It's a Wonderful Life
By: Chaser-Chick
(AN: If you've never seen the old 1946 movie "It's Wonderful Life" then you are truly missing out on a wonderful experience. I was watching it and got this crazy idea for a HP parody of it featuring, you guessed it, our own Ronald Weasley. So here it is, my first new story after my little break. It's a wonderful Life and Ronald Weasley is going to find out exactly why.)
An old wizard dressed in velvet blue robes splatter with tiny light that resembled stars sat around a huge crystal ball. Inside smoke swirled and changed colors. Faces appeared inside the smoke and vanished as soon as they had settled and another would surface from the recesses of the crystal ball. The old man peered into his crystal ball intently as the light cast shadows on his aged face making his wrinkles appear twice as large and outstanding.
The old man gazed upon the handsome face of a young man inside the swirling smoke and the crystal ball focused on the image of this man. He turned around and sighed, gazing off into space. It was a sad thing. This young man, who meant so much to this world, whose life had changed everything, was throwing away his greatest gift.
"Neville," he said heavily, "please come here."
A small pop sounded and a boy appeared in front of him. The boy looked nervous and tentative. His robes were black and hung unsettled off one shoulder, here and there were spots of dust gone unnoticed in his rush. The old wizard sighed as he looked over the boy.
"Sir, your greatness sir, whatever I did wrong I'll try to fix. I am so close to getting my wand finally. Please will try and fix it sir," the boy said quickly.
"Calm down Neville," the old man said sighing and peering into the crystal ball once again. "You are not here for anything wrong. Rather, the chance you've been waiting for. You see this man," he motioned toward the orb, "he is your chance at getting you wand. after all these years."
"Sir," the boy said, his eyes wide. "Sir, you don't know how happy this makes me. I'll get on it right away."
Neville smiled widely and bounded toward the door happily. He was finally getting his wand, after all the mistakes and potions went wrong. He was so happy that he didn't realize that he didn't have his assignment. The old man sighed and shook his head.
"Neville," the old man said sitting back down in his chair, "come here. I've yet to give you your assignment. Listen closely, it is very important that you help this man."
Neville reddened. "Right sir, I wasn't thinking."
Neville crossed the room straightening his robes as he did and stood by the glowing orb. The brilliant white light reflected off his young face and made the dirty spots on his black cloak show even more than usual. Neville looked into in and paused for a moment not sure of what to say.
"What am I looking for, sir?" He asked to the older man.
The old man next to him smirked. "Call me Merlin, Neville and you are looking at the life of this man. He's got friends, family, a family, everything a man could ask for and yet he does not see what he has. He only sees his problems. Your job is to make hi see these wonderful things about him and how wonderful his life is. And for a little background."
Merlin motioned toward the crystal ball and inside every thing appeared a soft white. In view rose a tall castle and a lake. Three friends ran across the field of white, skates in hand, smiling widely.
One had bushy brown hair that was pulled up in a messy ponytail, snowflakes falling on her pretty face of only 15 as she tried to keep up with her two best friends. The black-haired boy behind her raked his hand through his hair pushing it out of his face only for it to fall exactly where it had being, messier than before.
And in front him ran a tall red-haired boy who was just as important to the future as any but who, at the time, had not known this and even in present time, needed a little reminder.
To be continued.
(An: Okay, be honest and please review. I had serious writer's block and I'm hoping this will get me out of it. Please REIEW!)
By: Chaser-Chick
(AN: If you've never seen the old 1946 movie "It's Wonderful Life" then you are truly missing out on a wonderful experience. I was watching it and got this crazy idea for a HP parody of it featuring, you guessed it, our own Ronald Weasley. So here it is, my first new story after my little break. It's a wonderful Life and Ronald Weasley is going to find out exactly why.)
An old wizard dressed in velvet blue robes splatter with tiny light that resembled stars sat around a huge crystal ball. Inside smoke swirled and changed colors. Faces appeared inside the smoke and vanished as soon as they had settled and another would surface from the recesses of the crystal ball. The old man peered into his crystal ball intently as the light cast shadows on his aged face making his wrinkles appear twice as large and outstanding.
The old man gazed upon the handsome face of a young man inside the swirling smoke and the crystal ball focused on the image of this man. He turned around and sighed, gazing off into space. It was a sad thing. This young man, who meant so much to this world, whose life had changed everything, was throwing away his greatest gift.
"Neville," he said heavily, "please come here."
A small pop sounded and a boy appeared in front of him. The boy looked nervous and tentative. His robes were black and hung unsettled off one shoulder, here and there were spots of dust gone unnoticed in his rush. The old wizard sighed as he looked over the boy.
"Sir, your greatness sir, whatever I did wrong I'll try to fix. I am so close to getting my wand finally. Please will try and fix it sir," the boy said quickly.
"Calm down Neville," the old man said sighing and peering into the crystal ball once again. "You are not here for anything wrong. Rather, the chance you've been waiting for. You see this man," he motioned toward the orb, "he is your chance at getting you wand. after all these years."
"Sir," the boy said, his eyes wide. "Sir, you don't know how happy this makes me. I'll get on it right away."
Neville smiled widely and bounded toward the door happily. He was finally getting his wand, after all the mistakes and potions went wrong. He was so happy that he didn't realize that he didn't have his assignment. The old man sighed and shook his head.
"Neville," the old man said sitting back down in his chair, "come here. I've yet to give you your assignment. Listen closely, it is very important that you help this man."
Neville reddened. "Right sir, I wasn't thinking."
Neville crossed the room straightening his robes as he did and stood by the glowing orb. The brilliant white light reflected off his young face and made the dirty spots on his black cloak show even more than usual. Neville looked into in and paused for a moment not sure of what to say.
"What am I looking for, sir?" He asked to the older man.
The old man next to him smirked. "Call me Merlin, Neville and you are looking at the life of this man. He's got friends, family, a family, everything a man could ask for and yet he does not see what he has. He only sees his problems. Your job is to make hi see these wonderful things about him and how wonderful his life is. And for a little background."
Merlin motioned toward the crystal ball and inside every thing appeared a soft white. In view rose a tall castle and a lake. Three friends ran across the field of white, skates in hand, smiling widely.
One had bushy brown hair that was pulled up in a messy ponytail, snowflakes falling on her pretty face of only 15 as she tried to keep up with her two best friends. The black-haired boy behind her raked his hand through his hair pushing it out of his face only for it to fall exactly where it had being, messier than before.
And in front him ran a tall red-haired boy who was just as important to the future as any but who, at the time, had not known this and even in present time, needed a little reminder.
To be continued.
(An: Okay, be honest and please review. I had serious writer's block and I'm hoping this will get me out of it. Please REIEW!)