:

Alexa Cambridge: I know that we never got to know each other that well, but allow me to give you this one piece of advice. BEHAVE!!!!!! Seriously, you'll get a lot farther in life.

Cassia Somerulad: Really, I thought you the most annoying person alive when I first met you. But you ended up growing on me. A lot. Now, I know that you don't need to be told to behave, so let me leave you this piece of advice: Keep being as persistent as you already are. It will help you to win people over.

Professor Lafay: I know that we got off on the wrong foot, but I just want to let you know that I admire you. Truly. You don't take crap from people and I think that's a great quality to have. And now that you have some time, please look after yourself.

Professor Cerculean: I have really enjoyed your classes over the past two years. You truly know how to combine fun and learning in a way that I never thought possible. For that, I have to thank you.

Professor Scabior: Thank you for some of the most memorable and fascinating lessons I've ever had. Keep rockin' on.

And finally, to all who come after this graduating class: Keep your mind open, always. And your eyes, as well.

Emmanuelle Moreau
Formerly reluctant Frenchie Slytherin
Class of 2079

Once she was done, Em put down the quill and walked away, wiping her eyes.

Yourenodaisy · 12-06-2012, 07:12 AM

Slowly, Emmaleigh made her way to the big leather bound book and just stared at it. Taking a deep breath, she reached a hand out to open to a random page. The first few pages she flipped through had names she didn’t recognize, though looking at the bottom of some of the entries she saw they had graduated before her time there. Soon, the names became a little familiar, but she didn’t stop to read all of the entries, just stopping here and there.

The first one she actually stopped to skim through was Raiden’s. Though she had never spoken to him, she remembered him as one of the Tri-Wizard Tournament champions to make it to the last task. Skipping through the all the names stuff, she read the part at the end meant for everyone. That was very good advice, and something she wished to remember.

Flipping through a few more increasingly familiar names, her eyes fell upon the words “GlitterPuff Champion.” Reaching up, Em twisted the little peridot earring in her ear and smiled. She glanced down at the signature at the bottom of the page, but found that she wasn’t quite sure who the writer was. Nonetheless, she read through the entire entry and found herself smiling. Though she had never read these words before, Emmaleigh knew she had definitely followed this advice over the course of her last year. She had definitely had a snowball “fight” and had fallen in love. She had managed to lose a friend though, but that damage had been done long ago. She had made friends, too, though - ones she wanted to keep in her life forever.

The next entry Em stopped to read was another one written by someone she had never actually spoken to, Neptune Bott. She remembered her, though. Specifically, she remembered the girl getting in trouble for fighting with some boy during an Ancient Runes class. That girl had certainly been interesting, and her words seemed to be as well. Hufflepuffs can fix anything? The red head wasn’t to sure about that, but it was nice to think about. And Quidditch. That made her frown. She did not need to be reminded how dangerous the sport could be, but it was nice being reminded to be there, if she needed that advice for the future.

She stopped again on Matty’s page and read it through. She remembered the boy fondly, even if they met under difficult circumstances, and she had snapped at him more than once. And his line about Lafay being his boggart made her laugh. It had taken a while, but she had learned the professor wasn’t all that scary.

Sal’s was next, and she found herself wondering how he was and what he was up to. Then the page that caught her eye with the big bold words telling her to speak her mind: Treyen. She never really did get to know him that well. Then her eyes fell on a signature a few pages over, Ellie Stone. Curiously, the red head leaned forward and carefully read the words written there, trying to learn something of the girl that meant so much to Max. Unfortunately though, they didn’t really help her learn anything at all.

Finally, she reached the newest entries, the ones where the ink had just finished drying. Em stood there a long moment just staring at Kurumi’s signature trying to figure out if she should read these entries placed here by her friends. Sure they were put here to read, but this felt different; they were her friends. The ones she had shared the castle with, the ones she had had to see every day. But that was over now, wasn’t it? In the morning, they would be on the Hogwarts Express for the very last time, then they would go their separate ways. Taking a deep breath, Emmaleigh moved to the beginning of Kurumi’s entry and read through each and every one of her fellow seventh years’ entries, even the ones she hadn’t every properly gotten to know. Em found herself constantly having to wipe her eyes to keep from leaving tear stains on the pages.

And here she was, at the end of it all, the first blank page. She stood there staring at it, trying to figure out what she was supposed to leave behind. Picking up the quill that was sitting there for her to use, she placed it on the paper and just began to write.

Text Cut: Emmaleigh's Entry

I stand here before this book of wisdom amazed by the words I have found within. I’ve never been good with words, and I don’t really have any words of wisdom, just the little things I’ve picked up along the way.

Don’t Panic
Meet as many people as possible. You will never know who or what you are missing if you don’t speak to the kid you pass in the halls, or the one sitting across the room from you in class. Don’t let them pass you by.
A towel is the most massively useful thing in the galaxy. Always know where your towel is, and always have it handy.
I once read somewhere, “Lose one friend, Lose all friends, Lose yourself.” That is amazingly true, especially if you allow yourself to get caught up in a small group of friends. But sometimes it only takes one friend to help you find yourself again.
If you have a problem with one of your friends, fix it immediately. The longer you wait, the bigger the issue grows until you eventually reach a point where the relationship cannot be fixed.
And learn to say “no” to people. Don’t let people walk all over you, and if there is something you really don’t want, don’t let them force it on you or make you feel guilty about it. At the same time, though, don’t be afraid to try new things.
The only proper way to address the Headmaster or Headmistress is to call them the Hog’s Head.
If a professor, or anyone really, ever tries to let a fwooper sing to you, just RUN. It will all end in embarrassment, blushing, and lots and lots of bruises. Towels come in handy here too.
When in doubt, the answer is very probably 42.
Cherish your time within these hallowed halls. I studied elsewhere for a year and a half before returning to Hogwarts for my seventh year. It took that experience to make me really see how, well, magical Hogwarts really is, and how lucky I’ve been to be able to call this castle my home.

To those I’m leaving behind: Stay safe, learn a lot.
Lexa: Don’t get into too much trouble, and always remember the correct way to greet the Headmistress. Oh, and don’t forget to let all the new first years know as well.
Alec: I know I already told you, but keep making us proud out there on the Quidditch pitch. Keep doing what you are doing, and don’t let Hogwarts change you. You’re a good kid, and I wish I had more time to get to know you.
My Baby Badger: You are another one I wish I had gotten more time to know. I am going to miss you so incredibly much. You always seemed to know how to cheer me up when I was feeling down and you made me not so nervous and scared during Max’s games.
To my fellow Seventh Years, even if you never read this: Let's do ourselves proud.
Maximus James:You are my steady hand to hold, and I am so glad that we found each other. I will never forget the adventures we shared this year, and I look forward to having many, many more adventures with you in the future. Thank you for putting up with me, and well, for everything. I love you, don’t ever forget that.
And to you all: Believe in yourselves. Dream. Try. Do good.

Lastly, I leave you with advice given from Headmaster Tate, one of the greatest Headmasters Hogwarts has ever known: Don’t die.

Emmaleigh Aryn Swynford
Hufflepuff
Class of 2079

Setting the quill down, Emmaleigh wiped the tears from her face once more. Taking a moment to collect herself, she turned and left the book behind, ready for her next adventure.

Steelsheen · 12-06-2012, 07:32 PM

Vickers hung back while he let the rest of his year-mates have their turn over the great and antiquated book. He has seen other graduates from terms past sweat and wallow and laugh and grow sullen just standing over it, and he wasn’t quite sure if he wanted to put himself through the same thing. For one thing, he wasn’t sure what he would write in it. As his turn came up he glanced over the past few pages, familiar names started leaping out and taking his attention, his lips tugging into a smile as he browsed their entries, even one that got him to snort a bit unkindly as he knew how that other fellow’s life turned out, such a contrast from his famous last Hogwarts words...

And then he reached the pages where the scrawl of fresher ink signaled the entries of those who belonged to his graduating class, and there was struggle within him whether to read through it or not. If he needed clues on what to write, certainly it would help perusing their entries... But just as curious as he was for the written words of those who he barely knew personally, with these people who he knew better he just couldn’t bring himself to read through their sentiments-- at least not now. Not until he’s written his piece.

Yes he now has some idea of what to write in it...

SPOILER!!: This...

He steps back from the page, his hand hovering over the inkwell, thinking he was done. But there were other things his mind, and his heart, wanted to say, and he struggled for a moment if he should have his inner sentiments be committed to paper and make something so lasting. Finally he sighed deeply and dipped the quill back into the inkwell...

..... only to pick it up and set it against the parchment, quickly before self doubt settles in...

SPOILER!!: ...and That

To they who hold my heart.... You know who you are, and you mean the world to me. I am not one who can easily communicate how I feel, an obvious fact that you may already know, and this I am sincerely sorry for, because then it would’ve been easier to just have those three precious words leave my lips and drift to your ears, easier for my hand to scroll them out to grace your vision, for you deserve each and every one of those words, in all of its profound power and simple truth. So forgive me if I have not the courage to do this in person now, but perhaps this entry can be an echo of what is to come, or an atonement for something that is clearly overdue. I Love You.

To they who helped mold my mind... I will forever be grateful for the lessons that you taught me, not just of books but of living. You who had the difficult task of protecting me from the harshness of the world beyond, and even within, these walls, yet preparing me for the day when I have to face it. Thank you because now I feel like I couldn’t wait to face the great wide world head on.

To they who made me smile and laugh... I thank Merlin for your gift of humor, for your uncanny ability of brightening up my days when I have droned out the world and succumbed to routines. I will try to remember those moments when I can see the clouds of misery about to ruin my day, and to remember that sometimes, all that’s really needed is to just throw my head back and laugh in the rain.

To they who stand with me under the banner of the blue and bronze... I hoped that I have been worthy of wearing your colors, as nothing could make me prouder than the day I joined your ranks. Amongst you I have learned to accept myself, in all my oddness and tediousness, and to develop these traits I thought were not-awesome-enough and turned them into what makes me the best with what I do. We are a great house, no trophy or adulation is needed to affirm that, and when I leave these halls I will bring with me the pride that we have accomplished the best with what can be expected of any house that put its nose to the grindstone and gave all its heart towards its goal. Fly High Forever Eagles!

Vincenzo “Vickers” Vanderbilt
Proud Ravenclaw Overachiever
Accidental Gobstones Player
Scabbior’s Mysterious Painter
Great Divination Believer
Always Aiming for the Skies
Class of 2079

... and finally he rested the quill back in its inkwell. It was done wasnt it? His lips pinched to the side as he made to turn back to his table when a last tug of curiosity reminded him.... what did the rest of the Class of 2079 write about?...

mellamaet · 12-06-2012, 08:17 PM

Cass approached the pedestal that carried the brown leather book and took a deep calming breath. For the past seven years, she had tearfully watched her upperclassman write on the old thing, leaving their thoughts for anyone who was looking for a little inspiration or encouragement from the older generations.

She remembered each year, wanting to find out what it felt like it be standing in front of it, itching to make her words and her thoughts immortal on the crisp pages of paper.

And now that she was, all she could ever think of now was how she wished she wasn't. How she wished she was back in first year, walking towards the sorting hat for the first time, knowing - and yet at the same time not knowing - that she would be sorted into her mother's former house.

But as the line progressed, she finally found herself finally in front of said book and frowned. She didn't know how to begin, how to express her thoughts, how to compress them into intelligible words...She reached out to flip open the pages, her eyes finding familiar names pop out from the book, some older than others some with the ink still a little damp, a small smile tugging on her face as she read a few entries from the people that she knew, remembering the memories that she shared with them, memories that were written on said book. She continued turning until she found a blank page.

She took a quill, slowly dipped it into the inkwell and began to write.

SPOILER!!: Cass' Entry

She when she finished, she placed the quill back into the ink well and stared at the page that was now her own. She was graduating....they were graduating, and these were her last words. Somehow, she still couldn't wrap her mind around it.

Wiping off the tears that were now cascading down her pale cheeks, the young Slytherin smiled sadly as she stepped away from the book to let someone else write and walked back to her friends.

feeheeheeny · 12-07-2012, 03:01 AM

Well. This was it.

On one hand, Max was glad to spread some words of wisdom to future generations of Hogwarts students. On the other hand, it hurt to think back on all the good times during this last feast when he was about to leave.

Over the past few months, Max had given some thought to what he was going to say; there were a few key things that he thought were especially important for future students to read about some day. Of course, now that he was standing there in front of the book with the quill in his hand, everything in his head felt... jumbled. There was TOO MUCH he wanted to say.

With every hope that the words would just flow naturally, Max simply began to scribble as legibly as he could on the blank page before him.

Text Cut: Max's entry

Sniffing as he squeezed the last lines onto the page, Max pulled back, set the quill down, and took a moment to re-read everything he had written. The slightest smile played upon his lips and he wiped at both of his moistened eyes to stop any tears that threatened to escape. Satisfied, he took in a final deep breath to gather himself, let it out slowly, then returned to the Ravenclaw table to enjoy the remainder of his time at his favorite place in the world.

PuppySara · 04-05-2013, 02:27 AM

Damon walked over to the book with a small sad smile. He sighed.

Hogwarts... There's so many things I could say, the happy memories, the really crappy times... But I wouldn't have had either without meeting the friends I did while I was here. So, thanks to my best friends Taylor McIntyre (Ravenclaw) and Minerva Wheatborn (Hufflepuff). If you get the chance, I really suggest you meet them. Then... Of course my happiest memories and the most painful, were with Ariana Logan (Slytherin), I love her more than I can describe in my limit...

And remember, it's never a bad thing to be the odd one out. Just make the friends you can and make as many memories as you can!

Goodbye Hogwarts,
~Damon Ashllyn-Darkmyr Mercada

But before I finish, if she ever does read this... I want to leave this here for her...

SPOILER!!: Never Tell Me Goodbye

The memories of you
Are engraved within my heart
Nothing in this world
Could ever tear us apart

Because you’re not here
Some think that you’re gone
But I tell them better
Let’s say you just moved on

I try to stay positive
To keep you watching over me
Some think it’s crazy
But I know you’ve got to be

We were pretty close
I hope I can say
You were so pretty
I’ll never forget those days

You were such a fun person
And your personality was great
All the guys loved you
Most girls had to hate

I know how you were
And how you were so shy
But I wish you told me one thing
I wish you never would have said goodbye…

Your future was great
You had so much in store
When I’m forced to think of it
It rots me to the core

I spend most of my time
Thinking of you
And reminiscing of the things
We said we’d do

What I wouldn’t give
To be in your place
I’d give the whole world
Just to see your face

Some say I’m going crazy
Or maybe insane
But they don’t understand
This heartbreaking pain

You were my drug
My source to get high
But I really do wish
You never would have said goodbye…

I’ve been thinking of the days
When we used to sit together
I now cherish those moments
I also hope you remember

You’re always in my head
And I can’t get you out
I get so mad at times
That I just want to shout

I feel as if pieces are missing
Like a book with no end
Too late to tell you how I feel
Now and forever, only a friend

My old memories of you
Fly by me fast
And everything I remember of you
Is now in the past

All the sweet thoughts of you
Brings a tear to my eye
I miss you so much
I wish you’d never say goodbye…

I hope heavens good to you
And I hope you get your Wings
An maybe when I get there
You can show me all the beautiful things

I really don’t want to say it
But please wait for me
Knowing your up there
I really can’t wait to be

That day when angels came down
Was a sad day of grief
When I first found out
I stood in disbelief

Although you’re gone
You still feel so close
Maybe it’s the thought
Of missing you the most

I wish this was a joke
A foolish student’s lie
But you have no idea
Please… Never tell me goodbye…

~~by Michael Her~~

He stepped back satisfied before going off to meet with one of those best friends.

pundantic · 04-05-2013, 02:55 AM

This book. She could almost HEAR it screaming at her from across the room to get off of her lazy bum and come over and write in it. Yes, book. The message was LOUD and CLEAR. The memory book had to be written in and she had to leave behind some small part of her experience here for other people to read after she was gone. Not dead, just not here anymore. Important difference.

But all the while as she watched it from across the room she could not even fathom coming up here to write in it. This book was reserved for old people, people older then her. The seventh year did not see herself even remotely as an upper classmen and she had the Head Girl badge. That was a huge, blaring siren saying that she was one of the people who had to graduate. But she found the idea of it almost icky inducing.

It was not that she wasn't ready to graduate, oh no. She had EVERYTHING set up for herself post-Hogwarts. The redhead was moving in with Ms. Hogwarts herself Vivi Branxton, she had a brilliant job where she was PAID to play Quidditch and smack things with a bat- her bat Mortimer to be precise, AND she was going to be living on her own schedule finally. The world was her oyster or whatever that saying was. It was just that not coming back here as a student in red and gold was not a nice thought.

All she wanted to do was go back up to the dorms and hide away, but she couldn't do that anymore. Heck, that was the way things worked here. People started little and grew up.

The redhead remembered when she was the follower among the older students. The way she used to draw in the corridors and kick people when they irked her. The way she used to run around Kurumi in circles and punch Adam in the nose for funsies. When she had first learned to fear the great and powerful evil mastermind known as THE CHOCOLATE FROG. Or when she had gotten her badge and flooed into Diagon Alley in her pajamas and jumped on Kurumi.

And then she remembered when she started to be a leader. When she somehow found herself a fourth year captain and had to assert her power over people SOMEHOW. And thus, Mortimer was born. Ugh, he was the best beater bat in the world and dashingly handsome. ANYWAY, she started to help people and be more supportive and channel her violence into Quidditch and smacking Dylan around... not that ANY of it was not well earned.

Finally, she got this badge... the Head Girl one, which STILL made her laugh. She was absolutely nutters. Why ANYONE would put her in a position of power was still beyond her, but it had been fun. You know, a cool little change from being Captain. But now she had to turn it in and write in this book and walk out those doors and say goodbye to Hogwarts. All term it hadn't bothered her, until now.

Deep breaths. She could do this.

And so she picked up the quill.

SPOILER!!: Selina's entry

Dropping the quill she almost felt compelled to write one thing more... give one more piece of advice. Tell people individually how much she loved them. How much they had meant to her... but she had to let this rest.

And so, she went back to her seat.

Expecto-Penguin · 04-05-2013, 07:26 PM

Belle could not believe it. She was here ready to sign the seventh year memories book. Was she really that old? It seemed like yesterday she was a first year. She was now having flashbacks to when she first boarded the Hogwarts express and getting her new wand. It all seemed unreal.

Now in a blink of an eye she was standing up here. Writing in a book...that had older graduates that wrote in it many years ago. She even scanned through some entries to see what she should write. They mostly mentioned people and their memories and tips.

Belle had so many memories of Hogwarts. She could not remember just one. Belle actually made a rough draft in her notebook to figure out how to start it.

She knew a Gryffindor was in front of her. She waited till she was done. This was a daunting task. Belle knew she was going to mention a couple people in her entry that meant the world to her.

Belle took a deep breath and started to write fast.....

SPOILER!!: Belle's entry

As Belle looked at her entry, she was satisfied. She put the quill down and went down to her seat. She wouldn't tell her friends she mentioned them. They would have to be surprised.

Anna Banana · 04-06-2013, 02:49 AM

Sierra had eyed that memory book from afar for at least the last fifteen minutes. She guessed she could write something in it, but...what? Outside of the Slytherin Quidditch team, she hadn't exactly befriended that many people. She wasn't even sure she knew most of other's names. Who would she address her entry to--'Hey, you?'

...but nevertheless, she kept eying the book. If anything, the legacy alone was enough motivation to get up and start moving toward the book. It was her pride in the end that made her want to leave her mark somewhere.

Soon enough, she found herself at the book, looking down at an empty page. She dipped the quill in ink and began to write.

~~Dear~~ Hogwarts,

Let it be known on this date, that Sierra Hope Greingoth was a honored graduate at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I would like this entry and my name inside of it to serve as a reminder of that. I was a very proud Slytherin student and a house prefect for the last three years of my school career. I was also a very, very honored member of the house Quidditch team.

Here's a few words I'd like to leave you with. You can take them or leave them.

To the Slytherin Quidditch team - We're true winners, and you don't need me to tell you that. We're winners for being sorted into the house of Slytherin and for playing Quidditch for the house team. We don't need a cup to remind us of that, despite how rewarding it would be to have one serve as reminder to the school as a whole. Play hard and play to win. Don't worry about how many people you have to leave in the dust along the way. Always aim high and keep your mind set on the thought of victory. Don't settle for anything less, because you were born to great.

To Slytherin house, the only house I would have accepted from the sorting hat - Always keep in mind what it means to be Slytherin. We're winners. We're ambitious, and we aim for the top and don't stop until we get there. We may not have won the house cup or Quidditch cup this year, but the way I see it, the fight isn't over yet. Next school year, remember who beat you this time and do what you can to always stay a step ahead of them. ~~They're Hufflepuffs. Their luck can't possibly last that long.~~ I guess I should at least thank you for being my family for the last seven years. I couldn't imagine myself being surrounded with a better group of people, but maybe that's just because there is no one better.

To my mother, Professor Hecate Lafay - When I came here seven years ago, little did I know that the woman I would grow to call Mom was sitting right up there at that staff table. You came into my life when I needed you the most, and you took me in as your own flesh and blood. One entry in a school memory book can't even begin to have enough room for me to explain how much you mean to me, but you already know how I feel about you. You're not only my mom, but you're also my best friend. I look forward to making a lifetime of more memories with you. Blood is thicker than water, Mom, but love is thicker than blood. I love you.

To all of Hogwarts, it's been one awesome ride. Truth to be told, I'll miss you.

__________________________________________________ __________...and truth be told, I'm lying.

You don't take that personally, do you? I mean, who'd choose classes and homework over freedom anyway?

So I guess this it it. Don't let anything happen to my signature. I'm going pro one day, and you'll be glad you have it.

__________________________________________________ __________Peace,
__________________________________________________ __________Sierra Hope Greingoth
__________________________________________________ __________Class of 2080

Erindipity · 04-06-2013, 03:29 AM

Addy hadn't really been a fan of Hogwarts when she first arrived... but at this moment she was kind of sad to be heading out never to return. Clutching her quill tightly she made her way to the Seventh Year book thingy and chewed nervously on her lip.

Text Cut: Addy's entry

When she had finally finished she smiled slightly at her own entry and turned to leave without reading anyone else's.

SweetPeea · 04-06-2013, 09:31 AM

Her violet eyes had been staring at that book for goodness knows how long. Did she really have write in that big book? That just meant it was really time, that she was leaving. Passing on some sort of advice that she could to anyone who might need it. Violet knew she wouldn't be able to control her emotions as soon as she got up there. But she knew she was going to have write in it, as much as she knew she was going to probably stain the parchment with her tears. And she didn't want to leave the school without leaving some form of a message at least. That wouldn't be very sisterly of her now would it? Especially to her feller Puffs!

Before she knew it, Violet was on her feet and walking her way towards the Memory Book, where sevenths before her had left their last message to the school. Leaving behind their childhood and move on to the real world. Just the question was...was Violet ready for the real world? It wasn't long before Violet had reached the book and she was soon staring at a blank piece of parchment. With a sort of trembling hand holding the quill. Time seemed to almost stop as the blonde just stood there, staring at blank parchment, trying to find the right words of where she could even begin. She took a deep breath and sighed as she soon began scribbling away.

'Just Breathe..'

SPOILER!!: Violet's Goodbye

Violet placed the quill back in it's place and bit her lower lip as she looked down at the now fully written parchment page. She smiled a little weakly as she felt her eyes beginning to itch a little bit. Violet took a few calming breaths and began fanning her eyes trying to make sure she didn't cry again. She softly began to whisper,"Don't cry..Don't cry.."

Then turning on her heels, went to return back to her seat amongst her Puffs, for the last time.

Samia · 04-06-2013, 12:03 PM

Nathan hadn't really gotten enough time at Hogwarts. Just three years. Definitely not enough.

Nonetheless, so far, it had been the best of his life.

His eyes scanned the pages of the memory book, reading a little bit of this and a little bit of that of what the other graduates had written. He smiled light, reading Addy's entry - at least she was happy. They weren't ending on good terms but she had moved on. His eyes turned to others and soon his hand had picked up the quill.

It took him exactly four seconds to write his entry:

Thank you for the magic. Thank you for Delphinia Suvari.

_________________Nathan P. Aspen, Class of 2080.

Smiling still, the boy stuffed his hands into his pocket and walked away, eyes searching for his bestfriend.

D.A Forever · 04-07-2013, 01:47 AM

Delphinia had heard fellow students talking about a seventh year memory book since the time she walked into the great hall, an abnormally large book that all leaving seventh years write down their experiences, advice, notes to other returning students even. Delphi supposed that was what it was for, anyway. Especially the advice bit.

Seeing as the great old book was abandoned for the moment, Delphi decided to take her time. Slowly flipping pages, reading pieces here and there, fingertips tracing certain names. There was only a few that she recognized: Savannah Mae, Alexis Chosen, Legend Chosen, Kaitlynnh Mae. But that was because she wasn't from here, had only been here a mere three years, and the names she knew.. well, they were sort of linked to her new family.

And then, the last page with writing. Nathan's entry. Of course, she recognized his name. His writing. Everything about him that would never even fit in this endless book.

Warmth spread through her cheeks, reading over his words again, a small, almost shy smile growing on lips."Here goes nothing, I guess.." Delphi murmured to herself, before picking up the quill beside the book.

Quote:

To whom it may concern,

My name is Delphinia, but you can think of me as Delphi. Just Dephi. Most people do. And unlike almost everyone else who has written in this book for you to read, I don't have any Hogwarts advice to share with you. None. I've been attending this school for the last three years, and I still couldn't tell you the difference between a Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Slytherin or Hufflepuff, and I am a Ravenclaw.

But I can offer you this: Take it from my experience,

Life isn't about rainbows and unicorns, bad things happen. Really bad things. You may already know this, or you might understand soon, or maybe you'll never have to go through something so horrible it's life-changing. But even if you do, that doesn't mean life won't get better. It does, I promise.

Even after what you think is the end of your personal world, things will change and you'll feel okay again one day. And through it all, you'll never be alone. I can promise you that, too. Maybe it'll feel that way for a while, but you'll never truly be alone. Whether it be a family member, a close friend, or a stranger.. people have a way of being there when you need them the most.

Why am I writing this for you, a student who probably never knew me and probably never will? My parents died when I was fifteen. I never really knew my parent's relatives, and my only living older brother wasn't really prepared to take in his baby sister. But there was still people to take me in, people that didn't just take pity on me - they wanted me in their home, in their family. They gave me a new beginning, and let me transfer here to Hogwarts.

If not for that, I never would have met the boy who has become my best friend in the entire world, the boy who - little did he know the whole time - was my support system and rock through my first year at Hogwarts and first year without my mom and dad. Nathaniel Aspen, a strange boy who accidentally sat on me three years ago down at the lake, saved me from myself and I am forever grateful for him.

So remember that. Remember that time heals all, and to allow that family member, that friend or that complete stranger to come into your life and be there for you. Sometimes, that's all you need.

Delphinia E. Suvari
Class of 2080

There, she was done. Setting the quill down, Delphi adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder, green eyes glancing over her own writing before walking off in search of Nathaniel. She was late.

sarahlooo · 04-07-2013, 02:04 AM

This was an interesting book. To be honest, Milton didn't even knew it existed until a few days before the feast. But since it was kind of cool and Milton wanted to be remembered as an amazing part of Hogwarts history, he decided to take a little walk and jot a few things down for future students to see.

He skimmed over a few people's entries (holy cow they wrote a lot (he didn't have to write that much, did he?)) and wondered what the heck he should write about. He wasn't a sappy person, so this was probably going to be short and sweet. But probably just short.

Milton tapped the quill against his chin before finally starting to write down his thoughts...

I have to admit, I really didn't want to come to Hogwarts three years ago, but it was probably the best thing that ever happened to me. I learned to like people. And those who knew me three years ago knows that that wasn't really my thing.

I also learned that you CAN indeed judge a book by its cover, but if you don't at least read the first page, you're probably gonna miss out on some amazing stuff.

~~That was my attempt at being inspirational. Did it work?~~

Hogwarts is crazy. So, if you manage to go through your Hogwarts years without getting knocked out by a coconut in a hurricane or a suit of armor head during ice hockey, or getting almost eaten by a man eating plant, or getting hit on by the girls bathroom's permanent resident, consider yourself very lucky. Also consider your life very boring and remember that Milton Shacklebolt endured all of those things in three years and is, therefore, better than you.

If any of you are looking for advice... I'm not going to give any, because you probably wouldn't want to follow it anyway. Thank you, Hogwarts, friends, and enemies for making these last three years mostly enjoyable.

Your favorite,

Milton Shacklebolt
Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain 2078-2080
Yearbook Scribe 2078-2080
Aparecium Writer 2079-2080
Almost Dead 2077-2080
Class of 2080

AlwaysDance · 04-07-2013, 03:47 AM

Hogwarts.

It had been her home for the past three years and now she had to say goodbye. Addie wasn't ready for that yet. She couldn't be leaving. But the truth was that she was leaving and she would no longer be able to call Hogwarts her home. Now was the time to move on and she had to learn to accept that. Now she was an official graduate.

The Hogwarts Seventh-Year Memory book seemed huge to Addie. So full of all those memories that people had preserved. But what was she supposed to write. She paged through the book and looked at what other people had written. So many people had written a buch of personal things to people. But Addie felt like her message wouldn't be personal. With a small sigh she touched the quill to the book and began to write...

Dear Hogwarts,

It is hard to believe that my time at Hogwarts has finally come to an end. I have called it my home for three whole years and it has become more of my home than ever. I can only now wish that I had come here early, but I guess you can't change the past. Every moment at Hogwarts has been completely worth it though.

I have learned a lot through my years at Hogwarts ~~like that plants can be scary~~. I have learned to love all the different aspects of my life and have begun to appreciate some of the things that I don't always appreciate, like the fact that not everybody is accepting. But I have also learned one thing. BE YOURSELF! You may not always fit in, but don't try to force it on yourself. Everyone is special so embrace it.

And thank you to the Slytherin house. You have taught me loyalty and so many other things that I will always remember in life. But you have also taught me that winning doesn't always matter ~~though some of you Slytherins may like to think that~~. I learned that we need to embrace doing our best and we also must try are hardest. Because it really is the effort that counts. Thank you everyone in the Slytherin house for being the best house at Hogwarts. I will miss you all.

Thank you Hogwarts staff. You have all taught me so much in the three years that I have been here that there is so much stuff in my brain right now, I'm not sure where to even begin thinking about what I will do after Hogwarts. You have all taught me so much, so thank you for giving me somewhere to start my future.

Thank you to everybody at Hogwarts for making the experience so worth it that I can't believe it didn't start earlier. I will miss you all.

Adelaide Coral
Resident Short Person
Class of 2080

JustAlice · 04-08-2013, 07:38 PM

Okay, she had to write in this thing... sigh. Aurora walked up to the memory book and looked at it for a minute - she wasn't very good at writing her thoughts down. She wasn't even very good at saying them but when it came to putting the thoughts on the page they all swam about on the parchment and her quill just didn't do what she wanted. She picked up her quill and thought some more... come ooooon brain, work.

Okay... she thought she had something to start with. Aurora put pen to paper and, in her untidy handwriting, wrote what she could.

So I’m leaving. Well... it’s weird, that’s for sure. There have been times where I’ve wanted to quit Hogwarts completely and go back to being homeschooled, but now I’m really sad to go. I know I’ve not always been the nicest, or the most understanding, but I think Hogwarts has made me a better person, and without it I think I would be much worse than I actually am.

Memories though... I have so many memories of this school - I’ve done so much here. Made some of my closest friends, had my first boyfriend, my first kiss (shh!), passed exams I thought I’d never complete, fallen completely and utterly in love and, most recently, finished reading an entire book for leisure for the first time ever. That sounds so lame, I know, but I think Hogwarts gave me the confidence to bother trying.

I wish I could give something back, but in all honesty I’m not sure I have anything worth giving. So I’ll just say thanks to everyone. And to Hogwarts itself: if I can ask one more favour of you - look after the people I care about once I’m gone.

Aurora Stewart-Quinn
Aparecium Writer
Anderson Girl
Class of 2080

Okay, that would do - the title of Anderson Girl was very much on her mind today - and was still something she was very proud of. So she'd written it there. Anyway, that was that. She turned her back on the book and walked away from it, intending to find Richard...

hermygirl · 04-09-2013, 10:14 PM

Spike had seen Addy come up to the Seventh Year book, and a few people later he decided he might be vaguely ready to give it a go himself. Admittedly, this was the first time he'd gone up to the big book, and he idly flicked through it for some ideas. Familiar names began to stand out as he got to the more recent stuff. Finn. Jimmy. Max. Treyen. Ellie. He skimmed through them, but didn't properly read any until he recognised Addy's handwriting. He blushed as he reached his name, glancing towards her familiar red hair at the Ravenclaw table and lightly running his fingers over the dried ink. She meant SO much to him.

Picking up his quill, Spike turned to the next blank page, and began to write.

SPOILER!!: Spike's Words

Glancing his writing over, Spike found himself unsatisfied with his list. He was sure he'd forgotten some, but he couldn't find the awesome checklist of stuff he'd started in first year. Oh well. With a sigh, he turned and returned to the festivities.

Ringo · 08-04-2013, 04:23 AM

The ol' memory book. How Ronnie had never wanted to come to the day where she'd be writing in it. Swallowing hard, she walked up to it. With her shaky hand, she opened the book and grabbed the quill, and began to write:

Dearest Hogwarts and it's amazing staff and fellow students,
Wow. How can I put these past seven amazing years into words?! I can't even begin to explain how much I will miss this place...how much I did not want this day to come. But, I so enjoyed being at Hogwarts. The friends I've made, the professors I've had, the amazing food, the train rides, Quidditch games, and so much more...just...I've loved it all and couldn't ask for any better school than this. Or any better friends. This place and it's people will forever hold a special place in my heart.

My favorite memory here is my first night at Hogwarts. I remember it so clearly. Sitting upon the stool, and the feeling of the Sorting Hat upon my head. I still can feel my heart thumping wildly against my chest from that moment. And the feeling I had rising up inside of me from hearing it shout Gryffindor I can't even describe. I was so filled up with joy and happiness, and when I joined that table, I knew it was where I belonged. I knew this was my home. My place. My heart and soul.

Okay. No more touching memories before I start crying. But before I go off to eat some more food at the Lions table, I wanna give a little shout out to all my friends I've made over the years here. Starting with my perfect boyfriend, Jory Stonewall.

-Jory Stonewall: I cannot even begin to put into words how much I love and adore you. You're brilliant, and I remember the day we met. I thought you were just the cutest thing, and when you told me how you liked my singing...it made me so happy. And from then on, we were THE best friends. You were always there for me and we made such great memories together. Then this year, we got together and ever since that day at the lake, I have this good feeling that we will be together forever. You've changed me and made me a more happier person, and I cannot thank you enough for all you've done for me. I love you with every bit of me and can't live without you. Thank you for making every day for me bright and always keeping a smile on my face. You mean so much to me.

-Rose Deluise: You were my first best friend ever here at Hogwarts, and I miss you so much. There's not a day that went by when you left Hogwarts where I didn't think of you. You will forever be a special part of me, and I love you so much.

-Ella Bishop: My candy eating buddy. Or tiger buddy. Or secret agent buddy. Or snowman buddy. OR CANDYEATINGTIGERSECRETNAGENTSNOWMAN BUDDY. We've had such amazing memories, and you are the most fun person here at Hogwarts, I swear. Please just...never grow up. Hahaha. I love you and can't even begin to put into words how much I will miss you. I'm like, close to tears while writing this. You're one of my best friends. And you will always hold a special place in my heart. Stay in touch, and keep on making Hogwarts great with your smile.

-Harvey Watson: I know we've had our problems and such, but you'll always be one of my best friends. I've known you ever since my...second year, was it? Yeah I'm pretty sure. But we've been so close since then and I couldn't ask for a better friend. Keep being your awesome self, mate. I will surely miss you.

-Minerva Wheatborn: You're amazing, and have gotten me through a lot. I will definitely miss you a lot. You have a great personality and I love everything about you. You're one of my best friends and honestly, I have no clue what I'd do without you in my life. Thank you for everything, and keep on brightening the halls of Hogwarts with your smile and personality.

-Mack Jones: I know we only met this year, but we've become quite close. I will miss you so much, you're like the younger sister I never had. I love you so much and will miss you terribly. Stay strong and keep the head of yours high, because you ARE strong and you ARE beautiful. No matter what anyone says. No matter what anyone thinks. Keep on making Hogwarts an awesome place, and study hard. I'll see you around. xoxoxoxo

-Wade Lars: You're awesome. And I can't begin to explain how much I'll miss you. You hold a special place in my heart, and I will never forget you. Let's stay in contact, alright? And hang out every time I visit Hogsmeade!

-Kace Lecium: You will definitely be missed a lot by me. We just met not days ago, and we became so close like a snap. I actually think of you like a little brother. Thanks for keeping me laughing and happy, and thank you especially for getting over my fear of butterflies. It means a lot, and every time you visit that butterfly garden, think of me, mate. Keep on making people's days bright, and keep up the cuteness. You're a pro at it, just sayin'.

-Alexa Cambridge: Okay. I seriously can't get over your love for Chocolate Frogs (and just overall sweets, actually). It amuses me and that'll be one thing I'll miss most about being here at Hogwarts. Watching you obsess over your candy. Oh Merlin Alexa, you are adorable and amazing. Please just never grow up. Keep in touch, I'll really miss you girl. You're beautiful, smart, sweet, and have such a great heart. I know you'll continue making Hogwarts a perfect place with your sweet personality and smile.

-Taylor McIntrye: Tay. I will miss you so much, especially you're awesome dancing skills...and that war we had at the front gate this year hehe. You look rather good in war paint, by the way. It's a good look for you. Just saying. But anyways, I love you and I am so glad we became friends. You're really close to me and I hope we can keep in touch because I'll definitely be thinking about you a lot. You're beautiful. Amaazing. And so fun to be around. You're a real great person, never stop being yourself.

-Arianna Logan: I apologize for when my hat attacked your face this year. It won't happen again hehehe. *winks* But I'll miss you, you're a great girl and I'm so glad we met. I couldn't ask for a better pal! Keep in touch.

-My Professors: Thank you for putting up with my clumsiness during yoga and such, Romanos. Heh. But thank you all of you, for all the hard work you do for us students. We all truly appreciate it and would be nowhere without you. Thanks for the memories, lessons, and love you've given us. I'll miss you all so much. You have been the best professors ever, and always will be.

-Incoming Firsties: Hey, guys. I have some advice. One: GET INVOLVED. Hogwarts ain't fun unless you're in book club or on the Quidditch team or something! So, get out there. Show everyone your skills because we all know you got 'em. Also, savor every minute here. When you're standing where I am right now writing in this book, you'll be glad you did. And if you didn't, you will regret it BELIEVE ME. Be nice with your professors as well, they do a lot for you more than you think. Yeah. That's all I got. I'm not much of an advice giver...but good luck to you all!

-My Fellow Lions: You all were the best group of lions to be with. I am soo glad and honored to have been a part of you guys, we're all kinda like a family, y'know? I'd be lost without you guys. You all have a special place here in my heart. Keep on rocking at Quidditch guys. I love you all. And will miss you dearly.

And that's all I have to write in here...goodbye Hogwarts. Farewell students, friends, professors. I will forever keep every each and one of you in my heart and never forget you. Thanks for the memories and everything you've given me. I can't believe it's time to say goodbye for real.

-Ronnie Hawkins

P.S: I think I broke my hand from all that. Merlin's Pants.

Uncle Moose · 08-04-2013, 04:26 AM

Oakey finally stood up from his table. He spent most the time there trying to comfort Tobias, a first year he was sure he didn't have any impact on in his last year. Oakey always thought the first years would spend their time forming friendships among each other. It's what made them more everlasting. That's how he felt with Renesmee, and Jory. After much thought while just standing there he moved over to the Memory Book. He looked back at some of the other entries. Kurumi's, Keefer's, Vincenzo's, Selina's, Sierra's even. His eyes scanned as far up to when he just came in as a first year. After reading them Oakey put both hands down on pedestal where the book sat and let off a large and ~~if the Great Hall was not filled with so much chatter~~ audible sigh. He lifted the quill and began to write down something. Anything that would make sense to him to tell the next few who would come and read the Memory book.

I'm not one to write big long speeches, nor do I ever think of myself as the kind to inspire, but you're getting one anyways. If you do feel even the slightest bit of inspiration after you finish reading this, then I'm glad I could help.

When I first came to Hogwarts I never thought twice about why the Sorting Hat placed me in Hufflepuff. I just sort of accepted it and went on with my year. As the terms went by, I began to fill the spot more and more and not until my 4th term did I finally begin to question what made me who I am. I came to the conclusion that it wasn't that I was a Hufflepuff, but that I was Oakey Gunter. The Hat only defined my qualities, and gave me just one more family to consider myself a part of. It was up to me to express who I was, and I figured that out by the end of that term.

Going even further than that I was given one more family, everyone at Hogwarts. From classmates in other Houses, staff, and former staff. I never truly had a mother figure until Professor Hadley, my Head of House. Always giving me proper advice and pointing me to a good career path based on my skills. Healer Tillstorm, I truly regret ever thinking of her as an Evil Healer. She does her job brilliantly, and with a good heart. Don't let her vicious attitude throw you off. She's the one that's going to mend your broken bones, and snap you back into place ~~hopefully only once~~.

Every student here as well, don't EVER seclude yourself to just your house. True friendships work best with those that are entirely different from you. If you're reasonable, go find someone stubborn. You'll bring out the best in each other.

I could not have asked for a better home, and a better family to spend 7 years of my life with. I'm seriously surprised I made it through, and that my bad luck hasn't done me in just yet. I'm confident that I'll continue to reminence on my days here.

Oakey R. Gunter
Class of 2081
Norse Myth Expert
Veggie Drink Maker
Unlucky Puff
Hufflepuff Prefect 2080
Punching Bag
Head Boy 2081
You make your own luck

As he finished he looked it over, and smiled. Many times these smiles were always just plastered on Oakey's face, but not this one. This one had meaning. He was pleased with the time he had here, and that deserved a smile with reason behind it. Maybe even a tear or two...but you wouldn't know.

Talikins · 08-04-2013, 09:34 AM

With a tissue in hand, Nessie dabbed at her eyes as she made her way to the Seventh Year Memory Book. This would hopefully be the final closer she needed, because right now she felt unready to leave the school. There was just too much she didn't want to leave behind but the thought of WADA was what kept her strong. Her dream was finally coming true and for that to happen other doors clearly had to be closed.

Hiccup. Then nose blow.

Opening the ancient-looking book, Renesmee began reading some of the entries. She mostly went on to reading the people she knew and cared about.

Kita was first and that entry made her go back to phase one which was crying considering she had been working on keeping the tears away. They were right back though and didn't seem to be disappearing anytime soon. Those words meant so much to her, they were so special and all Ness wanted to do was give her former Captain a hug.

Mia. She was next and had the tears falling down harder. What was scary was how much she'd changed to what they had written. It was almost as if she'd taken their advice before seeing it. Growing up was something she'd definitely done over the years.

Treyen. That one made her giggle. But she liked it, she liked that it was different and short and important. Not to mention she liked that he mentioned Ellie, it was cutish.

There were a few others she scanned through which was mere curiosity. They included Vashti's, Ellie's, Selena's.

After those she spotted Keefer's and smiled a weak smile as she remembered another one of her former captains. He was the Captain she succeeded after and it was only in her best hope that she did as well as him.

Kurumi's entry. That was a special one with advice that only someone as clever as Kurumi could write about. Wise and special girl that Gryffindor was. The number seven. She'd remember that.

A few more were read out of mere interest. Louisa's, Selina's which made her giggle. Bell's was read too and Sierra along with Violet's, Milton's and Rora's. There were a lot of graduates Ness knew come to think of it, pretty scary she'd be one of them by tomorrow.

Last and the most recent written one was Oakeys. Beautifully written and what he said was warming to the young, Dixon's heart. It was true what he said about filling into your spot. You got sorted into a house that you eventually grew more and more into. So firsties out there shouldn't be afraid of sorting. You just behave the way you want to and before you know it you become house suited.

Picking up the quill, Renesmee began scribbling away what she could. She treated it like a diary entry in her book, almost and wrote everything that popped in her mind. What she wished for, was that it inspired people or at least taught them to appreciate Hogwarts. This place through all it's trouble had always been strong, clearly that needed admiration.

Scribble. Scribble. Hiccup. Scribble.

Text Cut: Entry

I don't know how to start this exactly but I think a quote is the right way to go.

"You never know what you have until you've lost it and once you've lost it you can never get it back. "-Unknown

I'm not too sure I agree with the second half of that quote but the first half definitely applies to me right now. I don't think I've ever appreciated my time at Hogwarts enough, I don't think many people do. We all come here as clueless first years wondering why our parents send us to some crazy magic school with weird Professors that jump on desks or go on about yoga not to mention the man-eating plants and the dementors we had here too. Sounds like a barbaric school? Doesn't it? Maybe. But this school is special because between all the chaos we make memories and learn things we’d never forget. I just feel we don’t realize how fortunate we all are to be here.

This is why my first bit of advice to you is to appreciate everything Hogwarts has given you. Don’t complain about the work, or the Professors or the uniform, ~~maybe about the dementors you can but otherwise not~~. It’s a waste of time to complain. Appreciate what you can, focus on the good, be grateful for the friends you have, the fun you have and those awesome spells you’d learn.

My second piece of advice to you is Carpe Diem! Sieze the day! If you want to play Quidditch, try out! If you want to get good grades, then work your butt off! Don’t just sit your whole Hogwarts journey doing nothing, do everything you can to make it count. You only come here once and when your time is up, it’s up, like mine is today.

My last piece of advice is to be yourself. I think that it’s very important to be true to who you are no matter what anyone else thinks. Don’t let people’s comments get you down. You’re your own person and if they don’t like you that’s not your problem. So be YOU!

Besides for advice I just want to say thank you to Hogwarts for everything. For the both good and bad times we had but most importantly thank you for the lessons I have learned to aid me in my future.

I also want to thank each and everyone of you that have made my experience here what it was.

First I want to thank my best friend and boyfriend for being ~~the biggest daft bull and~~ most unique and loving person on this planet. I love you and I'll see you soon, Tommycat.

Thank you to my kiddos, especially Ella, Alec and Bliss for always putting a smile on my face and making me proud. For teaching me that things can actually be learned by people younger than you. Thank you for the sibling love that I needed so much whilst here. ~~And thank you for the cheek pinches too.~~ I love you all and I believe you’ll make me proud in the future. Keep smiling and if you need anything I’m an owl away

Thank you to my Professors, in particular Professor J and Hadley for guiding me into becoming a woman rather than a young girl. Thank you for teaching me all the spell and skills I require to graduate as well as survive in the real world with. You’ve all been amazing. Also thank you to Bunz for leading the school in the ways she does ~~she should totally give red heads more privileges though. Just saying.~~

Thank you to all you Student Leaders who have helped lead the school so well, and I especially want to say thank you to Oakey, my great friend. You have been a most spectacular Head Boy to work with. Thank you.

Thank you to the Hufflepuff Quidditch team this year and the two previous years that I captained, or in fact thank you to every single team I have played in. It has been an honour.

Lastly I want to thank each and every person in this school for making the school what it is and keeping it united like it’s always been. Keep your pride in this school, that’s all I ask. And respect each other, please.

Instead of goodbye, I’m going to end this like I started it, with a quote.

“Never say goodbye. Because goodbye means going away, and going away means forgetting”.-Peter Pan

That’s my goodbye then, because I refuse to forget you Hogwarts. You will forever be in my heart.

Renesmee Talya Dixon
Banshee Rennie
LochNessie
Future WADA Dancer
Cheek Pincher
Flawless Ginger
⅓ Ferocious Trio
Herald Editor 2075-2081
Hufflepuff Quidditch Captain 2078-2080
Head Girl ~~Pout~~ and Hufflepuff Prefect 2080-2081
Class of 2081

After finishing with the last word the Head Girl took her tissue wiped her still teary eyes and then read over her entry. It seemed to make sense to her and that was the important thing, was it not? This was for her to say what she wanted to and all she wanted to say was Thank you.

Thank you, Hogwarts for everything.

FearlessLeader19 · 08-04-2013, 04:20 PM

Jory kept glancing at the memory book. He had so many things he wanted to get out of his head but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Finally, after what seemed liked ages, he found himself standing in front of the book. Well, he could at least write something.

Quote:

Dear Hogwarts,
I am very proud to have been a part of this school. I have experienced seven of the most memorable years and it has been the best years yet. I can still remember the first time I entered the Castle as if it were only yesterday. It’s hard to believe I’ll be graduating.

To Ronnie Hawkins: You are my life and I cannot thank you enough for always being there ans making me laugh. I keep saying and I’ll say it again, I’m glad we got together; we’re a lot alike. I can still remember the first time we met, the way your red hair blew in the wind. From that day, even though I did not realise it, you had a special place in my heart. And you always will. I love you very much.

To Minerva Wheatborn: Min, you are one of the persons I'll meet the most. Our friendly competition about the House Points is something I always looked forward to at the beginning of the terms. Be proud of who you are. You are a wonderful person; always remember that. Continue to do your best and one day you'll make a smashing Healer!

To Gwen Greene: You're another one of my closest friends here. I still remember that day when we first met. You were out with your sketch pad and I was bothering you. I still remember having the feeling that you didn't like me but obviously I was wrong. Thanks for being my friend & I hope we can keep in touch. Looking forward to the day you become a Healer. I'll miss you.

To Hufflepuff House & Professor Hadley: I cannot express how pleased and proud I am to be a Badger. Working with you all has been an honour. We all worked as a team, despite being in the various years, to ensure that we did our best whether it be at Quidditch, Gobstones or academics. I know that the continuing Puffs and new ones as well will carry on Hufflepuff’s legacy for many years to come. Professor Hadley, you are the best Head of House anyone can ask for. Thank you for always encouraging us to do our best.

To the Professors: Thank you very much for sharing your knowledge. I have enjoyed all of the lessons and wish I could just be a firstie again to sit in your classes again. Keep up your good work.

To upcoming & continuing students: Be proud of Hogwarts. Be proud of your House, no matter which you are sorted into. Always strive to do your best and with guidance from your Professors, you will succeed.

Jory James Stonewall
Class of 2081.

There. He was all done. He smiled as he replayed some memories in his head. His first day here, being sorted, the classes, the friends he made. Still smiling, Jory brushed a tear away. No, it was time to be happy. Happy because he was glad he had been a part of it all.

DuckyLinJi · 08-05-2013, 06:13 AM

Walking up to the seventh year memory book, Daichi took a deep breath as he stood in front of the pedestal that stood against the far wall in the back. His fingers were trembling a little due to nerves as he opened the book. He scanned over a few entries and stopping to read the ones of people he personally knew. Stopping at Jonathan’s entry, a smile became visible on his face as he read his name in capital letters.

Flipping the pages till a fresh piece of paper was visible, the Slytherin dipped the quill in the ink but didn’t wrote anything. What was he supposed to write? And to who? He hadn’t had any good friends and the ones he did had were already gone. It was sad but his entry was not going to be a long one this way.

Dipping the quill in the ink for a second time, Daichi began to write his entry.

Quote:

Originally Posted by entry

I feel strange standing here, writing in this book for others to read. My emotions are mixed right now, i feel excited on graduating and to explore the world. But i also feel scared and worried. I guess it is normal though...i hope so.

It only seemed like yesterday that i entered this Great Hall for my sorting ceremony, but it has in fact already been seven years now. I remember being a hatstall for a few minutes because the Hat couldn’t figure out if i would be better in Hufflepuff or Slytherin. And i think i choose my answer good by wanting to go to Slytherin because even though i know not all of you like me, i still wouldn't trade this house for another.

I want to thank everyone for making my school years so enjoyable. Yes, i had my ups-and-downs as well but if there is one thing i learned here is that you should never give up and that friendship is everything. I could make a list of people that i want to thank but i am sure that you all know who you are and i’m really afraid to accidentally let someone out so this will be a group message for all of you;

Thank you for being my friend, it may be a small thing but having you guys as friends means the world to me. Thank you for listening to my stupid worries and mainly being there for me when i needed you all. Really, thank you~

I have so many good memories of this place that i want to keep in my mind and heart forever. I want to say a special thank you to the Professor’s who taught me these years. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you and i’ll be sure to use the things that i’ve learned here in the real world.

I also want to apologize towards Slytherin house for having been a horrible Prefect this term. I've acted immaturely and eventhough i didn't know i was doing it i don't want to use that as an excuse. So to the person who gets my badge, please look after these kids and not in the way how i did.

Daichi Max Katharos
Class of 2081
Slytherin Prefect
Duck Boy
Ex-Chaser
Quidditch Champion
Dueling club member

When he was finished, the Slytherin Prefect had no emotion. He placed the quill back and closed the book before walking away. Somehow he knew that the realisation that he was going away forever was going to be later.

Quick Quotes Quill · 08-07-2013, 07:51 AM

Gwen couldn’t believe it was already time for her to write in this book. The seventh year flipped the pages of the Memory book and read the entries of the students she got to know at Hogwarts before they graduated. Vickers. Kurumi. Selena. Louisa.

And now it was her turn?!

Flipping a couple more pages, Gwendolyn came across the entries of the people in her year. Reading Jory’s words, she couldn’t help but smile. Moving on to the next pages, she expected to find a few more things to read but… a blank page suddenly stared at her.

It really was her turn to write in the Memory book.

After picking up the quill, the seventh year eyed the blank page in front of her. What was she going to write? Despite the fact that she was a Ravenclaw, Gwendolyn Greene wasn’t particularly good at putting her ideas in writing. She was much better at practical things. Like Potions. Unfortunately, writing in the Memory book wasn’t like writing a potions recipe. Imagine how that would sound…

1. Take one confused 11-year old wizard/witch

2. Send firstie to Hogwarts

3. Put sorting hat on the head of the firstie
. . .
But starting with that moment things would go differently for each and every one of them. Different houses. Different friends. Different preferences on classes. So, after all, every Hogwarts student would soon shape their personality and distinguish themselves.

Was that the kind of thing she was supposed to write?

Quote:

I can’t say that I had no idea what to expect when I first stepped in the Great Hall. I had my ideas and my plans for the future seven years I would be spending at Hogwarts. The fact that some of my thoughts proved to be wrong is another story...

I was rather surprised to be sorted into Ravenclaw. But this house made me feel like home. I soon realized that the sorting hat had chosen wisely. It was probably the best decision that was ever taken for me. So, to current and future Ravenclaw students, my message is: you are amazing. I couldn’t be prouder of being a member of this house. And thank you to the sorting hat, I guess?

But, as the stubborn kind who wants to take decisions on my own, my advice is: Do what YOU think is best. The feeling of being right is simply rewarding. And, even if you are wrong, a mistake is simply another way of doing things. Just stand up for your choice. It is how you will be remembered here.

One thing that I hadn’t taken into account was how fast seven years can pass. Because of that, spend your time here wisely. And have fun. Gather many special memories, for this is what you will be taking with you.

And finally, to my friends (you know who you are): THANK YOU. You have made Hogwarts a very special place.

Gwendolyn H. Greene
Proud Ravenclaw
Class of 2081

This was it.

She was actually graduating.

Gwendolyn looked over her entry in the Memory Book. Certainly, there were all the people she wanted to thank to, but Gwen decided it was best to tell them that in person. Not through a book. First of all, there was Ariadne Marchbanks- her best friend. The one with whom she shared many memories- some rather plain (like chatting or studying together), some which made her smile from ear to ear and shake her head at the stupid ideas they had had (like using a wooden board to slide over the Moving Staircase) and some which made her cringe (the time she turned her hair blue). For all these moments she wanted to thank Ari.

Jory Stonewall- the person who made her realize that she COULD be nice. She had learned valuable lessons from the Hufflepuff. Like how important friendship was. Or how much it meant to know that you can count on someone. And for that- a big THANK YOU!

Amara Kaul- the girl whom she had met only this year, but who resembled her a lot. And of course, Zeke. Nora. Joanna. Wade. Laura. Cassia. Mika. These people the people she would miss. A LOT. And no entry in the Memory book would be enough. She would tell them in person what she had to say.

Gwendolyn Greene placed the quill down and eyed her entry for the last time before closing the Memory Book. And a genuine smile appeared on her face.

This is it.

'It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.'

Govoni · 08-07-2013, 03:03 PM

Dylan stepped up to the Memory Book with purpose; his facial expression a hard line. He wanted it done and over with....since there were potentially emotional things he needed to write down and express before he worried about feasting with his friends and extended family. Closing the chapter titled "My Hogwarts Career" was in writing this final entry....and it would need to be three things in theory.

Honest. Straightforward. Epic.

....Characteristics he himself possessed, obviously.

Since the book was still opened due to its previous writer, Dylan quickly flipped to the next available page and dipped the quill...Then he took a breath, pausing...just before he began to write...

Quote:

Five years ago...I fought my parents on the decision to leave the States; upset, angry, and ready to rebel at being forced to leave my friends and everything I had known for all my life. I could never have imagined that Hogwarts would change me as a person in such a profound way.

Still upset and displeased with my parents, I did the bare minimum in lessons, barely scrapping by with my marks to pass. I didn't talk to anyone. I didn't befriend anyone. As far as I was concerned, there was no reason for me to get attached to this place...because I had it in my mind that I would convince them to take me back home. Naturally, I was mistaken...When I moved up to Fourth Year, I had the inkling to join the Quidditch team, out of boredom mostly. It turned out to be the best decision I've probably ever made. Quidditch changed my life here at Hogwarts. It was there that I met my true friends, my partners-in-crime,....my family.

There were others, yes. Several Gryffindors, two Hufflepuffs, a handful of Ravenclaws...not that I'll be mentioning every single one of these people. You all know who you are and what you mean to me. The bonds we've made are strong and won't be undone with distance. So...yea. Without further ado...

To my family, the Slytherin Quidditch Team: It's been one hell of a time working with each and every one of you. Just because I'm done with school and will no longer be your Captain...does not mean that I will stop being your friend. I'm only ever an owl away...And I know that I was hard on you guys a lot...but with that hard work, look at what we've accomplished. We are Champions and we are the best. As parting advice, though....it will not get easier. Keep up the hard work, training, and even my ridiculous diet. It saved the lot of you from that stupid ice cream this year. Who knows what else will be floating around in the future...Stay vigilant, sharp, and focused. I love you all.

To my favorite girl, Beatrice Castell: Thanks for being my biggest fan and strongest support system. Through all the fighting, we've somehow managed to work it out and be there for one another. I won't physically be around...but I hope you'll still visit our place and think of me from time to time. It's going to be so hard to not see you everyday and walk with you to lessons...and just hold your hand...but I promise I'll never stop thinking about you. I love you, beautiful.

To my best mate, Jakob Keller: Sup. I'm not going to say much because as soon as we get off the train, we'll be searching for houses together. Thanks for being the best friend anyone has ever had in the history of EVER. I know without any doubts that I can always count on you...and just imagine...The paintball wars we're going to have will be EPIC. Challenge issued, mate.

To my Gryffindor girls, Alice Fischer and Penelope Greenwell: Alice I'm still ill with you about making my hair fall out...but with that aside, you will always be my Captain counterpart...as Penelope is my Seeking counterpart. I wish you guys luck in the coming years...Also, how about take it easy on my Chasers. They're just boys...and really can't be held accountable for their actions. Because...again...they're boys. We aren't as smart as you lot are...

To Oakey Gunter: This was a weird year for us both...but I don't hold anything against you. I'm sure you had your reasons for getting into my business when it clearly was not your place...though I'm still not seeing it. I'm giving you some advice...though you've never personally asked for it. In the future, stop trying to be a fixer to everyone's problems. If you can learn to chill and just let things happen how they are meant to happen, life will be much easier for you.

I still care a great deal about you, mate. That hasn't changed.

There were Professors, too...Those who have taught me how to be a better person to people around me...and to strive for better than what I think I deserved for myself. I can attest that to each and every one of you guys individually on some level. So, thank you for making me truly well-rounded...And a special nod to Professor Lafay, my Head of House. Thank you for taking a chance on me...and teaching me about true leadership.

In conclusion, I will not miss this place...but I will miss the people. As I told my team, stay safe, vigilant, and never stop questioning the intentions of others. It will save your life.

Also, owl me.

Dylan Corvi Montmorency
Slytherin Quidditch Captain 2077 - 2081
Slytherin Scroll Editor 2078 - 2080
Yearbook Writer 2079 - 2081
Aperacium Whisperer and Writer
Future Appleby Arrows player
Future Military Pilot
Dylightfully Dylish
Class of 2081

Clearing his throat, the Slytherin took a step back from the book and slowly grinned to himself. The emotions had been kept in check, rightfully so. Dylan had wondered if it would hit him...but he didn't truly expect it to until he stepped off the Hogwarts Express for the last time...

Sigh.

With a lasting look, he made his way towards his table. It was time to start goodbyes.

emjay · 08-08-2013, 11:03 PM

Once the feast was nearly over and he felt he could put it off no longer, Ethan slipped away from the Ravenclaw table and made his way over to the Seventh Year Memory Book. He wasn't really sure what he wanted to say.. he wasn't sure that he had even wanted to write in it at all. But in the end, the internal struggle to leave some sort of lasting legacy, whatever that may be, finally won out.

Words of wisdom, something profound.. was that what he was supposed to write in here? All at once it felt like a monumental task to leave something that future generations would someday look back on.. but maybe he was seriously overthinking this. Ethan flipped through some of the pages, green eyes skimming over the entries. He didn't recognize many of the names having only gone here a few years so he turned a bit ahead to some more recent ones. He paused a little longer at the more familiar names - his former captain, his former prefect - and glanced through, reading here and there. He stopped at an entry that mentioned him by name, smiling a bit at the memory. He found the current entries from his graduating class then turned to a blank page. His turn.

After a lengthy pause, Ethan picked up the quill and held it poised over the blank page. He still wasn't completely sure what he wanted to say.. maybe it would be best to just start writing and it would come to him.

Text Cut: Ethan's entry

When I first stepped through the doors of Hogwarts nearly three years ago, I remember thinking that this was pretty much the last place I wanted to be. I knew no one, had never even been to this country.. come to think of it, I felt much like a typical first year.. but in his fifth term. Not only did I need to get to know people, but I had to study for OWLs on top of it. Then to be sorted into Ravenclaw.. well, that was a bit of a surprise. Not that I had a particular or different house in mind, but I had heard that Ravenclaw was for bookworm-types who preferred studying over well, pretty much anything else.. and I really didn’t feel that was me. And while I won't disclose here the full details of why Hogwarts became my destination for formal schooling, I soon realized that I had no choice but to stay and make the best of it, which had me remembering somewhat redundant sounding words I had long since banked in my memory - Things turn out best for the people who make the best of the way things turn out.

Over the last three years, my experiences at Hogwarts have taught me a lot about myself, things like:
Adaptability.. Change is a part of life, it's how you react to those changes that can determine the difficulty of your path or its perceived success.
Perseverance and determination.. hard work really does pay off, especially after you've failed at something so many times you can’t count, then one day that hybrid finally develops successfully.. or tried casting a spell for the umpteenth time before it finally works.
Self-confidence.. Not in the egotistical way, but having the success that comes with endurance, along with the support of friends.. you can't help but to have some belief in yourself.

After three years, I can say that I'm glad that the decision was made for me to attend Hogwarts. I won’t call it my home, not really, because it isn’t and I think it would be trite of me to do so, but I’ve come to call it my school, even more so than the one I went to before. And I will be proud to call myself a Hogwarts Alumnus. I've made plenty of friends here.. some I know will be lasting.. and they have helped to make my time here great. And to whomever might happen to read this, every one of you who was here during my short stay has affected my life in some way, whether big or small, good or bad. Thanks for helping me become the person I am today and thanks for making this former transfer student feel like one of you.

And just because I have a few specific things to say to a select few:

The Ravenclaw Quidditch Team: I could not ask for a cooler bunch of people to play a game of Quidditch with.. you all made being on the team some of the best times I've ever had. And no matter what our season turned out to be like, always remember: Ravenclaws are first in fun.. thanks for reminding us of that, Mo. Oh, and Elise? Thanks for insisting I play a position I didn't think I could and for seeing something in me that I didn't. I guess you really did know what you were talking about. Stay Zen, Eagles..

Minerva Wheatborn: You have been such a big part of the last three years, I honestly can't even think about my time at Hogwarts without thinking of you. I'm really going to miss seeing your beautiful face everyday.. but I know this isn't even close to goodbye for us. We have been through so much together and I know how strong our relationship is. So many places around the castle and on the grounds hold such strong memories for us.. visit them often, not to be sad that I'm not there to share them with you anymore, but to remember the good times we had. And I will leave my heart with you so you can remember how much I love you even if I can't be here to tell you.

Eliza Dawnsel: You may or may not realize, but I've always thought of you as the little sister I never had. And I will always have your back. You are such a bright and funny girl, and a really great friend.. I'm so glad I met you when I first came here. And this is in no way goodbye for us either. I expect owls on a regular basis. I mean it.

My fellow Ravenclaws: The sorting hat obviously knew something I didn't, this is hands-down where I belong. My first impression of this house might not have been completely accurate.. We might be thought of as the smart kids.. and we are.. but intelligence isn't defined only in one way. There are so many different aspects of being a Ravenclaw and shouldn't be conformed to a stereotype. We might be quirky in our own right, but I don't know a group of people more fun and there for each other. I'm proud to count myself as one among you.

I’m not going to spout off a lot of advice now, because I don’t really think I’m very good at that type of thing. But if someone who’s reading this can learn something from my own experience here, fantastic.. if not, that’s cool too. But I'll leave you with this: As the Bard of Avon once said, we know what we are now, but not what we may become. Graduation is not the end, simply a new beginning.. We're not closing the book, just moving on to the next chapter.

Ethan M. McCarthy
Ravenclaw (2078-2081)
Prefect (2080-2081)
Quidditch Chaser and ~~reluctant~~ Keeper ( 2079-2081)
Gobstones Club Member (2078-2081)
Class of 2081

Well. That was much longer than he had intended. Ethan set the quill down and flexed his hand a few times to relieve the cramping. He wasn't sure if what he wrote really conveyed what he meant or that anyone would read it anyway, but he did what he set out to do.. leave his mark in the book. He took a moment to allow his eyes to skim over his words once more before heading back to his table for a few more words with his friends before leaving for good.

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