When the rich wage war it's the poor who die...

You're at the station...

allucha — Fri, 29 Jul 2011 22:06:36 GMT

You're waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you don't know for sure... But it doesn't matter.

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Happpy Birthdayyy

allucha — Wed, 16 Apr 2008 21:14:25 GMT

Happy Birthday Foxtrot!

Ahaha, bet you didn't think I'd have remembered that. But yes, Mr Foxtrot. You pwn, and I hope that you have an awesome day celebrating your 103rd birthday. And wow, 103, that's like, big and schtuff. =P

So yes, Happy Birthday, Mister!

allucha — Fri, 06 Oct 2006 18:42:51 GMT

As my fic has ended, I wrote two epilogues. One was a happy one, one was evil. I gave my readers a vote and they chose the happy, so I'm posting happy in the actual thread, and evil here. [Which I'll link up] So, this does have spoilers, and evilness.

Epilogue v1
Cliff Hanger End

Seven years had passed since Lord Voldemort had fallen. His group, the Death Eaters, had fallen with their master and were rarely seen. Most of them had been rounded up by Auror’s after the Dark Lord was defeated. The world became a safe place again, and Hogwarts was one of the most secure areas ever. The dragons had been removed as there was no need for them to stay. All the security of the castle was in the eyes of a tiny bird.

Harry had taken a job in the ministry after finishing Hogwarts. He had stuck with his career and was in training to become an Auror. His friends, Ron and Hermione had joined the ministry as well. Six summers after the death of the Dark Lord, Harry and Ginny had got married. She had taken a job of coaching the women’s quidditch team at Chudley Cannons, supplying Ron with a chain of free Chudley Cannons merchandise and tickets. At the moment, she was taking part in a training session at Hogwarts.

At the moment, Harry had volunteered to teach Defence Against Dark Arts at Hogwarts, whilst the current teacher, Severus Snape, had gone to visit his mother. He had been teaching an interesting subject with the 4th year Gryffindors and Slytherins. Unforgivable Curses.

As the students were walking out of the class, a pretty woman walked in. She had red hair and freckles and had a wedding ring on her finger.

”Hey Harry, how was the class?” She asked, walking into the room. She threw a boot bag down onto the table and looked at Harry.

“Interesting. You wouldn’t believe how many Slytherins wanted to try the unforgivables.” Harry said, looking at her, with a grin on his face.

”How many,” she said as her eyes widened. She had always hoped that the Slytherins would become good, and it was partially working.

“None. It’s weird, isn’t it?” He said his grin becoming bigger.

She stared at him for a second, smiled and said, “I guess it’s a sign that things are better. What did Snape do when he found out you were covering his class?”

”He’s-.”

In the distance, they both heard a loud thud.

“What was that?” Harry said looking out of the window.

“Maybe Peeves got bored in his old age. We need to bring Fred and Ge-.” She stopped halfway through her sentence as she saw what happened.

The grounds near the lake were engulfed in flames.
”Aguamenti,” they both shouted firing a spell from the window of the classroom.

“We need to get closer,” Harry said opening the door and running out. He was soon followed by Ginny.

Just as they had appeared on the lawns of the castle, Hermione and Ron had appeared.

They ran towards the flames and slowly managed to put some of them out, but others still roared. As the fire caught on to the lake, you could see the giant squid move his tentacles frantically, trying to do something.

With the combined power of four, they managed to put the fire out. As soon as the fire was put out, a searing paint hit Harry’s forehead, where his scar had previously been. He quickly clapped his hand on his head.

“We saw flames, what happened?” Hermione said catching her breath.

A bird had been put in place directly above the castle to monitor everything that happened. A live feed of this was sent to the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic in London.

Before Harry could answer this, Ginny let out a small scream as she saw something in the sky.

A green skull was forming above the forest, with a snake slowly slithering out of the jaw.

“What the hell?” Ron said staring at the mark in the sky. He looked disgusted at the image in the air.

“This is a really sick joke.” Hermione said trying to work out why someone would do this.

“It can’t be,” Harry said looking at his reflection in the lake. He unlike everyone else, saw something that frightened himself even more. Before he had time to react to this, he then saw some movement in the back ground, and knew what it would be.

“Stupefy,” Harry shouted turning around, sending a spell at the forest. He heard something fall and crept towards the trees, making sure not to make any noise. As he arrived he saw a body, a mangled body dressed in black robes. There were large cuts across the face and chest.

Ginny let out a scream as she saw Harry’s forehead. The others looked at him, trying to work out why it was there. They were scared, and Harry was too.

He had been given it when he was young. A constant reminder of his parent’s death. A visible scar shaped as a lightening bolt connected him directly to the dark lord. It made him different from the other children in school. Seven years ago, it had disapeared after the Dark Lord had fallen. When the sign of the dark lord was in the sky, it was a sign of things to come.

It was back. It glowed as blood slowly seeped out of the scar which was staining the skin. The sign making him different from everyone else was back, the scar.

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Hehe, It's long, hope it ain't that bad.

~Ali Out!

allucha — Wed, 13 Sep 2006 19:49:59 GMT

School has been weird recently. I have a test tommorow, in Physics. I've done some revising, but am not that sure what else to do. I got an A today in my Romeo and Juliet coursework :D.

I just saw the next Spooks trailer, it had Harry. And was awesome. Proof that he's alive, so thats good. I can't wait till Sunday, it kicks off again.

I've started writing my novel and it's weird. I think it'll work, but don't know if I can pull it off. This is the starting section, I'd like it if you could tell me what ya think.

The light blue walls of Thames House lit up as the sun appeared over the clouds and out of hiding. The glass windows magnified the rays, making the marble floor gleam. In the middle of the marble blocks, the crest of the Security Service was laid. It is on this warm summer’s day when Alex Baker’s story begins.

Alex had just finished a rather tiring day of work at the Service, where he had to initiate a lockdown on his group. The head of section 4, a section which dealt with murders relating to terror attacks, had gone to America to secure a new deal for communications between MI5, CIA and other agencies. As Alex was the second in charge, he had to take the responsibilities which Agent Moore had left. Alex was pleased to learn this, as hints of a promotion were flying around Thames house.

He pulled the doors open of Thames House and walked into the security areas. He stepped through the metal detectors. “I’m carrying,” He said to the man on the side. Sure enough, when he stepped through the frame it began to bleep.

“Cya Later, Alex.” The man tapped a few buttons, inserting the time when Alex had left.

“Yeah, Cya Daniel,” Alex said leaving through the double doors and taking a breath of air. He reached into his pocket pulling out his car keys. As he pulled them out his hand hit his gun holster. He was not used to carrying it with him when not at work and made a mental note of taking it off as he arrived home. He walked to the car park area and found the spot, L2 where a dark blue Jaguar sat there waiting for him. He pushed a button on the keys and the lights flashed, then the doors opened. He bent over and stepped into his car, making sure not to hit his head. Alex was a rather tall man and his car was quite low.

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Back to revision for now, Sleeper Cell finishes tonight but I'm annoyed because it's a double bill which starts late, ending later. So I'll probably record it and watch it tommorow after school. Oh poo, I have after school Maths.

I'm Out.

allucha — Sat, 22 Jul 2006 22:05:39 GMT

Bloody heck. I just went to the back of the train thread and noticed that the first 13 posts have been deleted by me (with reason). Seeing that was embarrassing though. Shouldn't it go with the old posts?

So, whats this about

allucha — Thu, 22 Dec 2005 01:07:19 GMT

I just made this and am wondering whats special about it?
Layout is weird but i'll get over it. Hmm...

Work Work Work...Dont the teachers understand that holidays are for getting away from work. Three essays in for as soon as i get back. Pfft...

ooo, im reading Lord Of the Rings, Fellowship of the ring, and tis weird so far. Confusicating (Confusing+Complicating)

Lots of people keept talking about LJ's so, time to find out whats so good about them