J'ai du retard à cause du déménagement, mais j'essaierai de me mettre à jour demain, sans commenter les chapitres que j'ai loupé.
CLING (ceci était le bruit de mon coeur brisé, c'est la première fois que je remarque cette phrase )Harry thought of A History of Magic; the graveyard was supposed to be haunted; what if ¨C? But then he heard a rustle and saw a little eddy of dislodged snow in the bush to which Hermione had pointed. Ghosts could not move snow.
sinon je pense que Lily n'a pas transplanée parce qu'elle était paralysée par la peur et que le premier réflexe qu'on a pour protéger quelqu'un (+1000 si c'est ton bébé/enfant/amour/parent) c'est de se mettre devant lui tout en sachant que ça peut être très stupideThe green light filled the cramped hallway, it lit the pram pushed against the wall, it made the banisters glow like lighting rods, and James Potter fell like a marionette whose strings were cut...
He could hear her screaming from the upper floor, trapped, but as long as she was sensible, she, at least, had nothing to fear... He climbed the steps, listening with faint amusement to her attempts to barricade herself in... She had no wand upon her either... How stupid they were, and how trusting, thinking that their safety lay in friends, that weapons could be discarded even for moments...
He forced the door open, cast aside the chair and boxes hastily piled against it with one lazy wave of his wand... and there she stood, the child in her arms. At the sight of him, she dropped her son into the crib behind her and threw her arms wide, as if this would help, as if in shielding him from sight she hoped to be chosen instead...
"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"
"Stand aside, you silly girl... stand aside, now."
"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead ¨C"
"This is my last warning ¨C"
"Not Harry! Please... have mercy... have mercy... Not Harry! Not Harry! Please ¨C I'll do anything..."
"Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!"
He could have forced her away from the crib, but it seemed more prudent to finish them all...
The green light flashed around the room and she dropped like her husband.
Without realizing it, he was digging his fingers into his arms as if he were trying to resist physical pain. He had spilled his own blood more times than he could count; he had lost all bones in his right arm once; this journey had already given him scars to his chest and forearm to join those on his hand and forehead, but never, until this moment, had he felt himself to be fatally weakened, vulnerable, and naked, as though the best part of his magical power had been torn from him. He knew exactly what Hermione would say if he expressed any of this: The wand is only as good as the wizard. But she was wrong, his case was different. She had not felt the wand spin like the needle of a compass and shoot golden flames at his enemy. He had lost the protection of the twin cores, and only now that it was gone did he realize how much he had been counting on it.
"You're still really angry at me, aren't you?" said Hermione; he looked up to see fresh tears leaking out of her eyes, and knew that his anger must have shown in his face.
"No," he said quietly. "No, Hermione, I know it was an accident. You were trying to get us out of there alive, and you were incredible. I'd be dead if you hadn't been there to help me."
oh Hermione"He changed, Harry, he changed! It's as simple as that! Maybe he did believe these things when he was seventeen, but the whole of the rest of his life was devoted to fighting the Dark Arts! Dumbledore was the one who stopped Grindelwald, the one who always voted for Muggle protection and Muggle born rights, who fought You-Know-Who from the start, and who died trying to bring him down!"
"Are - you - mental?"
(donc shippers de Harmony c'est dit texto : c'est limite de l'inceste bordel de cul arrêtez ça DE SUITE)"She's like my sister," he went on. "I love her like a sister and I reckon that she feels the same way about me. It's always been like that. I thought you knew."
en fait je me suis juste gourée je croyais que le 21 était aussi compris dans le 20 et comme j'allais vite parce que je voulais pas chercher de citation beeeeeh je m'en suis pas rendue compte jusqu'à ce que je lise le 21 aujourd'huiAiika;3136825 a dit :Tu as fini avec le 21 là non @S_kye? Enfin comme tu l'as pas fait je mets quand même le titre :
Ron a toujours le mot pour rire"You will stay for dinner ? he called, as he vanished downstairs again. " Everybody always requests our recipe for Freshwater Plimpy soup."
" Probably to showthe Poisoning Department at St Mungo's" said Ron under his breath
"She will," said Harry. He could not bear to contemplate the alternative. "She's tough, Luna, much tougher than you'd think. She's probably teaching all the inmates about Wrackspurts and Nargles."
om:"IT'S IN HERE! He left me the ring ¨C it's in the Snitch!"
(...)
"You-Know-Who's after the Elder Wand."
NON."Harry," said Hermione, moving across to him and handing him back Lily's letter, "I'm sorry, but I think you've got this wrong, all wrong."
(bon par contre Romulus c'est à peine subtil )"But before we hear from Royal and Romulus," Lee went on, "let's take a moment to report those deaths that the Wizarding Wireless Network News and Daily Prophet don't think important enough to mention. It is with great regret that we inform our listeners of the murders of Ted Tonks and Dirk Cresswell."
Harry felt a sick, swooping in his belly. He, Ron, and Hermione gazed at one another in horror.
"A goblin by the name of Gornuk was also killed. It is believed that Muggle-born Dean Thomas and a second goblin, both believed to have been traveling with Tonks, Cresswell, and Gornuk, may have escaped. If Dean is listening, or if anyone has any knowledge of his whereabouts, his parents and sisters are desperate for news."
"Meanwhile, in Gaddley, a Muggle family of five has been found dead in their home. Muggle authorities are attributing their deaths to a gas leak, but members of the Order of the Phoenix inform me that it was the Killing Curse ¨C more evidence, as if it were needed, of the fact that Muggle slaughter is becoming little more than a recreational sport under the new regime."
mais là c'est plus un point godwin, à ce niveau c'est un point "présidentielles 2012""And what would you say, Royal, to those listeners who reply that in these dangerous times, it should be 'Wizards first'? asked Lee."
"I'd say that it's one short step from 'Wizards first' to 'Purebloods first,' and then to 'Death Eaters,'" replied Kingsley. "We're all human, aren't we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving."
"I'd tell him we're all with him in spirit," said Lupin, then hesitated slightly, "And I'd tell him to follow his instincts, which are good and nearly always right."
Fred tu m'as manqué"Agreed," said Fred. "So, people, let's try and calm down a bit. Things are bad enough without inventing stuff as well. For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill people with a single glance from his eyes. That's a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that's glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it's safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that's still likely to be the last thing you ever do."
[...]
Maybe he is, maybe he isn't, but the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo
méquelboulet"Come on, Hermione, why are you so determined not to admit it? Vol ¨C "
"HARRY, NO!"
" ¨C demort's after the Elder Wand!"
il a quand même des répliques de pédophile Greyback"Your boyfriend's going to have worse than that done to him if he's on my list," said the horribly familiar, rasping voice. "Delicious girl... what a treat... I do enjoy the softness of the skin...."
Draco (c'est quand même bizarre que personne lui fasse de remarque, même sa mère reconnait Hermione alors qu'elle l'a vu une fois)"Wait," said Narcissa sharply. "Yes ¨C yes, she was in Madam Malkin's with Potter! I saw her picture in the Prophet! Look, Draco, isn't it the Granger girl?"
"I... maybe... yeah."
"But then, that's the Weasley boy!" shouted Lucius, striding around the bound prisoners to face Ron. "It's them, Potter's friends ¨C Draco, look at him, isn't it Arthur Weasley's son, what's his name ¨C?"
"Yeah," said Draco again, his back to the prisoners. "It could be."
"Harry? Ron?"
"Luna?"
ça fait bizarre de se dire qu'on parle de Harry, Ron et Draco"Stand back. Line up against the back wall. Don't try anything, or I'll kill you!"
They did as they were bidden
ce garçon est incroyable, on parle de celui qui est la cause de tous ses malheurs là (cela dit à sa place je crois que j'aurais réagit pareil, par réflexe)Without pausing to think, Harry tried to drag back the hand, but there was no stopping it.
Bellatrix t'es qu'une puteThe elf's eyes found him, and his lips trembled with the effort to form words.
"Harry... Potter..."