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Post by Noel Foster on Aug 13, 2012 23:33:53 GMT -5
 -------------------------------------------------------- I'm sending all my love to youSo if you dare to second guess you can rest assuredThat all my love's for you--------------------------------------------------------- Chapters: ••• Introduction ••• Chapter One ••• Chapter Two ••• Chapter Three ----------------------------------------------------------- This layout was created by Paigels! @ Caution. But the lyrics....aren't hers. They belong to Green Day![/size] [center][img]http://www.hollow-art.com/files/bases/20111227/hollowart_dc082.png[/img][color=66B366][size=4]![/color][/size] [img]http://www.hollow-art.com/files/bases/20111227/hollowart_dc083.png[/img][color=66B366][size=4]![/color][/size] [img]http://www.hollow-art.com/files/bases/20111227/hollowart_dc084.png[/img]
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Post by Noel Foster on Aug 16, 2012 19:06:11 GMT -5
 ![/size]  ![/size]  -----------------------------------------------[/center] Entry One, September 15: Mum and Renee insisted on getting me a journal. I'll confess, I have no bloody idea what I should write here. Mum wants me to have an outlet, I understand, but that's why I play guitar and piano; Music has always been my outlet. At least when my sister and Tyler aren't there, which, let's face it, that's pretty rare.
Ok, I'm just staring at the page at the moment because I really have no idea what I want to write. Nothing eventful has really happened. Actually, that's a lie. Dad and Uncle Matthias got called into the Ministry for a hearing on suspected death eater activity. I just have one question... What the fuck took them so long to figure that out? Seriously, a deaf, dumb and blind person could tell that Uncle Matt was a DE. Dad's was what surprised me. I knew he supported the dark arts (hell, I had Crucio held on me at least once when I was a kid before Mum stopped him) but I never knew he was one of What's-His-Name's sycophants.
If it's true, then I understand why he's working so hard to get me into that stuff. He needs an heir to take over when Voldemort fries his arse for being an incompetent fool or whatever. But the thought of either myself or (Merlin forbid) Renee or even Tyler following that psychopath makes me sick to my stomach. I may have been raised to think muggleborns were scum, but that doesn't mean I believe it. Hell, Tyler is half-blooded, Potter is half-blooded, too. I seriously believe that hat sorts people too early, cause I'm much different than I was at eleven. Back then my father and I actually got along, I believed everything he said and I practically worshiped the ground he walked on. Now? I think I'd be more suited for Ravenclaw or Gryffindor, if I was honest with myself. Then again I barely ever talk to Gryffindors now so I'll say I'd probably be more suited for Ravenclaw. Not Hufflepuff, that would just be bloody embarrassing.
Anyway, I'm gonna go meet Tyler and Renee and head down to lunch. Not like a journal would care since it's a BOOK.
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Post by Noel Foster on Aug 18, 2012 21:55:19 GMT -5
! [/size] ![/size] -----------------------------------------------[/center] Entry Two, September 17, Snape somehow saw the giant mark Tyler left on my neck last night and commented on it. It was quite funny, actually. I've stopped bothering trying to cover any marks I get. I'm kinda proud of this one actually. It's a pretty big one and it's fairly prominent. I tend to be pretty careful to not leave hickeys where they can be seen. Honestly though? I like having this thing where it is. It's like a badge showing that Tyler and I belong to each other.
I'm actually relieved that I don't have Quidditch practice this weekend. The team are all healthy enough so I don't need to replace the Keeper. Plus I'm caught up on most of my homework so this week is pretty much free. I guarantee the time not spent with Renee will be spent in bed with Tyler. Speaking of which...
Ok gonna go make out with Tyler, bye!
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Post by Noel Foster on Aug 25, 2012 0:06:13 GMT -5
! [/size] ![/size] -----------------------------------------------[/center] Entry Three, September 19, My father called Tyler a distraction, in no uncertain terms.
No, here's what he actually wrote me this morning: "It is time for you to stop distracting yourself with frivolous matters and focus on what is really important." You know, sometimes I almost feel like I can forgive my dad, and then he writes things like this. I knew he didn't approve of my being gay, and even less of having a relationship.
Tyler is not a distraction to me. He's my boyfriend. Dad doesn't know Tyler, and this is why. Mum wants to meet him when she picks me up over the holidays, since she's the one who's happy that I'm happy. She's never really met Tyler, except in passing. He's the love of my life and my best friend. We're going to stay together after we graduate, I'm going to propose to him and we're getting married. And if 'what is really important' ends up taking Tyler away from me, it's not going to make me do what you want.
Okay now that I've ranted... I have no clue what else to say. It just irritates me so much that my dad acts like this. I'm bored. Gonna grab my broom and do some flying.
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Post by Noel Foster on Sept 8, 2012 19:52:38 GMT -5
! [/size] ![/size] -----------------------------------------------[/center] Entry Four, September 23, I love weekends. Not just because I can spend as much time with Tyler as I want, though that's definitely a bonus. Any time I can spend with him is a blessing. But it's more that I don't have any responsibilities and can relax for a while.
I keep having dreams of what Tyler and I will be like once we're married. In the dream we're both playing with a little girl that looks like Tyler, brown hair and bright blue eyes. In another one we're in bed and two little kids jump on the bed to wake us up for breakfast. Just the idea of raising a child with the man I love brings tears to my eyes and it makes me want to work harder. I can't wait to see them board the Hogwarts Express for the first time.
OOoooookay I'm getting ahead of myself. Lets get through school first, Noel, then worry about raising children. Still, the idea makes me a little misty eyed, raising children with the love of my life. I need to stop, now. I'm getting mushy and I think Tyler and Renee would both tease the hell out of me if they saw me now.
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