Chapter 1.6 Adventures in Obvious Fanfiction Plotlines (AIOFFP:1.6)
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(check the awesomeosity)
The first hour of the day was finally and gratefully over. Our two main characters, who would be Harry and Draco, made their ways back to their common rooms to rest a bit before lunch. Both having had nothing but toast for breakfast, they were rather hungry.
(since when is toast insufficient?)
Laying his bookbag by his bed, Harry sighed and streched his arms. He hadn't been getting enough sleep lately, what with his strange dreams and all. Ron noticed his yawn.
"Gee Harry, one would think you hadn't gone to bed early the past three nights."
(Ron. can't get anything by that one now can you?)
"Urgh, I've just been having some slight insomnia issues."
"Maybe you should go she Madam Pomfrey. I'm sure she'd give you something that would..."
"Maybe there just isn't a magical cure for everything!" Harry cut him off grumpily.
Ron huffed slightly and then turned around and went back down to the Common Room leaving a slightly perturbed Harry in his wake.
(come on, what kind of story would this be if they didn't get into some pointless fight and Hermione had to play go-between? That's right, an original one.)
Harry considered, he could go down and apologize for blowing up, but then he would probably have to go to the Hospital Wing, and the last thing he wanted to have to do was explain to Madam Pomfrey about his dreams. No, it was better to let Ron huff it off and pretend nothing ever happened.
The green-eyed-boy's stomach growled. Time for lunch. He went down to the common room to meet Ron and Hermione, but they had already left. Perplexed, he made his way down by himself. Perhaps he had upset Ron more than he thought.
(no, really? Ronnie's a bit over-protective of the wizarding world if you hadn't noticed, Hair.)
~SLYTHERIN~
(oh man. oh man.)
Draco and his thugs returned to their common room in kind of a drugged stupor one gets when one is locked in a room with Trelawny for too long.
(i wonder how that could have happened...)
"I wonder what's for lunch today." Crabbe commented.
"I don't know," Goyle said, "Draco, do you know?"
"No." Draco responded coldly and wished they would stop talking about food. They had actually eaten more than half a peice of toast for breakfast.
(more like 30)
They slouched in some easy chairs for a few minutes.
(tick tock tick tock)
"Okay guys, lunch time." Draco said, and they marched to the Great Hall in formation.
(it would be real hot if they joined the army. marines. air force. of course. yes sir!)
(if you didn't get that you can just ignore it.)
~LUNCH~
(*jumps up and down and runs around in circles*)
Draco and Co. walked into the Great Hall right behind Hermione and Ron. Draco wondered where Harry was but didn't dwell on it lest Crabbe and Goyle notice the misty look in his eyes.
(i'm gonna cry it's just so touching.)
They sat at their respective tables and Harry came in about a minute later.
(no. f-ing. way.)
Dumbledore got up and everyone immediately shut up. "I must inform you of a small issue in the kitchens. Therefore we will have nothing but toast and purple slushie until further notice."
Ron elbowed Hermione, "Have you been telling them to strike again? If i didn't know better..."
(since when does Ron give lectures...?)
Hermione smiled smugly and buttered her toast.
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Oh man, the drama.
tune in sometime late july for chapter 1.7, as i am going to Spanish Camp for a month starting next week, so unless i am suddenly inspired to write sometime in the next seven days... which hey, i might be, it'll be a month.
CIAO I LOVE YOU. (ESP IF YOU REVIEW)
[audig]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(check the awesomeosity)
The first hour of the day was finally and gratefully over. Our two main characters, who would be Harry and Draco, made their ways back to their common rooms to rest a bit before lunch. Both having had nothing but toast for breakfast, they were rather hungry.
(since when is toast insufficient?)
Laying his bookbag by his bed, Harry sighed and streched his arms. He hadn't been getting enough sleep lately, what with his strange dreams and all. Ron noticed his yawn.
"Gee Harry, one would think you hadn't gone to bed early the past three nights."
(Ron. can't get anything by that one now can you?)
"Urgh, I've just been having some slight insomnia issues."
"Maybe you should go she Madam Pomfrey. I'm sure she'd give you something that would..."
"Maybe there just isn't a magical cure for everything!" Harry cut him off grumpily.
Ron huffed slightly and then turned around and went back down to the Common Room leaving a slightly perturbed Harry in his wake.
(come on, what kind of story would this be if they didn't get into some pointless fight and Hermione had to play go-between? That's right, an original one.)
Harry considered, he could go down and apologize for blowing up, but then he would probably have to go to the Hospital Wing, and the last thing he wanted to have to do was explain to Madam Pomfrey about his dreams. No, it was better to let Ron huff it off and pretend nothing ever happened.
The green-eyed-boy's stomach growled. Time for lunch. He went down to the common room to meet Ron and Hermione, but they had already left. Perplexed, he made his way down by himself. Perhaps he had upset Ron more than he thought.
(no, really? Ronnie's a bit over-protective of the wizarding world if you hadn't noticed, Hair.)
~SLYTHERIN~
(oh man. oh man.)
Draco and his thugs returned to their common room in kind of a drugged stupor one gets when one is locked in a room with Trelawny for too long.
(i wonder how that could have happened...)
"I wonder what's for lunch today." Crabbe commented.
"I don't know," Goyle said, "Draco, do you know?"
"No." Draco responded coldly and wished they would stop talking about food. They had actually eaten more than half a peice of toast for breakfast.
(more like 30)
They slouched in some easy chairs for a few minutes.
(tick tock tick tock)
"Okay guys, lunch time." Draco said, and they marched to the Great Hall in formation.
(it would be real hot if they joined the army. marines. air force. of course. yes sir!)
(if you didn't get that you can just ignore it.)
~LUNCH~
(*jumps up and down and runs around in circles*)
Draco and Co. walked into the Great Hall right behind Hermione and Ron. Draco wondered where Harry was but didn't dwell on it lest Crabbe and Goyle notice the misty look in his eyes.
(i'm gonna cry it's just so touching.)
They sat at their respective tables and Harry came in about a minute later.
(no. f-ing. way.)
Dumbledore got up and everyone immediately shut up. "I must inform you of a small issue in the kitchens. Therefore we will have nothing but toast and purple slushie until further notice."
Ron elbowed Hermione, "Have you been telling them to strike again? If i didn't know better..."
(since when does Ron give lectures...?)
Hermione smiled smugly and buttered her toast.
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Oh man, the drama.
tune in sometime late july for chapter 1.7, as i am going to Spanish Camp for a month starting next week, so unless i am suddenly inspired to write sometime in the next seven days... which hey, i might be, it'll be a month.
CIAO I LOVE YOU. (ESP IF YOU REVIEW)
[audig]
