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16 days ago Anna Browne said:

Unfortunately Figment is getting underlined, and there's not anything we have been able to do about it. Since Figment will be leaving us during this year's holiday season, I feel like this is the best (and only) opportunity we'll get to share our love and passion for this site with each other.

We are all authors. We are all writers. We are all journalists. We are all poets. We all share something that we're deeply passionate about, and we all adore this website. It's incredibly sad to see it go; but through our support for one another, I personally believe that sharing our love for Figment with each other through a secret santa gift exchange will make the death of Figment go down a lot smoother.

The suggest spending target/limit is $30.00 USD. You have the option to be matched with someone domestically or internationally. This is through Elfster, which protects your personal information and does the matching work for you. Through your account on Elfster, you can anonymously message your secret santa any questions you may have, and you can set up a wish list too.

If you want to participate but are not financially able to spend around the $30.00, that is a-ok! Homemade gifts, whether art, body scrubs, your own books/writing, a heartfelt letter, etc. is just as good as any gift. It's about the thought, not the cost.

If you have any questions, feel free to contact me directly through Elfster or in the designated forum.

Sign up here: https://www.elfster.com/exchange/view/27868687/ea8bee/

Names will be drawn on: December 7th, 2017 (PST)

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Hera

about 1 month ago Dauntless Dagger said:

Children of the Phoenix Capricorn, chapter one 1995, August 12th Mum said that it's time I start a diary. Dora said she never started a diary. Thank you, Dora. You don't have to be so smug. It's not that I'm against starting a diary. It's just that I have a lot of other things to do. Like, for instance, homework. Or at least that's what I told Mum. She didn't believe me--well, she's not stupid. She's wondering exactly who I am writing to at every given moment. "Do you have a boyfriend?" Dora asked curiously. "No, I don't," I grumble. "Do you?" "I don't think so," Dora says, taking a sip of her coffee. But I saw the tips of her hair turn pink. Something I should tell you about my sister. She's a Metamorphamagus (Or something like that. The stupid word is so hard to spell), and can change her appearance at will. She's also an Auror and the best big sister in the world. Normally, that is. But I've been thinking, this diary might not be so useless after all. For one thing, it is awfully neat. Dora took me to Diagon ally on her broomstick, something I'm pretty sure she's not supposed to do, to buy it along with my school things. It's pretty cool, actually. It changes colors with my mood and will bite the nose of anyone who won't give the password (Streeler) Speaking of Streelers, Dora's given me one. It must of cost a ton so it was really nice of her. She buys me an animal every year at Diagon alley before I go off to Hogwarts. So far I have a cockroach, a python, a black cat and a toad. But a Streeler is the first magical creature I've had. It looks like a giant snail with spikes and changes color every hour. Both the spikes and the slime trail it leaves are extremely poisonous. "Thanks a million, Dora." I grinned, licking my chocolate ice cream and watching the Streeler ooze. "I'll call him Squishling." She laughed. "Do you try to give your pets the silliest names?" She glanced at her watch and sighed. "Oh, hurry up Capria, I've got to go soon." Other than being an Auror, Dora is also a member of the Order. I'm still mad, by the way, that Dumbledore hasn't let me join. Stay in school, he says. Don't worry about the fact the Most-Evil-And-Powerful-Wizard-Of-All-Time has come back from the dead and is going to try to kill your entire family. Don't worry that everyone who's important is a complete idiot and refuses to believe anything is wrong. Don't worry about the fact that a boy got killed last year and or that Harry Potter just happens to be in your school. Just do your homework and be a good girl. Well, guess what? I'm a Slytherin, not a good girl. I break rules. And I just broke a rule. I created a secret society for all the kids who are tired of being good and want to FIGHT. It's called the Children of the Phoenix, and it's basically a junior version of the Order. All the kids in Hogwarts that believe in Dumbledore and Potter, and want to fight He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named have joined. So far I have got 19 Hufflepuffs, 16 Gryffindors, 13 Ravenclaws and 9 Slytherin. Not to mention the students at Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, and the kids that are homeschooled. All in all, I have 64 members. Can you believe it? Still less than you would think though, mainly because the Ministry of magic keeps on insisting that Harry's a nutter and that He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named is comfortably dead. Yeah right. And of course, Dumbledore doesn't know any of this even though it's practically named after him. He might disapprove. Too bad for him. Mum would definitely disapprove. She isn't even all that thrilled with Dora in the Order. She thinks it's right, of course, but she's awful worried, even though she tries not to show it. Father might understand, and Dora definitly would, but I'de prefer to keep it secret. Even though I thought of the idea, I don't lead it. I chose different leaders for each house, and I'm the leader of mine. Hermione's Gryffindors because she's smart, Ernie Maximilien is Hufflepuff's, and Cho Chang is Ravenclaw's. Right now we aren't doing much, just practicing spells and spying, but I hope things will get better at school Have to go. Mum will hex me if I don't clean my room.

Hera

about 1 month ago Dauntless Dagger said:

Children of the Phoenix Capricorn, chapter one 1995, August 12th Mum said that it's time I start a diary. Dora said she never started a diary. Thank you, Dora. You don't have to be so smug. It's not that I'm against starting a diary. It's just that I have a lot of other things to do. Like, for instance, homework. Or at least that's what I told Mum. She didn't believe me--well, she's not stupid. She's wondering exactly who I am writing to at every given moment. "Do you have a boyfriend?" Dora asked curiously. "No, I don't," I grumble. "Do you?" "I don't think so," Dora says, taking a sip of her coffee. But I saw the tips of her hair turn pink. Something I should tell you about my sister. She's a Metamorphamagus (Or something like that. The stupid word is so hard to spell), and can change her appearance at will. She's also an Auror and the best big sister in the world. Normally, that is. But I've been thinking, this diary might not be so useless after all. For one thing, it is awfully neat. Dora took me to Diagon ally on her broomstick, something I'm pretty sure she's not supposed to do, to buy it along with my school things. It's pretty cool, actually. It changes colors with my mood and will bite the nose of anyone who won't give the password (Streeler) Speaking of Streelers, Dora's given me one. It must of cost a ton so it was really nice of her. She buys me an animal every year at Diagon alley before I go off to Hogwarts. So far I have a cockroach, a python, a black cat and a toad. But a Streeler is the first magical creature I've had. It looks like a giant snail with spikes and changes color every hour. Both the spikes and the slime trail it leaves are extremely poisonous. "Thanks a million, Dora." I grinned, licking my chocolate ice cream and watching the Streeler ooze. "I'll call him Squishling." She laughed. "Do you try to give your pets the silliest names?" She glanced at her watch and sighed. "Oh, hurry up Capria, I've got to go soon." Other than being an Auror, Dora is also a member of the Order. I'm still mad, by the way, that Dumbledore hasn't let me join. Stay in school, he says. Don't worry about the fact the Most-Evil-And-Powerful-Wizard-Of-All-Time has come back from the dead and is going to try to kill your entire family. Don't worry that everyone who's important is a complete idiot and refuses to believe anything is wrong. Don't worry about the fact that a boy got killed last year and or that Harry Potter just happens to be in your school. Just do your homework and be a good girl. Well, guess what? I'm a Slytherin, not a good girl. I break rules. And I just broke a rule. I created a secret society for all the kids who are tired of being good and want to FIGHT. It's called the Children of the Phoenix, and it's basically a junior version of the Order. All the kids in Hogwarts that believe in Dumbledore and Potter, and want to fight He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named have joined. So far I have got 19 Hufflepuffs, 16 Gryffindors, 13 Ravenclaws and 9 Slytherin. Not to mention the students at Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, and the kids that are homeschooled. All in all, I have 64 members. Can you believe it? Still less than you would think though, mainly because the Ministry of magic keeps on insisting that Harry's a nutter and that He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named is comfortably dead. Yeah right. And of course, Dumbledore doesn't know any of this even though it's practically named after him. He might disapprove. Too bad for him. Mum would definitely disapprove. She isn't even all that thrilled with Dora in the Order. She thinks it's right, of course, but she's awful worried, even though she tries not to show it. Father might understand, and Dora definitly would, but I'de prefer to keep it secret. Even though I thought of the idea, I don't lead it. I chose different leaders for each house, and I'm the leader of mine. Hermione's Gryffindors because she's smart, Ernie Maximilien is Hufflepuff's, and Cho Chang is Ravenclaw's. Right now we aren't doing much, just practicing spells and spying, but I hope things will get better at school Have to go. Mum will hex me if I don't clean my room.

Hera

about 1 month ago Dauntless Dagger said:

Children of the Phoenix. Tantia, chapter one. 1995, August XIII I can not believe it. How could Mother not be my mother? How could she not tell me? How could she drop the news on me like that? The second I read the front pages of this diary, I fled to the parlor where my parents were sitting and demanded why this had not come out earlier. They were not my real parents? My true mother was in Azkaban? The He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named is alive? Desperately, I looked at them, wishing it all to be a terrible joke of Draco's, knowing it was not. It was the dreadful truth. I am Tantia Lestrange. I did not give them a moment to calm me. I flew to the safety of my room, flung myself down on the silken sheets, and cried. Do not ask what came over me. Perhaps I was afraid. I think, more likely, I was simply in shock. How could Mother, kind sweet Mother, not be my mother at all? How could some other women, a Death-eater in Azkaban, take her place? But I gradually calmed down enough to write in this diary. Now I think I shall finally open the door. Both Mother and Draco have been ceaselessly knocking on it for the past half an hour. Draco to tease be for crying and Mother to comfort me. Now that I do not mind being comforted and Mother has sent Draco to bed, I think I shall let her in. We have much to talk about.

Hera

about 1 month ago Dauntless Dagger said:

Children of the Phoenix. Tantia (Front page) To my precious daughter,

This Diary has been in our noble family for Seventeen generations. It is given to eldest Daughter on their sixteenth birthday so that she may confide her deepest secrets in it. My mother gave it to my eldest sister when she reached sixteen, and now I give it to you, for she can not.

Now I must tell a secret I have kept from you for fifteen years. Too long, but I had no choice. For if you knew who you really were, then I feared that you would meet nothing but fear and hate.

But times are changing, greatest treasure. The Dark Lord is rising again. It is time for you to know the truth: I am not your real mother. I am your aunt.

Your true mother is my oldest sister, Bellatrix Lestrange. She was a powerful and noble witch and the Dark Lord's most loyal follower. When he seemly died she, along with your father and uncle, refused to believe him dead. Along with a friend, they searched for him, but in vain, and all four were thrown in Azkaban for their loyalty.

This was her Diary. Now it is your's.

Love, your adopted mother,

Narcissa Malfoy

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