my personal head cannon from a HarryPotter admin!

assalamualaikum guys!

so, today I wanna share to you guys about my personal head cannon which was made by an admin called Padfoot Le Marauder from a Harry Potter related page.

it was made for me a year ago but I've only gotten a chance to share it to you guys today so no HATES! okayy? :p

*** personal headcannon for Ieyla and Fred Weasley ***

NAME: Ieyla.

AGE: 16 years old.

HOUSE PRIDE: Ravenclaw.

WITH WHO: Fred Weasley.

ROMANTIC OR FRIENDS: romantic and funny couple.

REQUESTS: please add Draco Malfoy being jealous of our relationship.

CHARACTERISTICS: bubbly, shy, cute, cheerful and has a waist-length hair.

" Ieyla was walking down the second floor corridor when she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder. She spun round, her long hair swishing with her and found herself face to face with a mischievous red headed twin. He smiled at her. “Hello Ieyla my beautiful girlfriend.” He said as he leaned in to kiss her. Ieyla swerved to the right to avoid him. “I know you’re hiding around here Fred, I can tell you and your evil brother apart you know.” She smirked; she had been able to tell her boyfriend Fred apart from his brother ever since she first got to know them. She knew the twin in front of her was George. Fred’s eyes were much darker and his jaw was more defined. George looked surprised and Fred had a matching expression as he stepped out from behind the tall pillar. “How’d you know it wasn’t me, I thought for sure we’d trick you.” Fred asked. He seemed disappointed that she didn’t fall for it, yet pleased that she knew him so well after only 2 months together. Ieyla smiled as Fred pulled her in to him. “George is much better looking.” She teased. Fred gasped in mock hurt but it soon vanished as she kissed him and he melted into her. The happy couple stood kissing while George smiled and wandered off, leaving them to it.

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Draco scoffed. He felt mighty ridiculous hiding the way he was but he felt even more ridiculous due to the fact that a bright, attractive Ravenclaw by the name of Ieyla has chosen one of the twin weasels over him. She was everything he has wanted, beautiful, smart, bubby and not to mention a pureblood. Draco sighed. Maybe one day she would come to her senses but for now he would just wait. Wait and watch. "

Weasley twins

le' me :p

Draco Malfoy

teehehee~ :3 hope you guys enjoy reading it ;3

 Mischief Managed,
Ieylaliciousss ღ

How To Train Your Dragon: Hiccup and Toothless tribute

assalamualaikum and hello hello to bloggers! 

sorry for not updating my entry for about some time. 

I was just didn't have any idea to blog about -.- 

but now I have. 

as you can see on top, my entry today is about a video tribute :3
I can't type that long so, you guys can watch my video HERE.

enjoy watching it ^_^

Mischief Managed,

Ieylaliciousss ღ

Happy Belated Mother's Day! (12 May 2013)

assalamualaikum and hello to all bloggers! I'm back for more new entries ;) obviously I'm going to post about Mother's Day ^^

yesterday I bought my mon a belated mother's day present. I wrapped the present using my own creativity without any help from anyone. (well I am obviously alone in my house) I bought her a very cute  glass cup with a glass lid and a glass teaspoon. (one set)

adorable, isn't it? ;3

and this is my creativeness of wrapping it! ^w^

well, I have to go for now. as you can see, I'm pretty much blogless today XD so, chiao amigos! ;3

Mischief Managed,

Ieylaliciousss ღ

JK Rowling

assalamualaikum and hello hello bloggerheads! :D how are ya today? feeling good? :) well, today I'm going to type about my amazing hero who changed my life a lot. you saw the name up there? yessss, she is the one :D so here I go~

my definition of a hero is someone who inspires, helps the less fortunate, and overcomes personal obstacles. one woman who I think fits this description is JK Rowling.

born in Yate, England, on July 31, 1965, JK Rowling came from humble economic means before writing Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, a children's fantasy novel. the work was an international hit and Rowling wrote six more books in the series, which sold into hundreds of millions and was adapted into a blockbuster film franchise. in 2012, Rowling released the non-Potter novel The Casual Vacancy. Joanne Rowling, best known as JK Rowling. she adopted her pen name, JK, incorporating her grandmother's name, Kathleen, for the latter initial.

at one time, she could barely pay the rent and care for her daughter, and now she's one of the richest women in England and has raised and donated millions to various charities. she has also inspired countless children and adults, including me ;) to love reading and writing. although she could keep this wealth for herself and her family, she continues to help those in need.

JK Rowling has struggled through tough times in her life, including depression and the death of her mother, who sadly never got a chance to hear about her daughter's success. while writing her first book, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, JK Rowling suffered from clinical depression. the only thing that saved her from committing suicide was her daughter, Jessica. she fought through her depression and proved that people should never give up on finding happiness in life.

JK Rowling has gone to great lengths for charity. she has donated special editions and signed copies of her books to be auctioned off for charity. she supports nine charities and co-founded the Children’s High Level Group. JK Rowling is continually finding ways to help people in need. she could easily relax and enjoy her comfortable life, but she carries on using her astounding writing talent to help make the world a better place.

the Harry Potter books have helped to rekindle the world’s love of reading. I wasn’t into reading until I started Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone when I was 16. since then, JK Rowling’s books have helped me discover not only that reading is fun, but that writing is too. ever since I read her series, I consider writing to be just as enjoyable as playing computer games or watching TV.

a hero is someone who not only succeeds in his or her own life, but who also uses that success to help others. heroes are ­inspirational people who have the ability to change the world. JK Rowling has all of these qualities and more. she has done so many great things with her success and fame. she inspires ­children and adults alike, and reminds us that reading and ­imagination are gifts. JK Rowling is my hero, and she is truly an inspiration.

Mischief Managed,

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This Short Story Just Broke Mah Feels T-T

hello, assalamualaikum bloggers! so here's my entry for my blog. it's about a short story made by an admin on a Harry Potter page. I wanted to share you guys about it cause the story was very heart-breaking and it also made me cry. yeahh, I first read it while I was on my way back from school in a bus. so yeah, I, uhh, kinda cried reading the story in the bus :p

and here's the story that I've mentioned earlier.

enjoyyy~ ♥

"My Lord .. ?" Severus whispered. He knew he'd be dying today, he just didn't think that it'd be like this. Alone, without seeing him, the boy, that stupid boy that he wanted to hug and strangle; kiss and kill.

In an instant, nagini had attacked, and Voldemort left him for dead in the boat house. Severus groaned; no one knew. No one would ever know. "Lily .." he whispered. "Lily I love you .. I did all this .. for you .. I'm sorry" he continued. 

He was thinking of something else to say, something that would make up for everything, when three people walked into the room not just any three people, THE three people. Harry, Hermione and Ronald. Harry was on the verge of tears, seeing Severus lying there. 

And it was then that the Slytherin gained a whole new respect for the trio. He saw them in a different light; hoe much pressure he had put on a boy that was thrown into a situation that wasm mostly his fault; how much he'd tormented a girl that just wanted to prove that she could be on top of things despite her parents; how much he'd snarled at a boy who'd just wanted to prove to his family that he was something, like everyone else. 

Severus watched as the boy who knew he'd murdered Dumbledore, mentor for all, attempted to keep him alive. The boy who'd copped nothing but shit from him for how he looked, was now the one with tears in his eyes. Those gorgeous, beautiful, amazing, perfect green eyes. It brought a tear to his own eye. 

Tears. That was it. Severus poured every ounce of memory he'd ever shared with Lily, every conversation with Dumbledore that would explain everything, every ounce of emotion he felt into his tears. Harry needed to know. After all this, he deserved to know. 

And then he started to close his eyes. This was it. In the company of the Golden Trio, Severus Snape would finally die. He just had to see them one more time. His eyes, HER eyes. "Look at .. me" he whispered hoarsely. Harry obliged. His last words to anyone; a plea to see the eyes that he'd fallen in love with. And then he sighed, plummeting to an ever-lasting sleep. 

Lily .. 

soooooo~ did I just broke your feels? :p I hope you enjoyed reading it. heh heh heh :3


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