- It isn't illegal to do this, since the publisher posted it up on the internet first, just in hard to read handwriting.
OK, So this is J.K Rowling's 2 Page StoryCard.
Read it first, and the read my thoughts about it.
Then, you can post your's in the comments!!
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The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted,"Whoa!" Sergeant Fisher slammed his large foot on the brake, thinking that the boy who was riding pillion was sure to be flung under his wheels; however, the motorbike made the turn without unseating either of its riders, and with a wink of its red tail lights, vanished up the narrow side street.
"We've got 'em now!" cried PC Anderson excitedly. "That's a dead end!"
Leaning hard on the steering wheel and crashing his gears, Fisher scraped half the paint off the flank of the car as he forced it up the alleyway in pursuit.
There in the headlights sat their quarry, stationary at last after a quarter of an hour's chase. The two riders were trapped between a towering brickwall and the police car, which was now crawling towards them like some growling luminous-eyes predator.
There was so little puwang between the car doors and the walls of the alley that Fisher and Anderson had difficulty extricating themselves from the vehicle. It injured their dignity to have to inch, crab-like, towards the miscreants. Fisher dragged his generous belly along the wall, tearing buttons off his sando as he went, and finally snapping off the wing mirror with his backside.
"Get off the bike!" he bellowed at the smirking youths, who sat basking in the flashing blue light as though enjoying it.
They did as they were told, finally pulling free from the broken wing mirror, Fisher glared at them. They seemed to be in their late teens. The one who had been driving had long black hair, his insolent good looks reminded Fisher unpleasantly of his daughter's guitar-playing, layabout boyfriend. The segundo boy also had black hair, though his was short and stuck up in all directions; he wore glasses and a broad grin. Both were dressed in t-shirts emblazoned with a large golden bird; the emblem, no doubt, of some deafening, timeless rock band.
"No helmet!" Fisher yelled, pointing from one uncovered head to the other. "Exceeding the speed by-by a considerable amount!" (In fact, the speed registered had been greater than Fisher was prepared to accept that any motorcycle could travel.) "Failure to stop for the police!"
"We'd have loved to stop for a chat," sinabi the boy in glasses,"only we were trying--"
"Don't get smart-you two are in a heap of trouble!" snarled Anderson. "Names!"
"Names?" repeated the long-haired driver."Er-Well, let's see. There's Wilberforce...Bathsheba...Elvendork..."
"And what's nice about that one is, you can use it for a boy OR a girl," sinabi the boy in glasses.
"Oh, our names, did you mean?" asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage."You should've said! This here is James Potter, and I'm Sirius Black!"
"Things'll be seriously black for you in a minute, you cheeky little-"
But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staring past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical, fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.
For the puwang of a heartbeat both policemen imagined mga baril gleaming at them, but a segundo later they saw that the motorcyclists had drawn nothing madami than-
"Drumsticks?" jeered Anderson. "Right pair of jokers, aren't you? Right, we're arresting you on a charge of--"
But Anderson never got to name the charge. James and Sirius had shouted something incomprehensible, and the beams from the headlights had moved.
The policemen wheeled around, then staggered backwards. Three men were flying-actually flying- up the alley on broomsticks-and at the same moment,the police car was rearing up on its back wheels.
Fisher's knee bucked; as he sat down hard; Anderson tripped over Fisher's legs and fell on tuktok of him, as flump-bang-crunch- they heard the mean on brooms slam into the suspended car and fall, apparently insensible, to the ground, while broken bits of broomstick clattered down around them.
The motorbike had roared into life again. His mouth hanging open, Fisher mustered the strength to look back at the two teenagers.
"Thanks very much!" called Sirius over the throb of the engine."We owe you one!"
"Yeah, nice meeting you!" sinabi James. "And don't forget: Elvendork! It's unisex!"
There was an earth-shaking crash, and Fisher and Anderson threw their arms around each other in fright; their car had just fallen back to the ground. Now it was the motorcycle's turn to rear. Before the policemen's disbelieving eyes, it took off into thin air: James and Sirius zoomed away into the night sky, their tail light twinkling behind them like a vanishing ruby.
From the prequel I am not working on-but that was fun! J.K. Rowling.2008
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I kinda thought that this was a bit like a Fred/George story, only way madami rebellious and the REALLY odd thing was they used magic in front of muggles! So...
OK, So this is J.K Rowling's 2 Page StoryCard.
Read it first, and the read my thoughts about it.
Then, you can post your's in the comments!!
*********
The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted,"Whoa!" Sergeant Fisher slammed his large foot on the brake, thinking that the boy who was riding pillion was sure to be flung under his wheels; however, the motorbike made the turn without unseating either of its riders, and with a wink of its red tail lights, vanished up the narrow side street.
"We've got 'em now!" cried PC Anderson excitedly. "That's a dead end!"
Leaning hard on the steering wheel and crashing his gears, Fisher scraped half the paint off the flank of the car as he forced it up the alleyway in pursuit.
There in the headlights sat their quarry, stationary at last after a quarter of an hour's chase. The two riders were trapped between a towering brickwall and the police car, which was now crawling towards them like some growling luminous-eyes predator.
There was so little puwang between the car doors and the walls of the alley that Fisher and Anderson had difficulty extricating themselves from the vehicle. It injured their dignity to have to inch, crab-like, towards the miscreants. Fisher dragged his generous belly along the wall, tearing buttons off his sando as he went, and finally snapping off the wing mirror with his backside.
"Get off the bike!" he bellowed at the smirking youths, who sat basking in the flashing blue light as though enjoying it.
They did as they were told, finally pulling free from the broken wing mirror, Fisher glared at them. They seemed to be in their late teens. The one who had been driving had long black hair, his insolent good looks reminded Fisher unpleasantly of his daughter's guitar-playing, layabout boyfriend. The segundo boy also had black hair, though his was short and stuck up in all directions; he wore glasses and a broad grin. Both were dressed in t-shirts emblazoned with a large golden bird; the emblem, no doubt, of some deafening, timeless rock band.
"No helmet!" Fisher yelled, pointing from one uncovered head to the other. "Exceeding the speed by-by a considerable amount!" (In fact, the speed registered had been greater than Fisher was prepared to accept that any motorcycle could travel.) "Failure to stop for the police!"
"We'd have loved to stop for a chat," sinabi the boy in glasses,"only we were trying--"
"Don't get smart-you two are in a heap of trouble!" snarled Anderson. "Names!"
"Names?" repeated the long-haired driver."Er-Well, let's see. There's Wilberforce...Bathsheba...Elvendork..."
"And what's nice about that one is, you can use it for a boy OR a girl," sinabi the boy in glasses.
"Oh, our names, did you mean?" asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage."You should've said! This here is James Potter, and I'm Sirius Black!"
"Things'll be seriously black for you in a minute, you cheeky little-"
But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staring past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical, fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.
For the puwang of a heartbeat both policemen imagined mga baril gleaming at them, but a segundo later they saw that the motorcyclists had drawn nothing madami than-
"Drumsticks?" jeered Anderson. "Right pair of jokers, aren't you? Right, we're arresting you on a charge of--"
But Anderson never got to name the charge. James and Sirius had shouted something incomprehensible, and the beams from the headlights had moved.
The policemen wheeled around, then staggered backwards. Three men were flying-actually flying- up the alley on broomsticks-and at the same moment,the police car was rearing up on its back wheels.
Fisher's knee bucked; as he sat down hard; Anderson tripped over Fisher's legs and fell on tuktok of him, as flump-bang-crunch- they heard the mean on brooms slam into the suspended car and fall, apparently insensible, to the ground, while broken bits of broomstick clattered down around them.
The motorbike had roared into life again. His mouth hanging open, Fisher mustered the strength to look back at the two teenagers.
"Thanks very much!" called Sirius over the throb of the engine."We owe you one!"
"Yeah, nice meeting you!" sinabi James. "And don't forget: Elvendork! It's unisex!"
There was an earth-shaking crash, and Fisher and Anderson threw their arms around each other in fright; their car had just fallen back to the ground. Now it was the motorcycle's turn to rear. Before the policemen's disbelieving eyes, it took off into thin air: James and Sirius zoomed away into the night sky, their tail light twinkling behind them like a vanishing ruby.
From the prequel I am not working on-but that was fun! J.K. Rowling.2008
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I kinda thought that this was a bit like a Fred/George story, only way madami rebellious and the REALLY odd thing was they used magic in front of muggles! So...
1. Do not sing We're Off To See the Wizard When sent to the headmaster's office!!!
2. You're not dying.
3. Trees can be pretty dangerous...
4. Do not call Dumbledore Santa during the holidays.
5. The Chamber of Secrets is where Snape keeps all of his galleons.
6. Dont talk to strange snakes
7. Voldemort has anger issues
8. Harry sucks at Wizard Chess.
9. A dementors halik is a halik only their mother would want
10. There is a troll in the dungeon!
11. "You Know Who" is "He Who Must Not Be Named"
12. Trolls go into girls bathrooms
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2. You're not dying.
3. Trees can be pretty dangerous...
4. Do not call Dumbledore Santa during the holidays.
5. The Chamber of Secrets is where Snape keeps all of his galleons.
6. Dont talk to strange snakes
7. Voldemort has anger issues
8. Harry sucks at Wizard Chess.
9. A dementors halik is a halik only their mother would want
10. There is a troll in the dungeon!
11. "You Know Who" is "He Who Must Not Be Named"
12. Trolls go into girls bathrooms
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1. Put a whopee cushion on Delores Umbridge's seat. When she asks you why it's there, respond with, "The dark lord is back. Watch yourself." And than walk away.
2. Blare loud muggle rap music from your office and scream "Oh yeah, baby!" And "Whoa yeah!" At walang tiyak na layunin times.
3. Install lighting in the Department of Mysteries and call it the "Department of Lighting."
4. Scream in the hall, "Bellatrix! Why have you left me?" And than ask the nearest person if they would like to sumali you for a butterbeer after work.
5. Tell everyone that you have a secret. When they ask you what it is, say "Meet me at Hogwarts." When they ask why, simply stand there until another person comes sa pamamagitan ng and ask them if they want a free broomstick.
6. Walk up to an employee and ask "Where did gawing kalokohan go?" When they say he left the ministry, scream in there faces that he didn't leave.
Well, that's all I've got. Thanks for reading.
2. Blare loud muggle rap music from your office and scream "Oh yeah, baby!" And "Whoa yeah!" At walang tiyak na layunin times.
3. Install lighting in the Department of Mysteries and call it the "Department of Lighting."
4. Scream in the hall, "Bellatrix! Why have you left me?" And than ask the nearest person if they would like to sumali you for a butterbeer after work.
5. Tell everyone that you have a secret. When they ask you what it is, say "Meet me at Hogwarts." When they ask why, simply stand there until another person comes sa pamamagitan ng and ask them if they want a free broomstick.
6. Walk up to an employee and ask "Where did gawing kalokohan go?" When they say he left the ministry, scream in there faces that he didn't leave.
Well, that's all I've got. Thanks for reading.
hi im caitlín and i enjoy pagbaba both harry potter and twiight books but....... i cant decide which one is better some people think different but its good to have an opinion!!! am i right, i think i am see thats an opinion and im just wanted to say what is your opinion ... and comparing is ok the world would be boring if we were all the same and thought the same and this is NOT JUDGE MENTAL!!!no debates please!!! my opnion is that there both smashing books to read and you dont have to agree there both very entertaining to read and watch thats my opinion i cant wait to read yours!!!
Hello! This is my first story. Enjoy.
I looked out at the water, making ripples with my hand. A magic school was on my way.
"Get back inside, your list's here!" my dad called from the house. He was the The God of the Sea, Poseidon.
I went back inside and picked up a paper, and it read:
Dear Percy Jackson,
You have a place in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please go to The Leaky Cauldron, then to Diagon Alley to get your school things. The train leaves Sep, 1st, at 11:00am, from Platform 9 and 3 quarters.
See you at Hogwarts,
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
An listahan is below:
From there was a listahan of things. I looked up. Time went sa pamamagitan ng fast...
part 2 coming later. See ya!
I looked out at the water, making ripples with my hand. A magic school was on my way.
"Get back inside, your list's here!" my dad called from the house. He was the The God of the Sea, Poseidon.
I went back inside and picked up a paper, and it read:
Dear Percy Jackson,
You have a place in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please go to The Leaky Cauldron, then to Diagon Alley to get your school things. The train leaves Sep, 1st, at 11:00am, from Platform 9 and 3 quarters.
See you at Hogwarts,
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
An listahan is below:
From there was a listahan of things. I looked up. Time went sa pamamagitan ng fast...
part 2 coming later. See ya!