Yesterday, I've got my last marks this semester and could finally kick up for a day to rest a bit ( Read more... )

Is what I think every time I put on my trench coat (four years old now - I blame Casablanca).

Why, you might ask? Well, because I've finally watched Supernatural. (Yes, boys and girls! I am THIS behind when it comes to good TV.)

I guess I don't have to tell you that I loved it. And because of the trench coat comment, I guess I don't have to tell you ( Read more... )

The day was beautiful: sunny and warm. Harry felt it hard to believe that it could be so peaceful and normal. The war was in full blow. News of murder and rampaging dementors could be heard every day, and yet here, it looked almost as if Voldemort never came back. Ministry issued warnings and posters advertising “Great adventures and high pay in ( Read more... )