I'm baaack! Anywho,this is the debut(?) of my new story, How Authors Came to Be!
Basically, I'll be writing, mainly dabbles, aboutshow ourfavorite authors ACTUALLY came up with the ideas for they're stories.
And, naturally, I had to start off with J.K. Rowling, and the fantabulous world of Harry Potter!
Enjoy, and why not leave a review while you're at it?(;
It was a cheerful It was a cheerful Saturday afternoon, and Joanne had just left the house of a friend she worked with at the Daily Profit when she noticed a tall, black haired man staring at her across the road. Being the nice and clever person she had always been, she went to investigate.
"Hello, may I help you?" She asked.
When the man turned she felt a gasp escape her lips. It was- it was Harry Potter, himself!
"Actually," The boy who lived said, "I think you can. You are Joanne Rowling, right?"
"Yes, uh, yes I am!" Of course she couldn't help but lose focus for a moment; it was Harry Potter! She had never met him herself -but like the rest of the Wizarding world- she knew all about him.
"Nice to meet you! I'm Harry Potter," Harry said with a slight upturned grin.
"I know." She hoped she wasn't blushing. She probably was.
"Actually, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine, Rita Skeeter. She has an interesting idea about how she'd like to let the Muggle world know of the war and all, and I suggested that you could help her out."
"Really, me?"
"Of course! I read your stories all the time; my son Albus loves them!"
"Thank you very much, Harry. And, may I ask when this meeting with Rita Skeeter is?" Joanne asked, very curious about this job offer.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll find her soon. She should be here in about a minute or so. I thought I'd give you the heads up," replied Harry.
He disapperated , leaving Joanne wondering just what Rita Skeeter was going to want.
Well, in less than a decade the books were written.
And Harry Potter's story was indeed know by all of the Muggle world.
