Harry Potter

The Littlest Wizard

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What would happen if Harry Potter were cursed with–babyhood? What if the only one he trusted to care for him was Severus Snape, the most acidic and unforgiving professor at Hogwarts? These are hypothetical questions Wallie and I explore in–“The Littlest Wizard.”

The Littlest Wizard (2039 Words)

Harry was crying.

Snape lay motionless, his eye glinting in the darkness, and prayed he would quiet. He had held the child once. It didn’t settle well to think of doing it again. How like his father indeed, to care only for his own comfort and feeling. It could not be dawn, but here the boy was, wide awake and hardly minding if he woke others. Snape wondered if McGonagall could hear from her bedroom. From the general stillness of the place, he doubted it. And from the very manner of the infant’s distress, he was not surprised.

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How to Write Muggles Part 2

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The final part of our two-part study:

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‘Miss Graves.’

Jenny hesitated. She turned.

Mr. Thrush met her curious gaze. There was strange warmth in his own.

‘I know you do not like me,’ he said, ‘and I don’t ask that you do—but I would be grateful if you could tell me why.’

‘For no reason,’ she said—and flushed. ‘It’s not that—not that I don’t like—’

‘I have no magic,’ he said. ‘Is that it?’

Her face burned.

‘May I show you something, Miss Graves?’

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How to Write Muggles Part 1

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In the wizarding world of Harry Potter, we are always told to value muggles but they do not seem to occupy a prominate role in proving themselves valuable.  J.K. Rowling’s series is a favorite of Wallie’s, and he only wishes she had given the muggles more time to express themselves before (if not defend themselves from) prejudice, and occupy an equal space.  The following sketch is the beginning of a two-part investigation into whether or not muggles can actually stand in a room full of wizards.

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Inside stepped two common folk.

They were certainly common.

The wife was a little, light thing, black-haired and fair. She was evidently a stranger to that home. She shrank close against her husband and held so tightly to his arm that her knuckles were white. He held her close in turn, as he could. She was more behind than beside him. It wasn’t fear for herself that provoked her; they could all see she was heavily pregnant.

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Salazar Slytherin

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It’s a rare idea that can inspire a great deal of art in others. Sometimes (just sometimes) the inspired art takes its subject to a whole new level. J. K. Rowling’s magical world in the Harry Potter series is a sandbox for the imagination, and artists and writers alike have done fabulous work illuminating the dark corners of her fantasy.

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