Hey, I'm TheShadowChild7.

I have an affinity for stories about the Black family. I believe the Blacks are the most intriguing family in the HP universe. Toujours Púr.

My favourite HP characters are:

1. Sirius Black
2. Bellatrix Lestrange
3. Nymphadora Tonks
4. Regulus Black
5. Severus Snape
6. Andromeda Tonks
7. Minerva McGonagall
8. Lily Evans
9. Fred and George Weasley
10. Ginny Weasley
11. Dobby

"But this is touching, Severus," said Dumbledore seriously. "Have you grown to care for the boy after all?"
"For him?" shouted Snape. "Expecto Patronum!"
From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe: She landed on the office floor, bounded once across the office, and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
"After all this time?"
"Always," said Snape. -Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape

"If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals." -Sirius Black

"We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are." -Sirius Black to Harry Potter

My name is Luke. Honestly, I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep up with this diary. My life is pretty crazy. But I promised the old man I would try. After what happened today…well, I owe him. My hands are shaking as I sit here on guard duty. I can’t get the horrible images out of my head. I've got a few hours until the girls wake up. Maybe if I write down the story, I’ll be able to put it behind me. I should probably start with the magic goat...

Luke Castellan was the real hero of Olympus. He made mistakes, but in the end he proved just how good he was by sacrificing himself to save the world.

Favourite PJO/HoO characters:

1. Luke Castellan
2. Thalia Grace
3. Grover Underwood
4. Zoe Nightshade (Hated her until she died... Sorry!)
5. Bianca di Angelo

End Mary Sues/Gary Stus/Marty Sams! They are a disgrace to the Percy Jackson fandom! I love 'Other Characters,' and those who have happened to read any of my stories will know. I enjoy reading and writing about new characters in different FF categories, but honestly, PJO fans have taken this too bloody far. Why is it that every female OC just so happens to:

1. Have an appearance that would make Aphrodite blush in shame;
2. Have Athena's wisdom;
3. Be the bravest, most loyal, self-sacrificing, lovable creature on the planet;
4. Make every male character fall in love with her;
5. Be a child of the 'Big Three' and/or a virgin goddess;
6. Always be 16;
7. Have every bloody demigod power possible;
8. Have a tragic, heartbreaking past;
9. Swim like a child of Poseidon, steal like a child of Hermes, plan like a child of Athena, sing like a child of Apollo, fight like a child of Ares;
10. Be loved by everyone?

It's disgusting. Seriously. Stop it. It's lovely to have strong female characters, but don't overdo it.

End Mary Sues.

Favourite Hunger Games characters:

1. Haymitch Abernathy
2. Finnick Odair
3. Rue
4. Annie Cresta
5. Cinna
6. Gale Hawthorne

"Fire is catching! And if we burn, you burn with us!" -Katniss Everdeen to President Snow

"You've got about as much charm as a dead slug." -Haymitch Abernathy to Katniss Everdeen

"District Twelve. Where you can starve to death in safety." - Katniss Everdeen on District 12

"This is MAHOGANY!" -Effie Trinket to Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark

"It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart" -Finnick Odair

"I want to die as myself." -Peeta Mellark to Katniss Everdeen

"Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree."

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here,
No stranger would it be,
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. -The Hanging Tree

My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius,
commander of the armies of the north,
general of the Felix legions.
Loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius.
Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife.
And I will have my vengeance in this life or the next.

Mordred: (telepathically to Merlin) Goodbye, Emrys. I know that some day, we'll meet again.

Morgana: "I feel as though I somehow know Morgause"
Gaius: "I don't know how."

Morgana: From this day forward I do not know you. From this day forward, I disown you.
Uther: You will go to your chambers!
Morgana: And you Uther, you will go to hell.

Mordred: (Telepathically) I shall never forgive this Emrys. And I shall never forget. (Mordred runs off)

“The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real ... for a moment at least ... that long magic moment before we wake.

Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?

We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.

They can keep their heaven. When I die, I'd sooner go to middle Earth.”

- Quote by George R. R. Martin