Kevin is a smallish moose with big, slightly furry antlers. He has big brown eyes and short brown fur. He also has a strange attraction to anything green and fluffy. Please help me find my moose!
Lilac Brown
Penshire
by Araceli Mendoza
Mysteriously, a black backpack was found in the Entrance Hall on the 13th. No one has claimed it, and it has been shown to everyone. Even stranger, this backpack was filled to the brim with odd things. We've been informed that they are all Muggle devices, ranging from a laptop to an iPod. None of these items were working, alas, so we could not find out the owner. If you have any information about this queer object, let the Administrative Office know immediately!
Saya Erikson
Ever since I was a little girl growing up in Bulgaria I have loved winter. The cold, the snow, the frozen lake to ice skate on. The lovely girl I call my twin sister Kitara, who is attending an American Wizarding Academy, Always preferred summer. One time last summer we sat down and discussed it full out. Kitara said the best things about summer were icee cream, soda, lemonade, pools, and bathing suits. I said the best things about winter were snow, ice cream, hot cocoa, cookies, turkey, ham, snowball fights, cuddling in fornt of a roaring fire, and the all around cheer most everyone has. After that, my adorbale twin sighed. She had nothing more to argue where as I could keep on. Winter is a better time of year. Why? It doesn't snow in the summer time.
by: Jenii Chang
All around the world there is no agreement over which season is better...Summer or Winter. Summer and Winter both have there ups and downs some of which we will explore during this article. The only thing people seem to agree on is that Summer and Winter our better then Spring and Fall. Why do people love these seasons so much? Lets find out!
Many people's number one reason for loving Summer is because school lets out. You can just relax and not worry about school time. Here at Hogwarts, the people who stay for the summer our found outside relaxing under a tree or inside lieing across the couch. Another reason Summer is many people's favorite season is because you can hang out outside. Once the snow is gone from Winter the rain of Spring begins but once Summer roles around the majority of the days our nice. Student our found playing catch on the grounds and swimming in the lake. Summer is also a nice time to take vacations. School won't get in your way and most places are warm during Summer and fun to be at. There are a lot of uber fun reasons to love Summer.
Just because Summer is fun though doesn't mean Winter isn't. In many places there is snow during the Winter. Snow is always fun to play in. People can go sledding, have snow ball fights, and make snowmen. Also, with Winter bring Christmas, Kwanza, and Haunnika. For many people the Holidays are a fun time to spend with family and friends. It's hard not to get into the holiday spirit expecially here at Hogwarts where there our decorations everywhere. The Holidays our just a jolly time and it's hard not to love them. Another great part of winter is the new year. Many people make New Year's resolutions. It's also refreshing to know that a New Year means a new page in our books and new adventures. There are many fantastic reasons to love Winter too.
So, can anyone really decide which season is better? No! Most people have there own personal opinions but no one can decide which season is truly better!
Thomasina Sealy
Mistletoe was the sacred plant of Frigga, goddess of love and the mother of Balder, the god of the summer sun. Balder had a dream of death which greatly alarmed his mother, for should he die, all life on earth would end. In an attempt to keep this from happening, Frigga went at once to air, fire, water, earth, and every animal and plant seeking a promise that no harm would come to her son. Balder now could not be hurt by anything on earth or under the earth. But Balder had one enemy, Loki, god of evil and he knew of one plant that Frigga had overlooked in her quest to keep her son safe. It grew neither on the earth nor under the earth, but on apple and oak trees. It was lowly mistletoe. So Loki made an arrow tip of the mistletoe, gave it to the blind god of winter, Hoder, who shot it , striking Balder dead. The sky paled and all things in earth and heaven wept for the sun god. For three days each element tried to bring Balder back to life. He was finally restored by Frigga. It is said the tears she shed for her son turned into the pearly white berries on the mistletoe plant and in her joy Frigga kissed everyone who passed beneath the tree on which it grew. The story ends with a decree that who should ever stand under the humble mistletoe, no harm should befall them, only a kiss, a token of love. Now, we accept mistletoe as the symbol of that Love which conquers Death.
By Kiley Blaire
On the first day of Christmas, Eltanin gave to me�a kiss beneath the Christmas tree.
On the second day of Christmas, Hyde gave his fan club�two signed photos for us all to love.
On the third day of Christmas, Slytherin dealt with these�Snapie�s Angels, practicing their Prefect powers with the greatest of ease.
On the fourth day of Christmas, Kiley and Scarlet declared�the Friend Rules were to be followed, or everyone would be scared.
On the fifth day of Christmas, Prof. Snape gave to us�five million points!
On the sixth day of Christmas, the whole house gave to me�six hundred presents for me to open on Christmas Eve.
On the seventh day of Christmas, Slytherins all say�no matter which of the seven years you are, you WILL get pranked on Christmas day.
The most famous Wizard of all!
- A Take off a famous song
by Ava Black
Santa Clause is the most famous Wizard, as every good witch knows.
And if you never saw him,
You must be a muggle for sure
All of the other Wizards, used to laugh and call him names,
They never let poor Santa on the famous wizard cards.
Then one foggy Christmas eve,
Dumbledore came to say.
Wizards with your noses uptight
Santa is the best, alright!
Then how the others loved him!
As they shouted out with glee!
Santa is the most famous wizard
He'll go on the wizarding cards
Each year!
It has been rumoured, that Kiley Blaire of Slytherin house, known by many of us as "Purpy", is not actually human! No, she is not a vampire, or a werewolf. It's much worse than that. She's a ghost! A ghost in denial!!
Kiley Blaire was sixteen summers old at the time of her death. She was the youngest ruler of her time and perhaps the most successful. She was sitting on her throne, plotting how to avenge her injured lover when her sworn enemy, the Giant Mini-Marshmallow, attacked her castle. She fought bravely and slayed many of his pink, puffy followers, but alas, she was destroyed by a giant water balloon.
When she was dead, her kingdom mourned for their lost leader, or that's what Kiley thinks anyway. Her poor, wounded lover was scarred for life and never spoke to anyone ever again.
Kiley is not proud of her death and what it caused. She does not like to be asked about it, so if you are going to, make sure you stand well out of spell-casting range. We must try and help her face up to the fact that she is a ghost, so, I command all those who call her "Purpy", to now call her, "Purpy Ghostie."
by Will Potter
Yesterday afternoon, a student of Hogwarts School was lurking around the Forbidden Forest and saw a werewolf walking towards the Quidditch Stadium. This wouldn't have had been so weird if he hadn't noticed as hooked nose hanging from his face.
Prof. Snape has been known to randomly disappear at random times during the year, where no one can find him. He would eventually show up in his office with blood smeared across his face. People would try and question him, but he would just say that he had had an accident with a knife.
The only problem with that, though, is that Prof. Snape is usually very good with knifes. He has never had an accident before, and doesn't even use the very sharp knifes often.
Prof. Snape is being put under full watch, and the school is even considering getting a new Potions Teacher. Let's just hope that he's telling the truth, because otherwise it could be a long year.
By Kiley Blaire
Ask me which house I'm in
And I won't give you a name
I'll tell you how my house tends to win
And how we're never lame
I'll give you a description
Of our grace and our style
I'll give you a recitation
Of our pride, of our wiles
You'll hear a tale
Of our escapades
Of how we always sail
Of our tricks and our trades
You've seen us, you've heard us
You've written us off as worthless
As a bunch of misfits, but in this you can trust
And here I'll confess:
We are Slytherins
We've got what it takes to see it through
And the attitude for whatever we're in
And if none of this works for you
Well, we've got the money too
By Kiley Blaire, credit to http://home.att.net/~coriolan/Christmas.htm
To the tune of You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch
You've a toad-face, Ms. Umbridge.
I thought you ought to know.
Your neck is nonexistent
And I hate that big black bow,
Ms. Umbridge.
You're about as clever
As a drunken grindylow.
You're abhorrent, Ms. Umbridge
Like a nasty sewer clog.
There's really nothing slimier
Than a pompous pedagogue,
Ms. Umbridge.
I wouldn't touch you with a
Whomping Willow log.
You're pathetic, Ms. Umbridge.
You're a simpering, feeble sham.
I've heard better ersatz coughing
At a hernia exam,
Ms. Umbridge.
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the--HEM HEM--hernia exam.
You're a foul one, Ms. Umbridge
With your exsanguinating quill.
How dare you torture Harry
Into sleepless deshabille,
Ms. Umbridge.
The three words that best describe you are, and I
quote: "Plump" "Pink" "Punk"
You are troll-kin, Ms. Umbridge,
High Inquisitor or not.
Fudge must be in Malfoy's pocket
To have given you that spot,
Ms. Umbridge
Your soul is a Chamber of Secrets housing a flatulent, feculent
flobberworm best left undisturbed for all eternity and
Sealed with Devil's Snare knots!
You're a cretin, Ms. Umbridge.
Minerva told you off.
Even Flitwick had you floundering,
Even Hagrid had to scoff,
Ms. Umbridge.
You're a three-decker moldy head cheese and stoat sandwich
With Stinksap sauce.
By Kiley Blaire, credit to http://home.att.net/~coriolan/Christmas.htm
To the tune of Here Comes Santa Claus
CHORUS OF DEATH EATERS:
Here comes Voldemort!
Here comes Voldemort!
He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named!
Lucius Malfoy and all his DEs
Promote his evil reign.
Mudbloods cringing, Muggles screaming;
All is horror and fright.
Sport a Dark Mark or say your prayers,
'Cause Voldemort comes tonight.
Here comes Voldemort!
Here comes Voldemort!
He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named!
He's got a plot that is filled with schemes
To haunt Harry in his dreams
Hear those Potters plead for mercy,
Oh What a horrible sight.
Jump in bed, cover up your head,
'Cause Voldemort comes tonight.
Here comes Voldemort!
Here comes Voldemort!
He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named!
He doesn't care if you're a rich snob Malfoy,
He loves purebloods the same.
Slytherin knows that we're the chosen,
That makes everything right.
Fill your ears with dreadful fears,
'Cause Voldemort comes tonight.
Saya Erikson
1 cup milk
1 egg, beaten
1/2 cup sugar
dash of salt
1 tablespoon vanilla
Blend the above well and add clean, fresh snow until absorbed.
Optional: Add a few drops of your favorite color food coloring to make colored snow cream!
Saya Erikson
1 cup butter
1 cup brown sugar
1 cup granulated sugar
4 eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 tablespoon honey
2 cups all-purpose flour
1 cup crushed graham wafers
1 1/2 cups graham flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon baking powder
16 ounces chocolate chips
1/2 cup miniature marshmallows
1. Cream butter and both sugars until light and fluffy.
2. Add eggs, honey and vanilla, mixing well.
3. Add flours, crushed wafers, salt, baking powder and soda.
4. Add chocolate chips and marshmallows.
5. Roll into balls and place two inches apart on a cookie sheet.
6. Bake for 10 minutes at 375 degrees F.
By Hermy_own
Do you own a pet? Have you ever? Most of us here at PADS do. But most of those pets are cats, owls or bigger animals like that. Well, I�m talking about littler animals. How many of you own fish???? I know I did. Well, the main point I�m going for is, do you ever forget to feed your pet??? I barely ever remembered. So, I�m asking you, do you have any suggestions on remembering??? I sat down for a little bit and thought about ideas. Here�s what I came up with:
Write a note to yourself. Tape it on the door, or on your clock. Just put it where you can see it. Read it in the morning, at night, or whenever and remember!
Ask somebody to remind you. Set a specific time with the person, say the morning. They would call you, or if they see you in the morning, tell you, to feed your pet!
If you are getting a pet and you are a BIG procrastinator, like me, choose a bigger pet or one that makes noise. Then you will see or hear them and remember to feed them. A tiny goldfish in the corner of your room won�t be remembered a lot, I promise.
Think up your own suggestions. Who knows what you will come up with?
Joy Jennings
Joy: How Much do you like Gryffindor?
Leah: Being in Gryffindor is amazing. I've met some awesome people here; there are a few people here who I've spent several Saturday nights with on loud, obnoxious microphone chats. Honestly, I can say that I have friends here who I trust and like more than some of my real life ones.
Joy: What is going on in Gryffindor?
Leah: In the common room, we've got a bunch of things going on. We have so many activities going to get the house united - and there's still more coming up!
Joy: What house would you be in if not Gryffindor?
Leah:If I weren't in Gryffindor, I'd probably be in Ravenclaw, if for no reason other than that I don't fit anywhere else. I'm not particularly ambitious or cunning like a Slytherin. I'm not patient at all, so I couldn't survive a day in Hufflepuff, and the Penshires would laugh at me. I can't draw a straight line.
So there you have it, folks! I hope you liked this interview.