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10/30/06




I am your average 13-year-old Harry Potter fanatic. I just moved from Italy to the United States, and my language arts teacher is pulling his hair out because I keep on writing it: "Untied States." Whoops... but really, despite my spelling/gramatical problems, writing is something that I hold near and dear to my heart. I really hope that you would read and review to my story(ies).

~About Me~
Eyes: chocolate brown
Hair: long, curly, and a light brown
Age: 13
Name: Anna / MagicalMystique
Nationality: Italian on both my mama and dad's side
Favorite Ships: Ron/Hermione and James/Lily

YAY! Weasleyboyfreak is beta-ing my story Pensieve. Read and review! Thanks loads, Weasleyboyfreak. :)







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Imaginary by Potter

Rated: 3rd-5th Years • 137 Reviews
Summary: COMPLETE!

Remus Lupin has always been different, ever since he was bitten by a werewolf and forced to live his life with the curse. He had no friends and never expected to have any until he started Hogwarts. But even once he entered school his wish didn't come true, until his third year. Remus would soon learn that with every good comes something equally bad.

Excerpt from Chapter Nineteen:

“What do you want, Lupin?” he asked exasperatedly.

“You hate me, don’t you?” Remus said in a friendly manner, as though he and Snape had been best friends since infancy.

“Gee, what tipped you off?” Snape retorted sarcastically.

“Then you would love to see me get hurt, wouldn’t you?”

“Well yes, I would enjoy that.”

“Especially if it was of my own doing?”

“That would make it even more amusing.”

“Then would you do me the favor of telling Larry Wilkins that I’d like to meet him out by the greenhouses at ten o’ clock tonight?”