Light gives hope

Hi guys! 

Today has been a productive day. My sister went back to her boyfriend’s house at the weekend so my Hamster, Harley got to have is usual house back. (My sister hated him in the bedroom so he was in a small cage on the landing). So today has been spent getting my bedroom back to how I like it now that I don’t have to share it and taking photos of Harley enjoying his big cage.  

Tonight has been relaxing, me watching shows on Netflix, light dimmed and candles lit. 

I looked at one candle and decided that the way the wax was melting, to me, was pretty so I took a few photos until I had taken the perfect candle photo. If you have me on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram then you have probably already seen it. 

Just as I was admiring my ‘amazing’ photography skills, I remembered a quote – my favourite quote actually. I think the quote was originally said by someone else but I’m not sure. How I came across the quote is by watching Harry Potter. In the Prisoner of Azkaban, you are introduced to Dementors, a magical monster that drains all happiness from you, makes to world go icey cold, makes you feel as though you’ll never be happy again and makes you relive your most awful memories. The Dementors are JK Rowling’s metaphor for depression. I have often felt as if I have had Dementors following me constantly. 

I’m a massive Harry Potter fan and during one of my own ‘Dementor attacks’, I was watching Harry Potter and Dumbledore said,

“Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times if only one remembers to turn on the light”

This quote has never left me and has always helped me through difficult parts of my life. Because of that, I wanted to share you this edited photo of my candle. 

(PS I am usually rubbish at taking photos, this one makes me proud and happy) 



Moving On: Day 100

Day 100! Wow! Thank you to all of you that read these posts and thank you for all your comments and likes. It really means a lot.

I’m still not well. My cold seems to have gotten a lot worse and now, I’m also feeling sick. I feel as if at some point I’m just going to throw up!
This really sucks as a I start my new job tomorrow and I can’t be sick on my first day! With the cold comes a cough and extreme lack of energy but nothing or no one is going to stop me from working!

Today has been another lazy day.
I woke up this morning and spent the morning watching films. I then went downstairs for some lunch and managed to eat most of it despite my cold making everything taste awful!
After lunch, I came back upstairs and went on to my laptop. I applied for a job, yes I have one but it isn’t what I want to do so I’m going to still look and apply when I can. I then went onto Pottermore to play a few magical games.
Just after 6pm, I went and had a hot bath. I’m now going to get things ready for tomorrow, go downstairs and make myself some lunch for tomorrow and then watch X Factor and come to bed, setting my alarm for 5am 😣

Today’s 3 Positives:
1) I watched Hoodwinked
2) I went on Pottermore
3) I ate almost all of my Sunday lunch.

Today’s score: 3/5

Ps.. I think I have a slight fear of sneezing. I keep trying to hold them back!

Moving On: Day 9

Today has been amazing! It has been the day of the charity fun day, to raise money for children with heart problems. Coral was born with no valves or chambers to her heart and the blood went to her lungs. Doctors told her mum, T, to take her home to die. She lived to age 21, and this week, she would have turned 22.

Last night was random, I had to share a bed with my sister, we top and tailed, but I am the worst person to share a bed; I roll about far too much and spread out a lot, plus steal the blankets. Having to share a bed took it’s toll, I assumed I was farther into the middle of the bed, and rolled – rolled off the bed and fell out. It’s okay, I’m fine. It was quite funny, me and my sister couldn’t stop laughing about it.

We got up today, then went to the family fun day. Coral’s mum asked me and sister to pass out raffle tickets. That was scary, I tried to get my sister to ask the people. Speaking to people I don’t know is quite scary, my sister did a couple, but then she said I seemed to be better at selling and made me ask. Achievement No.1.. We then also helped serve tea and coffee and I also got complimented on my drink making!

The day was good all in all, and I really enjoyed it. There was a wild bird attraction and I got the hold an owl. For a minute, I felt like a Hogwarts student 😀

Going home tomorrow, then visiting a friend on Tuesday, job interview Wednesday and then back home again.

Today’s 3 Positives:
1) I went to the fun day
2) I sold raffle tickets
3) I held an owl

Today’s Score: 4/5

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Dumbledore’s Army at the Quidditch World Cup

08 July 2014
By the Daily Prophet’s Gossip Correspondent, Rita Skeeter

There are celebrities – and then there are celebrities. We’ve seen many a famous face from the wizarding world grace the stands here in the Patagonian Desert – Ministers and Presidents, Celestina Warbeck, controversial American wizarding band The Bent-Winged Snitches – all have caused flurries of excitement, with crowd members scrambling for autographs and even casting Bridging Charms to reach the VIP boxes over the heads of the crowd.

But when word swept the campsite and stadium that a certain gang of infamous wizards (no longer the fresh-faced teenagers they were in their heyday, but nevertheless recognisable) had arrived for the final, excitement was beyond anything yet seen. As the crowd stampeded, tents were flattened and small children mown down. Fans from all corners of the globe stormed towards the area where members of Dumbledore’s Army were rumoured to have been sighted, desperate above all else for a glimpse of the man they still call the Chosen One.

The Potter family and the rest of Dumbledore’s Army have been given accommodation in the VIP section of the campsite, which is protected by heavy charms and patrolled by Security Warlocks. Their presence has ensured large crowds along the cordoned area, all hoping for a glimpse of their heroes. At 3pm today they got their wish when, to the accompaniment of loud screams, Potter took his young sons James and Albus to visit the players’ compound, where he introduced them to Bulgarian Seeker Viktor Krum.

About to turn 34, there are a couple of threads of silver in the famous Auror’s black hair, but he continues to wear the distinctive round glasses that some might say are better suited to a style-deficient twelve-year-old. The famous lightning scar has company: Potter is sporting a nasty cut over his right cheekbone. Requests for information as to its provenance merely produced the usual response from the Ministry of Magic: ‘We do not comment on the top secret work of the Auror department, as we have told you no less than 514 times, Ms. Skeeter.’ So what are they hiding? Is the Chosen One embroiled in fresh mysteries that will one day explode upon us all, plunging us into a new age of terror and mayhem?

Or does his injury have a more humble origin, one that Potter is desperate to hide? Has his wife perhaps cursed him? Are cracks beginning to show in a union that the Potters are determined to promote as happy? Should we read anything into the fact that his wife Ginevra has been perfectly happy to leave her husband and children behind in London whilst reporting on this tournament? The jury is out on whether she really had the talent or experience to be sent to the Quidditch World Cup (jury’s back in – no!!!) but let’s face it, when your last name is Potter, doors open, international sporting bodies bow and scrape, and Daily Prophet editors hand you plum assignments.

As their devoted fans and followers will remember, Potter and Krum competed against each other in the controversial Triwizard Tournament, but apparently there are no hard feelings, as they embraced upon meeting (what really happened in that maze? Speculation is unlikely to be quelled by the warmth of their greeting). After half an hour’s chat, Potter and his sons returned to the campsite where they socialised with the rest of Dumbledore’s Army until the small hours.

In the next tent are Potter’s two closest associates, the ones who know everything about him and yet have always refused to talk to the press. Are they afraid of him, or is it their own secrets they are afraid will leak out, tarnishing the myth of He Who Could Not Be Named’s defeat? Now married, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger were with Potter almost every step of the way. Like the rest of Dumbledore’s Army, they fought in the Battle of Hogwarts and no doubt deserve the plaudits and awards for bravery heaped upon them by a grateful wizarding world.

In the immediate aftermath of the battle Weasley, whose famous ginger hair appears to be thinning slightly, entered into employment with the Ministry of Magic alongside Potter, but left only two years later to co-manage the highly successful wizarding joke emporium Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. Was he, as he stated at the time, ‘delighted to assist my brother George with a business I’ve always loved’? Or had he had his fill of standing in Potter’s shadow? Was the work of the Auror Department too much for a man who has admitted that the destruction of He Who Could Not Be Named’s Horcruxes ‘took its toll’ on him? He shows no obvious signs of mental illness from a distance, but the public is not allowed close enough to make a proper assessment. Is this suspicious?

Hermione Granger, of course, was always the femme fatale of the group. Press reports of the time revealed that as a teenager she toyed with the young Potter’s affections before being seduced away by the muscular Viktor Krum, finally settling for Potter’s faithful sidekick. After a meteoric rise to Deputy Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, she is now tipped to go even higher within the Ministry, and is also mother to son, Hugo, and daughter, Rose. Does Hermione Granger prove that a witch really can have it all? (No – look at her hair.)

Then there are those members of Dumbledore’s Army who receive slightly less publicity than Potter, Weasley and Granger (are they resentful? Almost certainly). Neville Longbottom, now a popular Herbology teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, is here in Patagonia with his wife Hannah. Until recently the pair lived above the Leaky Cauldron in London, but rumour has it that Hannah has not only retrained as a Healer, but is applying for the job of Matron at Hogwarts. Idle gossip suggests that she and her husband both enjoy a little more Ogden’s Old Firewhisky than most of us would expect from custodians of our children, but no doubt we all wish her the best of luck with her application.

Last of the ringleaders of Dumbledore’s Army is, of course, Luna Lovegood (now married to Rolf Scamander, swarthy grandson of celebrated Magizoologist Newt). Still delightfully eccentric, Luna has been sweeping around the VIP section in robes composed of the flags of all sixteen qualifying countries. Her twin sons are ‘at home with grandpa’. Is this a euphemism for ‘too disturbed to be seen in public’? Surely only the unkindest would suggest so.

Sundry other members of the Army are here, but it is on these six that most interest is focused. Wherever there is a red head one may make an educated guess that it belongs to a Weasley, but it is difficult to tell whether it is George (wealthy co-manager of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes), Charlie (dragon wrangler, still unmarried – why?) or Percy (Head of the Department of Magical Transportation – it’s his fault if the Floo Network’s too busy!). The only one who is easy to recognise is Bill who, poor man, is grievously scarred from an encounter with a werewolf and yet somehow (enchantment? Love potion? Blackmail? Kidnap?) married the undeniably beautiful (though doubtless empty-headed) Fleur Delacour.

Word is that we shall see these and other members of Dumbledore’s Army in the VIP boxes at the final, adding to the glitz and razzmatazz of a gala occasion. Let us hope that the behaviour of two of their younger hangers-on does not embarrass them, heaping shame on those who have previously brought honour to the name of wizard.

One always hesitates to invade the privacy of young people, but the fact is that anyone closely connected with Harry Potter reaps the benefits and must pay the penalty of public interest. No doubt Potter will be distressed to know that his sixteen-year-old godson Teddy Lupin – a lanky half-werewolf with bright blue hair – has been behaving in a way unbefitting of wizarding royalty since arriving on the VIP campsite. It might be asking too much that the always-busy Potter keep a tighter rein on this wild boy, who was entrusted to his care by his dying parents, but one shudders to think what will become of Master Lupin without urgent intervention. Meanwhile, Mr and Mrs Bill Weasley might like to know that their beautiful, blonde daughter Victoire seems to be attracted to any dark corner where Master Lupin happens to be lurking. The good news is both of them seem to have invented a method of breathing through their ears. I can think of no other reason how they have survived such prolonged periods of what, in my young day, was called ‘snogging.’

But let us not be severe. Harry Potter and his cohorts never claimed to be perfect! And for those who want to know exactly how imperfect they are, my new biography: Dumbledore’s Army: The Dark Side of the Demob will be available from Flourish and Blotts on July 31st.

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Illness and Potter

Well, basically I am giving you a little life update, and a review about the massive, latest, Harry Potter fan craze.

Life: Lately, I keep getting dizzy spells and it isn’t exactly great. I saw my doctor about it and she said it’s an extremely low blood pressure, which (unknown to me can be caused by stress). See, with everything that is going on with C bullying me, it’s affecting my sleep, which is then affecting my appetite, causing me to be anaemic and thus having low blood pressure and being really ill and getting dizzy all the time. I don’t exactly want to eat salty food to raise it either so I have to just cope I suppose.

Harry Potter: I am a massive fan of Harry Potter, and if you are too then you’ll know the latest craze going around; the Golden Trio are back. Well, I heard, and got excited about a sequel to the H.P series thinking there was a new book about them all grown up. I was wrong, it is just a newletter article on Pottermore by ‘Rita Skeeta’. I still felt excited and went online to read it. However, I’m slightly disappointed. There’s no proper storyline, it’s just Rita taking about Dumbledores army at the quiddtch world cup and how they are still famous, and what they do as jobs nowadays. Harry is described as going grey and Ron’s red hair is thinning.

Nothing really exciting happened but it was a great little spin-off of Harry Potter and was a nice little read.

Peace out 😀

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Some Happiness

Ok, so I’m probably the geekiest Harry Potter fan there is! Today, my order of a Deathly Hallows charm necklace arrived and it cheered me up.

For those who don’t know, the symbol basically means ‘Cheater of Death’. The triangle is the invisibility cloak- to hide you from your enemies; the line/stick is the Elder Wand- the most powerful wand in the world; and the circle is the Resurrection Stone- gives the power to bring back those who are dead. In the book, it says when all 3 of the deathly hallows are brought together, the owner becomes a cheater of death and this symbol is like a good luck charm.

I just bought it because I’m a Harry Potter geek, but actually the meaning is quite powerful for me. I’m suicidal a lot at the moment, and this symbols is about cheating death. I may not cheat death, but I will get through all of this that’s causing me pain, and cheat the suicidal thoughts, and live!