Poems For Fangirls

Poems For Fangirls

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I will just write whenever and if you like these you like these if you don't you don't! I didn't choose my way of life, I jumped onto a train, and jumped onto a building. I accidentally fell and landed in a strange plant called Devils Snare, that's okay my father is Hephaestus, so I lit up the room, but that's when I fell from fifty feet and somehow landing near Camp Half-blood. Sadly I was sent to Panem to compete in the Hunger Games, I won for my district, District 12. I met another victor by the name of Katniss, together we sparked hope. I'm still only 12! I went to Hogwarts and got captured by Bellatrix, only to be tortured. Now im just a story jumper.
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(Completed) My name is Alexandra Wilson and I am witch that lives in the Weasley household, commonly known as the Burrow. Both of my parents are pure-bloods, which makes me one. Unfortunately, they got tortured by Bellatrix LeStrange, one of many Death Eaters, when I was just 2 years old. They ended up going to St. Mungo's, a hospital for wizards and witches. Both of my parents were members of the Order of the Phoenix. Unfortunately, my parents died shortly after being hospitalized. They were killed by Voldemort right in front of me. I was adopted by my Godparents, Arthur and Molly Weasley (who like to be called Mum and Dad by me, even though I am adopted), and embraced into their beloved home. Their children, Charlie, Bill, Percy, Fred and George (twins), Ron, and Ginny, treated me as their sister. Although I don't fit in with their iconic red hair and my silvery blonde hair, I felt like family. I am Ron's age, and he is 11, about to start his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Ginny is a year younger than us and Fred and George are two years older. Draco and I fall in love and have a great relationship. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tears still falling, she stared into my eyes like she didn't know who I was. The next thing I knew, her lips crashed into mine. My eyes widened in surprised then closed. Her grip on my arm loosened, and I slipped it out. I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing back passionately. [Small paragraph from story(Draco's P.O.V.)]

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