I think I might, luff. :P



EDIT :: Hey, I'm on page seven! That's nice. =DD

Awww, thank you LOADS, bebeh. ^^
That is so all you can think of. =P

I'll try to update tomorrow, mmmkayyy?
-randomly huggleglompsWHOA you-

Sowwee it's so short =[ But more as soon as possible. ^_^
 

Their letters came and, along with them, came a plump, mild-looking woman who wore a pink gown with pink sandals, and carried a pink umbrella to match her pointed, pink hat and round, pink earrings.

“You are,” she said. “Witches.”

To say the least, they did not believe her. Besides, even if they ignored the fact that the word "witch" was local, orphanage slang, the image it conjured was not a good one - the pointed black hat, the scary sneer, the evil broomstick - right then, none of it sounded appealing, none of it sounded impressive.

But the woman was adamant, more so than them. When they insisted on refusing to believe her, she used a pink wand to show them things you can only dream of, things like how to lock doors without even getting up, and how light the fire without having to walk all the way to the Greengrass Wood, from where they brought the wooden sticks to use as firewood and light their fireplaces.

She told them it was all easy when you learned it, and had practiced it, and knew exactly when and where to use it. She told them they were bright children, and their parents had been magical. She told them they could do it too, had probably done some of it, already.

They went with her, and became students of the Revour Academy of Magic.

And from then on, they were no longer children.

Patience, child, patience. =D
Exactly. They were good at a lot of things, and they were bad at a lot of things, but their manners made people see their better side more.
Thanks, hunny. ^_^

Beautiful!
Lovely update, Maxers. :loved:
Though when you described the lady, I couldn't help but think of Umbridge. :xd: I think it was all the pink. :P
Awesome, though, I can't wait for moreeeeeeee!! I wanna see where this is going! :shifty: :D

Thanks, Dee with shiny teeth. <3
NUUUUU! That lady is NOTHING like Umbridge, do ya hear, Dee with shiny teeth? Nothing like Umbridge! I can't believe I made you think of Umbridge. *goes to cry* :cry:
More soon. ^^



Iloveyou.
[Yes, I can't help saying that. 'Cause Iloveyou.]

=DD

-Flashes a toothy grin-
:doof:

Awwwww!!! -Huggles The Maxers- :console:
I sowyyyyy. :(
It's just...
The pink! :xd: But okay, okay... I shall imagine her as a nicer, more good-looking lady from now on. :lol:

Awwww! :loved:
& I can't help saying that IloveyouMOAR!
:mwaha:

Draco: Dee with shiny.... tooth-?! =O

:P
YAY! *shnuggles you*

You can imagine a smexy Lucius too, while you're at it.
Lucius: Ah, yes. I am so... smexy. :xd:
*eyes*

ILOVEYOUMOST, so I win. As usual. =P

:rotfl:
Nooooo!!!
Don't believe it, Draco! That smiley is not me! I have a full set of perfectly shiny teeth, I swear! :(

LMAO! :lmao:
Oh, no need to remind of that... :shifty: Lucie-smexy-Malfoy is always smexy in my mind. -Eats Lucie- =|

ILOVEYOUMOSTEST!
Please, Maxers. You'll never win. You might as well give up now, victory is and will always be mine. :P

:mwaha:

:lmao:

You made me laugh out loud, DeeLee, you made me laugh out loud.

Draco: *eyes the smileyy* Are you.... sure? *runs off at full speed*

xDD
YOU CAN'T EAT HIM!

How am I going to write about him, noww? *sobs uncontrollably*
:faint:

I LOVE YOU MORE than the MOSTEST!





I win. xP

Teeehehehehe -giggle-
HEYYY!! >=O!!!
Dracooooooo!! Don't leave meeee! :cry: -Runs off after Draco at top speed- You're mine! Mine, ya hear?! You can't leave me!!
You'll never leave me... :evil:
-Pulls out duct tape-
:shifty:

Awwww! That's trueee... I'm sorry, I'm eating all your charries lately... :(
-Spits Lucie back out-
:xd:
Sorry, Lucie. :P

ILOVEYOUMOSTTHANTHEMOSTESTMOST!
-Panting-
I WIN. O_O I WIN!! o_O!!!!

Draco: You. Have. One. Tooth. *continues to run*

*eyes the tape* xD
Do you realize I still haven't spitted Draco out? :evil:
NUUU! I. Love. You. MOST'ER than whatever you say!

See! I winnn! *faints*

I don't, look, look! -Grins-
:(
-Catches up with Draco... glomp/tackle/beatup-
:mwaha:
You're all mine now, my little Malfoy... -Tapes Draco's feet and and hands so he can't escape-
:mwaha:!!!!!!

WHAAAAAA'!!
But, but, but!!
So then who was that that I just kidnapped?! o_O
AAAAHHH! Creep! Draco-look-a-like! -Runs screaming-

Oooh you are persistent, Maxers! :P
-Takes a deep breath-
ILOVEYOUMOSTESTTHANANYTHINGYOUSAYMULTIPLIEDBYINFINITY!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Gasp-
:faint:

You guys stretched the page! :gasp:
Draco: *tries to run with taped hands and feet* xD
:lmao:

Draco look-alike: Come baaaack. Come baaack! *runs after you* :xd:
You no let me win. =[

Iloveyou. =[ LOADS. So I win. :P
Updating, right now. ^_^
Awww. *huggles* It's alright, XavierLuff, you're here now. ^^
Forgiven! :lol:

I love you, too, and it's good to see you back. =DD

They were witches now, witches of the Revour Academy of Magic.

They were also, as some people so accurately put it, beauties. Beauties who climbed into their teens with enthusiasm and cheer and joy, beauties who loved quidditch - even if they were not that good at it - and played wizards’ chess - which they were good at - and were amazing students.

They had the same eyes, the same hair, the same height, and both of them were stunningly gorgeous. But one of them was wiser, more thoughtful, and one of them - in so many senses! - deeper, more innocent-looking.

To them, these tiny differences did not matter. Their hearts were one, and so were their souls. They were best friends who, between themselves, shared everything there was, could be, to share; who made chums but never entirely revealed themselves to anyone except each other; who laughed and cried together.

They were bonded in love, and they realized it. And as they grew up they realized, too, how much better at magic they were than those around them, how much more powerful.

In their third year, they learned of Voldemort, a young dark wizard who was gaining more and more power by the day, a young dark wizard who had already gathered armies and who was now indestructible.

In their third year, they learned of Voldemort, a young dark wizard who had once been, like them, a student who was admired by those that taught him, looked up to by those he hung out with.

In their third year, they learned of Voldemort, and that he had been barely fourteen when he had killed their parents when they caught him breaking into their house.

From then on, their paths separated.

- As one of the twins began to hate the Dark Arts, the other’s fascination with it began.

OMG!! :gasp:
Wait, wait! Who are these twins?! =[
But OMG wow... -dies at the amazingness of those last few paragraphs-
Honestly, Maxers, HONESTLY?! You're going to kill me one of these days. :lol: GAH. I love love love your writing style on TSRTD. Seriously. -Dies again-
:xd:
But I wanna know who these twins aaaaaaaaare! :(
Wait! Unless this is like a flashback? No, wait... ahhh! I'm lost! I must know who the twins are! =[ & It's lame one of 'em decided to be all pro-Voldie. <_< -Writes evil twinnie down on black list-

Guess. :P

*huggles you tight* Me love my JesshLuff.
You will... find out. :shifty:
DeeLee! You can NOT die. *tries to revive you*

Me no likey when DeeLee go dead'ed. :cry:
Is it lame, though? :whistle:

I personally think it's very... nice. I mean, different from what you'd expect someone who had to live in an orphanage because a dark wizard killed her parents, to do, no? -looks mysterious-

Take your time, JayMay. ^_^