Monthly Archives: December 2011

SEVERUS SNAPE – THE UNSUNG HERO

Severus Snape, the greasy haired git. The biased Head of Slytherin House. The sallow faced Potions Master. The one person, apart from Voldemort, who seemed to hate Harry’s very existence. The Half-Blood Prince. Throughout the series, he has remained the … Continue reading

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FROM TOM RIDDLE TO VOLDEMORT – THE JOURNEY OF THE DARK LORD

A memory of the sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle writes the words “Tom Marvolo Riddle” in thin air with Harry’s wand inside the Chamber Of Secrets. He waves his wand and the letters rearrange themselves to form “I am Lord Voldemort”. This … Continue reading

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CAN’T HELP LOVING YOU

Trapped between his arms, her back to the wall, she stood her ground, chest heaving even as she wanted to throw herself into his arms and hear his calming heartbeat. But she pushed it away. He had hurt her enough. … Continue reading

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THE WARRIOR PRINCE

“For men may come and men may go But I go on forever” -The Brook, Alfred Lord Tennyson. Underrated, the most talked about personality in the world of Cricket, the “God of the offside”, the man who built up the … Continue reading

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TEN

And sometimes when we touch The honesty’s too much. And I have to close my eyes and hide. I want to hold you till I die Till we both break down and cry I want to hold you till the … Continue reading

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NINE

The flowers dry up in happiness The night fades into the day in joy The stars fall from the sky with a smile. But I am the happiest in this world. So friend, come to me I shall share my … Continue reading

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EIGHT

He knows how you smother the loneliness, He knows how you throw away all you have, He knows how you flee from this planet, But he doesn’t know how to stay. (“Måste vara två” by Lars Winnerbäck) She opened the door with … Continue reading

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