Obligatory Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series, nor do I wish I owned them. Imagine what the literary world would have to deal with if I did. All the recalls of published editions and what not! Chaos!
Requesting: A Beta, and Criticism. (and someone to stop me from being weird)
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Break's over, guys.
Pet, you ready? Great!
Let's roll! Chapter One, Scene One!
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Chapter One, START
Scene One –Grudgingly Yours?-
Well, what are you waiting for? Sit down! The chairs are perfectly dirt-free, I assure you. In fact, you might even be grimier than it. You say you're clean? My point exactly. Oh, you don't get it, do you? Oh well. Some tea, perhaps? Earl Grey? I approve. Here you go. Stop fidgeting and stealing looks into the living room. Now, what had I been thinking of doing? Ah yes. Time for a little confrontation.
First off, I'd like you to know that I've had enough of you. Stop looking so innocently at me. Puppy-dog eyes won't work. Stalking the house, indeed! As if we were some kind of suspicious household that had to be constantly monitored.
So. Spill. What business have you here, huh? Hrrmph. You look surprised to have the door pulled on you. You shouldn't be. I don't take kindly to being under surveillance, and the fact that I've been seeing you stand out here for the past hour or so, staring at my house, does not help one bit. You look surprised that I noticed you at all. Hrrmph. As if I wouldn't notice a stranger on my flowerbeds. Mighty distracting when I'm supposed to be waiting for Vernon to come back from work, don't you think so? And such a scandalous presence you are. Everyone will be wondering who you are, and whether you're another long-lost relation. Oh my god, are you? A relation, I mean. No? Good. I didn't think that you would be anyway.
What is it, child? Speak up. I can't hear mumbles, you know.
Ah… I see. You came here because you've been wondering about me. I suppose that the old meddling Merlin-wannabe at that wizards' school let drop something about the truth in our whole bungled-up situation. How just like him. Running around and ruining other people's lives without concern. Pah. But since you're here, and the others are all out, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to share a bit of my past with you. Just a bit, mind. I wouldn't, not ordinarily, just it's been so long since I had a chance to draw the curtain on my past. You understand.
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Scene 1, END
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Cut! Nice work, people.
Now, sepia tones ready for flashback scenes? Yes?
Okay, Scene 2 starts whenever you're ready!