a/n: This is my second attempt at a fanfic. It's a bit darker than my
other one (so far at least) but probably won't be as graphic as A Fire
Within will turn out to be. The true pairings won't be revealed until
probably the last installment but I haven't decided. Also people might
be somewhat disappointed in the lack of pronouns outside of the quotes
but there are some. The reason for this is that is started out as a
creative writing assignment for my English class and my teacher would
have frowned upon any mention of homosexuality (at least I think he
would've) At any rate it doesn't matter because I'm pretty happy with
what I've written so far.
Title: A Shot in the Dark Rating: R Pairing: TBA Spoiler: Harry Potter 1-4 Warning: Violence (implied and graphic), Slash (implied m/m) Disclaimer: I think J.K. Rowling would probably be very upset if she knew what I have in store for her characters.
Chapter 1: Of Dungeons and Dragons
"But enough about me. What do you like to do in your spare time?"
"Well I can tell you one thing, it doesn't involve being chained to a wall."
"Haven't I been a good host? I'm sorry if the accommodations are not to your liking."
"No, it's ok, really. I rather enjoy being stripped of most of my clothes and beaten with a bullwhip within an inch of my life. Thanks for reviving me by the way."
"Don't mention it. I mean, it's not everyday that I have a guest as 'famous' as you."
A brief silence permeates the room. All that can be heard is breathing. The hostage speaks.
"When?"
"When, what?"
"When is He coming to get me?"
"Don't presume that you know my intentions. You would find yourself wrong all too often."
"Then. you aren't working for Him."
"At the present, I am not."
"Why, then?"
"Why not? I thought you would've been the first to figure this one out."
"Cut the crap. What do you want with me?"
"I want nothing from you, except Ron. He would never abandon you. So we're just going to sit back and play the waiting game."
"What do you want with Ron?"
"I don't believe you want to know."
"Try me."
"Suit yourself. When he gets here to rescue his beloved friend, you, he will be greeted with the same hospitality that you were."
"In other words, you're going to chain him up and beat him senseless."
"Nothing gets by you."
"One thing does. Why Ron?"
"You really don't know, do you? All right, how do I start? What is His one weakness?"
"Me?"
"Very good. In failing to kill you, numerous times I might add, He has lost strength. Now, what is your one weakness?"
"Fame?"
"You fool! Fame is not weakness! Fame is Power! And Power is Glory!"
"Fine, then you tell me what it is."
"Ron."
"Ron?!"
To Be Continued.
a/n: What did you think? Should I continue? Is the lack of names and pronouns confusing? Please read and review. I promise the next chapter will be longer but I can't say the same about any of the subsequent chapters yet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Helga of Wurm~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Title: A Shot in the Dark Rating: R Pairing: TBA Spoiler: Harry Potter 1-4 Warning: Violence (implied and graphic), Slash (implied m/m) Disclaimer: I think J.K. Rowling would probably be very upset if she knew what I have in store for her characters.
Chapter 1: Of Dungeons and Dragons
"But enough about me. What do you like to do in your spare time?"
"Well I can tell you one thing, it doesn't involve being chained to a wall."
"Haven't I been a good host? I'm sorry if the accommodations are not to your liking."
"No, it's ok, really. I rather enjoy being stripped of most of my clothes and beaten with a bullwhip within an inch of my life. Thanks for reviving me by the way."
"Don't mention it. I mean, it's not everyday that I have a guest as 'famous' as you."
A brief silence permeates the room. All that can be heard is breathing. The hostage speaks.
"When?"
"When, what?"
"When is He coming to get me?"
"Don't presume that you know my intentions. You would find yourself wrong all too often."
"Then. you aren't working for Him."
"At the present, I am not."
"Why, then?"
"Why not? I thought you would've been the first to figure this one out."
"Cut the crap. What do you want with me?"
"I want nothing from you, except Ron. He would never abandon you. So we're just going to sit back and play the waiting game."
"What do you want with Ron?"
"I don't believe you want to know."
"Try me."
"Suit yourself. When he gets here to rescue his beloved friend, you, he will be greeted with the same hospitality that you were."
"In other words, you're going to chain him up and beat him senseless."
"Nothing gets by you."
"One thing does. Why Ron?"
"You really don't know, do you? All right, how do I start? What is His one weakness?"
"Me?"
"Very good. In failing to kill you, numerous times I might add, He has lost strength. Now, what is your one weakness?"
"Fame?"
"You fool! Fame is not weakness! Fame is Power! And Power is Glory!"
"Fine, then you tell me what it is."
"Ron."
"Ron?!"
To Be Continued.
a/n: What did you think? Should I continue? Is the lack of names and pronouns confusing? Please read and review. I promise the next chapter will be longer but I can't say the same about any of the subsequent chapters yet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Helga of Wurm~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~