Monday, May 26, 2008

London Broil Bs Briskett

The longest journey. The Philosopher's Stone: a hectic day

A hectic day

Professor Trelawney was sitting on his soft ottoman, intent on keeping his students through the thick lenses of his glasses bizarre.

In fact, the professor of Divination was bizarre.

Her mass of curly hair was partially tamed by a silk scarf tied behind the head, the ends of which flowed down to the thick belt that the bands life. The sunken face, thin lips put further enhance brown eyes, magnified by the lenses for its high myopia. For every move, you could hear the tinkling of crystal long earrings that dangled from her ears.

absently fiddled with her necklace, which he enjoyed to knot between his bony fingers.

Hynion hated Divination, when he got the ' tassomanzia time. To tassomanzia to drink tea. And she hated tea.

In fact, he wondered how he had decided to continue to study after the OWL

Not that she had never liked much, but there was no material to plug the hole in the new time hours.

He sent down the ' concoction with a ' disgusted expression, until leaving the bottom of a small amount of liquid and leaves, then spun three times what was left and inverted cup on a saucer giving three taps so that more leaves fall as possible.

Question. Uncertainty and change.

"What we are thinner ... hissed Hynion, payment of ' more tea. "I knew that already."

Clouds. Doubts.

"Are you going to turn over the knife for much longer?" Asked altered the pot is still hot, and Professor Trelawney looked up from his book.

"Any problem, my dear?"

"No problem," she snorted, and tried again for the third time to get a response.

Cardo, its ambitions: Snape. Pork, difficulties in a relationship with Snape. Capra, bad luck with Snape. Bat, disappointment: Snape. Ass, it must be patience with Snape. Cane, need for support: Cat Feather, more efforts should be made: To avoid deleting Snape. Fork, deviation from a target: by Snape. Eye, be careful: Snape. Canvas, complications: Snape. Gun, catastrophe: Snape. Violin, loneliness. Without Snape.

"But ... this ... the ... I know ... already, "snapped Hynion after the fourteenth cup.

Its bell jar was ' and over, and the last two times he even had to borrow to Catherine.

"Hynion Granger, are you sure you feel good?" He asked again Trelawney. "It seems so strange,"

Heaven.

If Trelawney even considered it strange, must have been really bad.

"I'm not really sure," admitted Hynion, he felt a full stomach as a dam.

"Then go out and get some ' d' fresh air, dear," she said, before returning to his inspection. "The accompany you, Miss McKey?

" You do not seem to have exaggerated? " scolded Catherine, when they were far enough away from ' classroom. "Fourteen cups of tea are too many even for those who love him. Just imagine for you. "

" Do not ask ... murmured Hynion, sick, and leaned against the sill of stone.

"You can know what c ' was wrong in your forecasts? Eh?

She looked disgusted.

"Are you sure you want to know? Asked drawl.

"Tea makes you just a bad effect, my dear," sighed Catherine. "But yes, I know."

"Then." Hynion the point the ' index between the eyes. "First, they were not predictions, but facts." And lists them one by one the signs that were formed. Cat was listening impassively. "That is to say, I'm going through a period of doubts and uncertainties, because my ambitions are too high, I can not establish a relationship with him because of my bad luck and disappointment she feels towards me, so I need patience and support from you, try harder I could also set some other goal, but he is always there, behind the ' corner to complicate their lives, to make my life become a disaster and let me stay all alone. L ' oracle spoke ... and I feel like throwing up. "

" I'll go to the bathroom? "

"No. Waiting to access ' Potions classroom. "

*

'I-kappa-s is a spirit of amphibian f-gg-Japanese folklore, "the professor was explaining Quirinius Quirrell, standing behind his chair," c-dragging in the water v-animal and human victims m-mutilation and drown. "

" Mu ... you ... the ... king, "wrote Hynion softly, and pointed out many times that word. "I really want to do it."

"Now should c-ll-ll-read the book," replied the ' teacher. "Mr. Higgs S-, p-wants to try her?"

Terence Higgs rose from his chair with his book in his hands.

"Kappa live in rivers, lakes, ponds, but they have no problem to look for also prey on earth, "he read aloud. "Traditionally, the legends describe them as extremely evil, eager to devour the entrails of victims and drink their blood would be particularly fond of human liver. Nevertheless, they are also considered smart and worthy of respect. It is said that the ' humanity has learned ' art of healing broken bones from a kappa, which provided that knowledge in return for his arm, which had been ripped off during a raid. The members of Kappa, in fact, if you put down within a few days to become like new. Fully grown, a kappa has to ' about the size of a boy of ten years. He has scaly skin and a yellowish green color, the nose of a monkey and the back of a turtle, while the hands and feet are webbed for swimming easily. Its most striking physical characteristic is perhaps a hollow bowl-shaped head, which must always contain ' water, even if it is to keep the ground the supernatural powers and prodigious strength. The best way to overcome a kappa, therefore, is bowing repeatedly in front of him. Being a creature exceptionally friendly, you feel committed to do the same. After several bows, all the liquid will be poured from his head and he will be forced to return to his home water. A ' other strategy to tame a kappa is unwilling to offer the cucumbers, which, with ' is known, are his favorite food. They say that carving the names of family members on the skin of cucumbers and throwing them in water to protect people from the kappa, which, accepting the gift of cucumbers, they feel bound by a commitment of ' honor not to harm to their namesakes. "

" These Japanese are just weird, "she whispered Hynion Cat, and raised his hand to intervene.

'S-yes, Miss Granger? "

" Professor, it is true that in China the kappa are creatures born from ' meeting of a demon with a woman human? "he asked.

Raptor smiled smugly.

"E-correct."

"I also heard that they have eyes and red hair, and unlike the Japanese people as perfectly normal and live as men, although they powers. And who are considered a taboo, something unworthy. "

" C-course, "nodded the professor. "In this aspect q-cc ' is a vague similarity with the c-f-t the son of the witch-times of ' Inquisition. S-q-just that they were treated v-p-even worse. "He drew from his pocket a small scroll sealed with wax, and motioned him over. "C-P-deliver it to Professor Snape," he said softly. "C-there are m-my apologies for last night."

"But you should not apologize to No, "replied Hynion. "You're a teacher, and has every right to do whatever he wants whenever he wants!"

'S-yes, but do not want to create v-f-nn-trouble to anyone. C-believe me, Miss Granger, you better c-so. "

" How do you want ', then surrendered Hynion, took delivery of the message and headed for the ' Potions Classroom .

Hynion When he entered, Snape was pressed the first-year students. Hermione held his hand up for who knows how, but the professor had no intention to use them. Oh sure, typical of Snape. Its class, its rules, its reins. He commanded, the others were limited to run.

"Lower your hand, Hermione. You will not even talk about torture, "he informed, passing between rows of pews.

"Well, boys," he said in the tone ' teacher. "Today we're making a potion against the headmaster too impertinent."

"And maybe even for a wicked good teachers too," said Hynion, handing him the parchment. "A message from Professor Quirrell."

Snape pulled out of the hands it to him suspicious, opened it with little grace and gave her a quick read.

Hynion shifted my gaze to the class, which had remained to watch the scene in silence.

"You can say a Raptor," replied Snape through clenched teeth, "that I fully understood his reasons. All. "

"Can not you?" Hynion dared to ask.

"Riferiscigli conclude that our conversation ... in private."

"Yes, sir," she sighed, and went from ' classroom between hiss of his long coat.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

When Is The Chevy Tahoe Bodystyle Changing

The longest journey. The Philosopher's Stone: A requiem for a nightmare

Requiem for a nightmare

Dark Night, dense trees and winding streets, afraid to be where he would never be payable.

Someone ' had called.

A seductive voice and the terrible ' was forced to leave the castle and enter the Forbidden Forest, losing in ' air in an evil hiss.

Hynion did not know as he walked, he did not know why he was there, the ' only thing that was certain was that was very different from those the ' had woken up without even touching her.

Lord Voldemort, Dark Lord of Terror and Wizards, the expected wrapped in his black cloak, standing before the corpse of a unicorn. The coat of white ' innocent had been violated by large streams of blood that slipped on ' grass had created a pool of silver and bittersweet.

She did not see his face. The moon was too weak, and not filtered through the thick foliage of the trees of the forest. And she was alone, alone as it had never been before.

Come to me ...

"Who are you?"

You know very well who are I ...

"Voldemort?"

you will use ...

"No!" The sound of footsteps crunching on dead wood, the heat and the voice of someone who was getting closer, to protect it. "He ' away from that ' be you!"

Snape. Snape was in the Forbidden Forest, a few yards away from her face to face with the ' Dark Lord.

What do you hope to me, just you?

The teacher took the wand pointing out to him.

Hynion ran, ran, ran. The space that separated her from her teacher seemed to stretch his every step.

"You can not touch it!"

... is a horrible crime to kill a unicorn ... drink the blood of a unicorn keeps you alive even if you're on the verge of death, but at a terrible price ... you killed something pure, and because his blood touches your lips live a life half a life ... damn

Hynion awoke to hold back a scream of terror.

L ' had dreamed of yet.

He dreamed that night still cursed that night six years ago, when Voldemort the ' had led before him and Snape had sacrificed his soul to save her.

Quell ' nightmare came back to haunt her every night, without interruption, the ' had branded as a tattoo on fire, and not ' would have never abandoned, for life.

But this time everything had seemed terribly realistic, as if he had lived physically, for the second time, the ' event.

He got up immediately and ran down the stairs that led to the common room , and then to the underground corridors.

She held her breath : the ' air had moved and was not a simple draft. He spun around, bringing his arm violently in front of him to grab the wall and beat all the pits to be shot in the past, and someone actually fell into their hands, someone who would never have expected.

"Professor Quirrell?"

What did the shy, awkward, stuttering teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts Quirinius Quirrell around at that ' now? And what the ' had brought to the Tower of Slytherin?

"Mmm-sorry, s-Miss Granger," he stammered, almost shy. 'Ii-I, s-I was just ... l-b-library ... "

" The library is from ' other part of the castle! " Hynion said, puzzled. "I do not think you would get in our common room, right?" He asked, without letting go.

"C-how could I? N-c non-Know your p-word of ' order ... »The Head Girl looked at him wrong. Raptor was the ' the last person who would not be trusted, and yet ... "P- could ... c-neck!"

"Sorry" she murmured, and dropped the poor unfortunate.

"What happens in there fund? "

" SS-Severus sighed Raptor, while massaging the jugular. 'S-mm-just an unfortunate misunderstanding. "

" It would be legitimate to ask what makes a young Slytherin outside your dorm when it's dark outside, "said Snape, without looking the least of his colleague attention.

Severus Snape was not exactly the kind of person for whom a girl in their right mind would have sighed.

definitely was neither young nor beautiful, il suo volto era arcigno e solcato da rughe premature, il suo carattere pessimo. Era freddo, intransigente, a tratti persino crudele. Le sue labbra non si erano mai curvate in un sorriso sincero, le uniche smorfie che vi si avvicinavano erano sardonici sogghigni furtivi.

E quella che all inizio poteva sembrare solo semplice ammirazione per un insegnante, con il passare del tempo si era trasformata in qualcosa di ben più grande ed indefinibile.

«Allora, signorina Granger?» insistette lui, incrociando le braccia.

"I ... murmured Hynion, taken off guard. To cope with Snape we wanted presence of mind. Which, if awakened from a nightmare in the middle of the night, was expected to miss much. "I ... c ' was ... "

"said M-cc-s-who had heard someone enter qqq-in room S- C-town, "put in Raptor. Snape glared at him. "... cc ee-he was ac-c-ensuring that ... "

Snape gave him to understand that he wanted to see it disappear in a hurry. Raptor obey what ' tacit and peremptory order as if it was a meek little lamb.

"Did you find those who were looking for? He asked again, when they were alone.

"No, sir."

"Do not make me regret having you proposed as Head Boy, Granger. I was hoping to show that a daughter of Muggles may be worthy of Slytherin, if he accepts his place in this glorious house with humility and gratitude. It did not take even one day you set foot here, and the conditions are not good. Many of your comrades thoroughbred would be happy to be in your place. "

The girl did not reply.

The memories of that ' nightmare were coming back to get live, real, and the oppressed with their heavy pall of death.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, clenching his fists.

"Do not worry, do not take away points for Slytherin: the race starts tomorrow. Go ' to sleep. "

The professor had just taken the first step, when Hynion stopped him.

"Wait."

'Cos ' other c ' is, Miss Granger? "

" I said I'm sorry, "she repeated.

"What cos' is that you're sorry, exactly? "

" Everything, "said Hynion, through clenched teeth. "I'm sorry for everything. I l ' I doomed to damnation, it is my fault that ... if I had not put all ' appeal Voldemort she would never ... would never ... "

Snape sighed, raising his eyes to heaven.

"You right, Miss Granger, "he said coldly, without deigning to approach d ' a step. "You have condemned to damnation," he concluded, before leaving.

Hynion stood looking at him as he walked away, and only when it was far enough you realize how egregious was the ' error he had committed.

What had occurred? What do you hope to achieve, beginning to whimper like a baby before?

He was Snape, accidents, was Professor Severus Snape, and his lips would not be out anything but words of contempt and disapproval, his arms would not close the cold vacuum of ' Potions classroom, his hands nothing outside of tubes nauseating.

He had not broken even at the thought of what had happened that night cursed, nor his heart rhythm had changed to the memory of Voldemort.

And she was stupid enough to show this side well discovered. The will was revealed in a moment of weakness.

Good heavens.

The sentence to be served was very long.

The Prefect Catherine McKey was waiting in the hall, wrapped in a ' unlikely lemon yellow robe.

"And ' a punch in ' eye, that stuff," said Hynion.

Not that it was his custom to be so blunt and rude, but was for six years who sipped the extravagant night clothes of his companion. He had achieved a degree of saturation, in other words.

"You can find out where accidents were over?" Asked Cat altered, beating very slowly the last four words.

"I heard noises," he lied the ' other. "At first I thought it was one of ours, but the stairs did not see nobody around, so I thought that someone had entered from ' outside and went to check. That's it. "

was granted not tell the truth.

What had happened six years earlier in the Forbidden Forest was to remain secret from the jealous Hynion Granger and teaching staff at Hogwarts he had always been.

Not a word, or would endanger anyone who was aware.

"The delightful exchange of words I've heard beyond the wall was with Snape, right?" Catherine asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes. Snape likes to rage against Raptor. I watched the match. "

" Interesting work. But call me next time, d ' agreement? I will not lose it for the world. "

Hynion bent his lips into a smile.

"I will not fail, Prefect McKey."

"We considered very, Granger Head Boy."

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Spondylosis Pillow Aids

Chi's sweet home

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwww!!!Chi's sweet homeeee is now an anime!!!I'm just too happy..it's so cute!
I'm downloading it!It's already at episode 20..It seems to be a looong looong story...and I discovered that number 5 of the manga series has been released too! errrr...i wanted to put up a chi's image but i'm not able to find it at the moment...so ...I have the mission to spam this anywhere it's possible...just 'cause it makes me laugh! Saylor nooote la luna splende!fiuuu e siamo tornati all'italiano..vabbè..ho fatto un po' di pratica!^^

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ilmaestrodigo @ 2008-05-06T20: 36:00

E va bene.....scriviamo qualcosa.....qualcosa!No, siamo seri!Bè mi domandavo............dovrò scrivere in english .. basically the lj is international and everyone writes in English ... not that I mind, eh .. but, here are purists at heart. I love my Bell'Italia ... but I think I will have to resign myself .. I make accessible lj; __ and we will think a little more 'mo ..' .. I'll try another post in English if I do not .. goes ... .. in writing .. LATINO! hihihihihi!
AWWWWW! I found the mood MELLOW !!!^^