It's a record! 3 entries!

I know I'm crazy right? But here I am up to my tricks again and for this trick I have The Harry potter blogfest from In Time , the Mid-Winter Blogfest and the Through the key hole Blogfest.

 And because I am doing all of them I will be combining the first two blogfests together HP and Mid-winter, that way you all are not reading forever!

 Now for the Key hole blogfest I have to write basic description of a room and people guess what TYPE of person would have this kind of room. So here I go.

 Fairies were trapped on the walls, hung in their picture perfect cages above the unmade queen size bed. The light from a lone window made their wings shimmer as if they floated in those pictures. The white walls backsplashed paintings, hand made, with sprinkling waterfalls and autumn forests.
 The closet doors held hand made pictures from holidays with tiny little poems expressing love. Inside the closet were rows of multicolored clothes, mostly shirts. At the feet of the clothes was a pile of shoes, most of them black, but nearly all high heels.


A desk sat beside the closet. It was simple with metal legs and a wood top. A computer was on it with an image in the desktop of a blue fairy. Pens were kept in a can that looked as though it was made by a 6 year old. Papers scattered below the screen, a book lay on top of the mess. 

 Two dressers lined the walls next to two bookshelves. On the shelves inhabited note books, romance novels, children books, and older books to the likes of Edgar Poe and Jane Austin as well as journals. Leaving the room one thing caught my attention, a mirror for the dresser was backwards and a towel hung over it.

Alright and now the for HP/Midwinter Blogfest entry

 GIRL TALK

 This was the first Christmas eve I would spend at Ginny's house. I haven't seen her since last year, and as I walked into the Weasley's house I watched in awe as Ginny descended the stairs. She has grown up so much in just a short time. Her hair is flat and straight, her skin is perfect. Behind her Hermione giggled walking down with her. I ran over to them both and gave them a hug.


"Did you just get in Summer?" Ginny asked.

 "Yes just. How are you both?"

 "Pleasantly well despite the attacks." Hermoine stated.

 Each girl locked one arm of mine with theirs. We found cookies on the bed when we reached Ginny's room. I grabbed one of her pillows and laid back on it looking out the upstairs window. Snowflakes fell slowly outside like little puffs of clouds gently swaying to the ground. Some found our bedroom hideout and clung to the window only to quickly transform into a tiny drop of water and slide down the glass like a tear.



 "Any one new we should know about?" Ginny asked as she pulled a box from under her bed.

 "No, You?"

 "Harry," she sighed, " he doesn't have great skin, but he is strong, brilliant, and handsome."

 "Ha Ha! Harry, really Ginny, you think he's...handsome. Its like talking about my brother." Hermoine chimed in.

 "You have a thing for my brother." Ginny laughed. She placed the box on the bed and opened it slowly. "lets do things a different way, without magic."

 I watched Ginny pull ribbons, styro-foam balls and tiny pins with fantastically designed heads. She laid them all out on the bed and we giggled, talked, and made ornaments til morning.