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When I say someone's "Angle" it means writing it as if you are focusing on a certain character, but not writing in first person Narrative. - You'll understand as I go along. I hope.
Vision by Rowena S
The Quidditch Match (Draco's Angle)
The match was as routine as ever. Draco, circling above the other players had a good view of the action but his eyes couldn't stop drifting towards his raven-haired opponent cirling beneath him, his scarlet robes billowing out behing him.
//Even through that robe you can see he has a nice body// mused Draco //Muscled, but slim.//
A shout from the crowd snapped him back to reality and he found himself following Harry in persuit of the golden snitch.
CRACK
A bludger came hurtling towards Harry's heas- it was going to hit him!
//NO!// Draco screamed inwardly putting on an extra burst of speed and stopping at such an angle that the bludger would hit-
There was a sound of splintering wood.
The bludger had cracked Draco's broom in two and he was falling.
//This is for the best//
Harry extended a hand to save him. Draco shifted away from his grasp.
//No! No-one's going to save me// thought Draco and as he locked eyes with Harry a smile appeared on his face.
//At least he'll be the last thing I'll ever see//
When I say someone's "Angle" it means writing it as if you are focusing on a certain character, but not writing in first person Narrative. - You'll understand as I go along. I hope.
Vision by Rowena S
The Quidditch Match (Draco's Angle)
The match was as routine as ever. Draco, circling above the other players had a good view of the action but his eyes couldn't stop drifting towards his raven-haired opponent cirling beneath him, his scarlet robes billowing out behing him.
//Even through that robe you can see he has a nice body// mused Draco //Muscled, but slim.//
A shout from the crowd snapped him back to reality and he found himself following Harry in persuit of the golden snitch.
CRACK
A bludger came hurtling towards Harry's heas- it was going to hit him!
//NO!// Draco screamed inwardly putting on an extra burst of speed and stopping at such an angle that the bludger would hit-
There was a sound of splintering wood.
The bludger had cracked Draco's broom in two and he was falling.
//This is for the best//
Harry extended a hand to save him. Draco shifted away from his grasp.
//No! No-one's going to save me// thought Draco and as he locked eyes with Harry a smile appeared on his face.
//At least he'll be the last thing I'll ever see//