Here I am again. Rewriting. *sigh*
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"This is it. The day that we have all been waiting for. This is the day that we will find a winner among us. One that has worked his or her arse off to stay on this show as long as possible. The nominees are: Lady Keladry of Mindelan, Sir Nealan of Queenscove, Master Numair Salmalin, and King Jonathan of Conte. We will now, one by one, remove each person until the winner is found. Are you ready?" the host asks.
Kel grabs Neal's hand and nods.
Neal hopes for his name to be called so that he may be able to leave forever and never return. Parting is not such sweet sorrow.
Numair pulls a loose thread on shirt off. He fiddles with it.
Jon issigning an important document. A look at the document proves it to be divorce papers.
"When I call your name, please come up and place the Sorting Hat upon your head.....
The contestants are confused.
"Whoops! Wrong line...Sorry about that," the host says.
"Okay..."
"When I call your name, please stand and walk out the door." The host points to the door."Lady Keladry of Mindelan! You are out, with 9 points."
Kel bursts out crying. She exits the room.
"Next, Master Numair Salmalin, with 7 points."
Numair gets up and walks out the door andimmediately runs to find Daine.
"Now, with two remaining...." The host looks from Neal to Jon.
Neal looks up at the ceiling, oblivious to what's around him.
Jon is reading divorce papers.
"This is it. This shall reveal with winner. Between Neal and Jonathan. The winner is....."
Voices are heard.
"Bugger off, Potter!" Snape snarls.
"You sound like Wood!" Harry cries.
"Please leave me out of this," Oliver says quietly.
"What made you think Hermione was yours?" Harry demands.
"Well.......She..." Snape trails off but manages to hold his chin up.
"This is folly!" says Lupin. "Hermione was going out with that Krum boy..."
Ron grins evilly.
"But something happened to him..." Lupin trails off.
Ron tries to look innocent.
"Ron?" says Sirius. "What did you do to Krum?"
A sweatdrop of rolls down Ron's forehead. "Nothing......"
"You killed him, didn't you?" accuses Draco.
Oliver sits down beside Jon as the others bicker. "Divorce?"
Jon looks up. "Oh, yes. My wife was quite angry with me for something or other. So, then, the love of my life Alanna was angry at me. And so was the Wild Mage because she's friends with my wife Thayet. They all hated me."
"What did you do?"
"I forgot...Must not have been important, though. No matter."
"Anyway, I'm Oliver Wood."
Jon smiles. "I'm Jonathan the Third of Conte, King of Tortall."
"Tortall?"
"Don't ask." Jon looks at the bickering men. "What are they fighting about?"
"Hermione Granger. They all think she was in love with them. Only, Hermione was with a man named Viktor Krum. Only thing is, now he's dead. Draco Malfoy, the blonde, seems to think Ron Weasley, the one with the red hair, killed him out of jealousy. The boy with the glasses and black hair, that's Harry Potter, seems to think it unlikely that Hermione would ever love Severus Snape, the one with the greasy black hair."
Jon, completely lost, says, "I see..."
Ron, Lupin, Sirius, Draco, Harry, and Snape continue to bicker.
" QUIET!!!!!" the host cries.
All fall silent.
"All who know what Hogwarts is, leave. The Tortallans, you know who you are, stay. Seeing as there are only two of you....Well, never mind."
Harry Potter characters shuffle off, bickering softly.
"Now, where were we? Ah yes, and the winner is.....JONATHAN OF CONTE!!!"
Confetti falls around Jon.
" What happened?" asks Jon, confused.
"You won!"
"What'd I win?"
"The check."
"What check?"
The host hands over a check.
"Oh, THAT check..Well, thanks!" Jon runs off to saddle Darkness.
Neal pulls out black mustache and puts it on, along with a hat and sunglasses. He sneaks out with stealth. Whoosh.
I sigh. "That was fun.....I should do it again sometime....."
***
"This is it. The day that we have all been waiting for. This is the day that we will find a winner among us. One that has worked his or her arse off to stay on this show as long as possible. The nominees are: Lady Keladry of Mindelan, Sir Nealan of Queenscove, Master Numair Salmalin, and King Jonathan of Conte. We will now, one by one, remove each person until the winner is found. Are you ready?" the host asks.
Kel grabs Neal's hand and nods.
Neal hopes for his name to be called so that he may be able to leave forever and never return. Parting is not such sweet sorrow.
Numair pulls a loose thread on shirt off. He fiddles with it.
Jon issigning an important document. A look at the document proves it to be divorce papers.
"When I call your name, please come up and place the Sorting Hat upon your head.....
The contestants are confused.
"Whoops! Wrong line...Sorry about that," the host says.
"Okay..."
"When I call your name, please stand and walk out the door." The host points to the door."Lady Keladry of Mindelan! You are out, with 9 points."
Kel bursts out crying. She exits the room.
"Next, Master Numair Salmalin, with 7 points."
Numair gets up and walks out the door andimmediately runs to find Daine.
"Now, with two remaining...." The host looks from Neal to Jon.
Neal looks up at the ceiling, oblivious to what's around him.
Jon is reading divorce papers.
"This is it. This shall reveal with winner. Between Neal and Jonathan. The winner is....."
Voices are heard.
"Bugger off, Potter!" Snape snarls.
"You sound like Wood!" Harry cries.
"Please leave me out of this," Oliver says quietly.
"What made you think Hermione was yours?" Harry demands.
"Well.......She..." Snape trails off but manages to hold his chin up.
"This is folly!" says Lupin. "Hermione was going out with that Krum boy..."
Ron grins evilly.
"But something happened to him..." Lupin trails off.
Ron tries to look innocent.
"Ron?" says Sirius. "What did you do to Krum?"
A sweatdrop of rolls down Ron's forehead. "Nothing......"
"You killed him, didn't you?" accuses Draco.
Oliver sits down beside Jon as the others bicker. "Divorce?"
Jon looks up. "Oh, yes. My wife was quite angry with me for something or other. So, then, the love of my life Alanna was angry at me. And so was the Wild Mage because she's friends with my wife Thayet. They all hated me."
"What did you do?"
"I forgot...Must not have been important, though. No matter."
"Anyway, I'm Oliver Wood."
Jon smiles. "I'm Jonathan the Third of Conte, King of Tortall."
"Tortall?"
"Don't ask." Jon looks at the bickering men. "What are they fighting about?"
"Hermione Granger. They all think she was in love with them. Only, Hermione was with a man named Viktor Krum. Only thing is, now he's dead. Draco Malfoy, the blonde, seems to think Ron Weasley, the one with the red hair, killed him out of jealousy. The boy with the glasses and black hair, that's Harry Potter, seems to think it unlikely that Hermione would ever love Severus Snape, the one with the greasy black hair."
Jon, completely lost, says, "I see..."
Ron, Lupin, Sirius, Draco, Harry, and Snape continue to bicker.
" QUIET!!!!!" the host cries.
All fall silent.
"All who know what Hogwarts is, leave. The Tortallans, you know who you are, stay. Seeing as there are only two of you....Well, never mind."
Harry Potter characters shuffle off, bickering softly.
"Now, where were we? Ah yes, and the winner is.....JONATHAN OF CONTE!!!"
Confetti falls around Jon.
" What happened?" asks Jon, confused.
"You won!"
"What'd I win?"
"The check."
"What check?"
The host hands over a check.
"Oh, THAT check..Well, thanks!" Jon runs off to saddle Darkness.
Neal pulls out black mustache and puts it on, along with a hat and sunglasses. He sneaks out with stealth. Whoosh.
I sigh. "That was fun.....I should do it again sometime....."