RAVENCLAW!

E fui seleccionada para os Ravenclaw!

"Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure."

POTTERMORE

Finalmente recebi o mail que me permite o acesso ao Pottermore para beta-testing.
Acabei mesmo agora de comprar o meu animal (uma coruja-das-torres) conseguir a minha varinha *A*

WAND:
Length - 10 in.
Wodd - Alder
Core - Unicorn
Flexibility - Surprisingly swishy

Lengh & Flexibility (10 in.; Surprisingly swishy)
Most wands will be in the range of between nine and fourteen inches.
Wand flexibility or rigidity denotes the degree of adaptability and willingness to change possessed by the wand-and-owner pair.

Wood (Alder)
Alder is an unyielding wood, yet I have discovered that its ideal owner is not stubborn or obstinate, but often helpful, considerate and most likeable. Whereas most wand woods seek similarity in the characters of those they will best serve, alder is unusual in that it seems to desire a nature that is, if not precisely opposite to its own, then certainly of a markedly different type. When an alder wand is happily placed, it becomes a magnificent, loyal helpmate. Of all wand types, alder is best suited to non-verbal spell work, whence comes its reputation for being suitable only for the most advanced witches and wizards.

Core (Unicorn)
Unicorn hair generally produces the most consistent magic, and is least subject to fluctuations and blockages. Wands with unicorn cores are generally the most difficult to turn to the Dark Arts. They are the most faithful of all wands, and usually remain strongly attached to their first owner, irrespective of whether he or she was an accomplished witch or wizard.
Minor disadvantages of unicorn hair are that they do not make the most powerful wands (although the wand wood may compensate) and that they are prone to melancholy if seriously mishandled, meaning that the hair may 'die' and need replacing.

(A/N: Seems legit! xD)

SETH RAYMOND

É um dos personagens que criei para me livrar do aborrecimento de estudo para exames há um ano... Já escrevi uma fanfic (Stargazing I e II) com ele e fartei-me de desenhá-lo em aulas de EQI. Achei que ele devia merecer um desenho como deve de ser.

Seth Raymond (c) me (A.M.)!!!

OMG! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!

O exame de código: já está feito!
Uma manhã de doidos para nós... Right Isa-chan?

Na sala dos computadores:

"Easy."

A caminho do centro de exames:

"Isto vai correr bem..." 

Antes do exame:

"E se chumbarmos? O que vai ser de nós? Vai sair um teste com coisas que não sabemos e estamos acabadas..."

No exame:

"..."

*past 5 minutes*

"Done."

Quando o quadro de energia rebentou:

"What the hell just happened here?
I want my exam back. And I want it NOW!"

Quando a energia voltou:

"Yay! Ficou tudo guardado!"

À espera dos resultados:

*verificar o relógio a cada longo minuto*

À saída:

"Passei..."

Fora da sala:

"PASSÁMOS!!"

Viagem de volta:

*texting everyone in the family*

"Adeus Código!!!

We're outta here!"

What do you think Isa? Accurate? xD

E nem sequer tenho tumblr...

UPDATE

Pois é, pois é... Sara tenho uma notícia para ti: a tua prenda de aniversário do ano passado avançou! Finalmente, passei-a tinta (o que podes agradecer a minha irmã, pois foi ela que comprou as canetas)!
Agora só a falta pintar.
P.S.: É bom que gostes, pois agora não há muito que se possa fazer se a quiseres mudar. :S
 

Reconheces cada uma? Ou precisas de ajuda?

HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS: PART 2

Hoje fui ver a 2ª parte do último filme!!! A um dia de ser retirado do cinema...
T^T Thank you Lord!
Decidi postar um texto que encontrei em algum lado (ou seja: NOT MINE) e copiei para um ficheiro que guardei algures no meu PC e acho que apaguei... Mas pode ser que esteja no novo.
Anyway, enjoy! :)

James + Lily Potter taught me what real love is when they sacrificed themselves for their son.

Neville taught me to stand up for what I believe in, to be there for my friends at all times and to always try my best.

Luna taught me that it's okay to be different and to have a gentle heart.

Dumbledore taught me to fight for the rights of other people.

Dobby taught me how to be a great person, to always be there when someone needs me.

Sirius taught me to live by my own rules.

Remus taught me that even though something might me wrong with you, you can overcome that.

Draco taught me that, even though you were wrong you can still become a good person in the end.

Snape taught me to love forever, no matter how much the person you love hurt you.

Fred and George taught me that it was okay to break the rules sometimes.

The whole Weasley family taught me to be generous, even when I don't have much to offer.

Ron taught me to see the funny side in things and to never give up.

Hermione taught me to never be ashamed of my intelligence and that I should be independant.

Harry taught me to brave and strong, even when all hope's lost.

J. K. Rowling taught me to believe in magic.

Harry Potter não foi apenas mais uma série de best-sellers. Foi algo que nos acompanhou e, espero, que nunca desapareça. "Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home."

PERFECTION

"James! Open the damn door!" I keep knocking. I don't care if his neighbors come complaining later... It's not my problem.
Finally, I hear his voice screaming above the loud music coming from inside his apartment. "Stop that! You won, I'll open the door!" I stop, listening to the noise of the door being unlocked. "Happy now? What the hell are you doing here?"
I look him right in the eye. "I came here to demand an explanation!" I cross my arms over my chest.
He looks right back, completely dumbfounded. "Come again?"
"An explanation! I demand one." I didn't budge. "Don't you think I deserve one?"
"There's nothing to explain. You and me: it's over. Goodbye, have a nice day!" And he closed the door right on my face.
Oh, no you didn't! Fuming, I started ringing the doorbell. "JAMES! Come back here, RIGHT NOW!"
He re-opened the door quickly. "Shut the fuck up! What do you want? Waking up the entire building?"
I glared at him. "If necessary." I walked forward forcing him to let me in. "Could you please lower the music? Please?"
James turned his back to me. "No. I like it this way and this is still my house." His house was a mess.
While following him to the living room I noticed the pizza boxes scattered all around the floor. Apparently he had decided to start living there. "Then tell me why? Why have you decided to break up?"
He ran his hands over his head. "Why keep beating around the bush? Can't you just move on?"
"You don't make any sense. Everything was alright a week ago and then you decide to finish it."
"So you want a reason? Easy: I should never, ever, started dating you! And you are better off without me."
This is so cliché. If it wasn't happening to me, I'd start laughing. But this, this is not funny. "No. I know you better than that!"
"Wrong! You thought you knew me."
"Liar..." I swear I'm on the verge of tears. "Then why not earlier? Why did you even ask me out?"
He avoided my stare. "Obviously, I was not right in my mind."
"You're so stupid!"
"Guess it's part of my personality..."
"You were nothing like this when I first met you." Now, I was the one avoiding looking directly at him. "You know, I never thought you were like this!"
"You see! That's the problem! You thought I was perfect!" He turned off the music and got closer. "But I've got news for you: I'm not! I kept trying, for you. But what I am it's not enough for your family."
"I never said you were perfect. And what my family thinks it's not important!"
"Yet you acted like I was. I never thought I'd meet someone like you, who made me feel not so lonely." He cupped my face and forced me to look into his silver eyes - now as gray as the stormiest sky. "Just by being at your side I forgot all my loneliness."
"Then why not telling me? Even if you say I'm wrong I can see in your eyes that finishing is not what you wanted..."
"Your parents were hoping to meet some Perfect Guy. Not me." He lowered his head. "They were disappointed."
"Who said I needed Perfect Guy? If they wanted him, then they'd wait forever... No one's perfect. Once they get to know you better, I'm sure disappointed it's the last thing they'll be. Especially when you're the one I love." I started walking away. "I only care about you. Who do you care about?"
"You."
"Then my parents won't care." I open the door. "If it's that way I want to let you know..." I get out and shoot him a small smile. "I'll keep holding on to us. To you." He looked like hell. "If you want to ask me to get you back, you know that I will." He sighed in relief. "Will you pick me up tomorrow for school?"
He smiled weakly, but meaning it. "Of course. As usual."
"Then... Goodbye, James."
He whispered in my direction. "Love you."
Smiling, I closed the door. "Love you too."