I have actual good reasons for this delay!
First!) I found a job! I actually found a job! And now I work nine to five in an office building downtown. Yes, having a job rather blows and places time restrictions on my hectic life, but on the upside I'm getting paid! And now I shall have money to go to California for two weeks! And there's this hot Argentinean guy who always goes into the office for some reason! Huzzah to hot foreign men! He's seriously viscous choice hot, except that he took half my box of Everlasting Gobstoppers today, so phooey on him for that. But he's hot so I'll forgive him.
Second!) I got very, very tired of writing the story. Simple as that. The way the story was progressing was stale and unchallenging and I was having no fun writing it. So I just didn't write. When I did write, it was a chore. I had to force myself to do it, and that's never good.
Third!) I threw out my whole chapter plan for the foreseeable future. I had the next few episodes all planned out. They were basically the same as the last few, where everyone was still watching the movie. But then I realized that if I was having this much trouble reading it, then you guys would have just as much trouble reading it, so I said, "Fuck it!" and erased everything I had done. I started over; doing things that I thought would help make the story interesting again, as well as fun for me to write. So it took me a while to think of a new way to pick of the story and to make a non-awkward transition from the movie bit to character involvement.
Fourth) I'M BLIND! No, really. I got this weird thing in my eye. Corneal inflammation is what the doctor calls it. Anyway, what it means is that my right eye really, really hates light and I can't use my contacts. And I don't have a pair of back-up glasses. And without any sort of corrective lenses, I'm legally blind. So, as I type this, I have only one contact on and I have a splitting migraine because of the light from my computer screen and the fact that everything viewed through my right eye is a fuzzy mess. I'm only typing because I don't want to delay you guys any longer than I already have, plus I'm really excited about what I'm going to be doing with the story. Yay! Writing is fun again! Except for the blinding headache bit.
So here is the end result of all this. I haven't come up with anything to bridge the gap between where I am in the story and where I know the story should be. This is the beginning of a story arc that will hopefully take us through the rest of the duration of the movie and into the Rehearsal chapters. This is only the beginning.
Think of this chapter as an appetizer before the main course, or foreplay before real sex.
Hello to the imagery. Very nice.
Thanks for bearing with me and for supporting my ramblings. You truly are the best.
*****
Chapter 19: And Now For Something Completely Different
*****
"You know what?" Hermione once again leaned over Snape's lap, placing her hands just near enough to his special area to make him shift uncomfortably. She grinned innocently and pretended not to notice hoe the usually stoic potions master squirmed like a skewered snake under her subtle snuggling.
"What?
"I'm tired of the movie"
Me too" Ginny agreed heartily." As much fun as it is to yell things and watch Tim Curry sodomise Barry Bostwick, I think I'm up for other activities."
"Bugger this! Let's go do something else! It's still early!" Hermione jumped out of her seat and winked gaily at Professor Snape as she tried to step over his long legs. "Ah, the eternal question, professor. Will it be the ass or the crotch?"
"I can assure you, Miss Granger, that whichever you choose will be highly appreciated."
In the end, the ass won out.
Um, 'Mione? S'almost two in the morning." Neville spoke up hesitantly. As much as he wanted to escape the movie from hell, he wasn't sure a late evening out with a crazed Hermione would be any more wholesome or any less perverted.
"So? Still time for mischief, I think" Hermione winked saucily at him as she grabbed his arm and hauled him after her.
"Agreed!" Malfoy shouted, pumping the air with his fists, "Let's blow this Popsicle stand!"
"Oh, you children go on. Minerva and I will stay here and finish viewing the film." Dumbledore waved cheerily at them while the deputy headmistress sent silent please for help in their direction, which everyone cheerfully ignored.
"You coming, sir?" Hermione asked Snape.
He snorted and stood, carefully adjusting his short dress so that the least amount of his anatomy was covered. "And endure another minute of this hellish torture?" He asked sarcastically, "Not on your life"
"You do realize the other option is spending a Saturday night out with your least favorite students." Harry pointed out skeptically.
Snape nodded and replied, "Yes, but I consider it the lesser of the two evils. Don't do anything that would change that particular opinion, Potter, for the love of all you hold sacred."
"I shall strive to live up to your hellishly high expectations, though I have a sinking suspicion that you'll be sorely disappointed."
"It can't be any worse than discovering that I must sodomize both you and Malfoy"
"Really?" Ginny exclaimed disbelieving. "You actually think that's bad?! I'd look forward to that particular opportunity any day!"
Ron stared at her as if she had sprouted horns and begun to breathe fire. "I renounce you! You are dead to me!"
"Bite me," Ginny said sweetly, then squealed when Harry leaned over her and did exactly that.
"Oi! Harry, that's me sister you're nibbling on!" Ron tried to separate Harry's teeth from Ginny's neck, but failed.
Harry shrugged a shoulder and smiled with wicked red lips, "She offered"
"And if you don't lay off, Ronald, I'll let you know exactly what else I've offered!" Ginny's voice carried a warning tone.
Neville began to scream, "Must fight mental images! Must fight images!"
"Oh really know, Virginia. Like what?" Hermione knew it was wrong, but figured it would be worth it to see Ron's face when he heard Ginny's tasty description of how she was deflowered by the boy who lived.
"Well, the name 'Virginia' stopped being pertinent a long time ago. Right when Harry stuck his-"
"Images winning! Images winning!" Neville had curled into a fetal position on the floor and was now rocking aback and forth, sobbing loudly.
"Damn you! If there's anything I could live without knowing it is the mating habits of hormonal teenagers! now if you will not stop your lewd squabbling and get your hormonal arses out of this theatre right now, I swear to god, I will hex you all into next month and render you infertile for life!" Snape was foaming at the mouth, his hands clamped firmly over his ears.
"Jesus, Are all you Brits such Drama queens?" Dorie exclaimed, shepherding the group out of the theatre, "You couldn't have just said 'shut up and get the hell out'?"
"Miss Dorie, if you have nothing beneficial to add I suggest you keep your mouth shut. If you want to criticize my methods, fine. But you can keep your snide remarks to yourself. And while you're at it, don't criticize my methods!"
"Again with the usage of words! Couldn't you have just said 'Shut the hell up?"
"Shut. The. Hell. Up." Snape ground out from between clenched teeth. If his teeth had been made of charcoal, he would have a mouthful of diamonds right about now.
"Shutting." Dorie replied sweetly. "Notice the economy of phrasing there. 'Shutting.' Simple. Direct. Concise."
Remus and Sirius strove unceasingly not to snicker, as they restrained Severus from strangling their sarcastic tour guide.
"Um, where are we going?" Remus asked.
"The girls room"
"Why"
"We're to play a game."
"What kinda game?"
"I have never."
"Have never what?"
"Never mind."
*****
Next chapter is mostly a filler chapter where our heroes play a fun game of "I have never" while I come up with definite story lines. Thanks you and enjoy the show.
Be kind. Review.
First!) I found a job! I actually found a job! And now I work nine to five in an office building downtown. Yes, having a job rather blows and places time restrictions on my hectic life, but on the upside I'm getting paid! And now I shall have money to go to California for two weeks! And there's this hot Argentinean guy who always goes into the office for some reason! Huzzah to hot foreign men! He's seriously viscous choice hot, except that he took half my box of Everlasting Gobstoppers today, so phooey on him for that. But he's hot so I'll forgive him.
Second!) I got very, very tired of writing the story. Simple as that. The way the story was progressing was stale and unchallenging and I was having no fun writing it. So I just didn't write. When I did write, it was a chore. I had to force myself to do it, and that's never good.
Third!) I threw out my whole chapter plan for the foreseeable future. I had the next few episodes all planned out. They were basically the same as the last few, where everyone was still watching the movie. But then I realized that if I was having this much trouble reading it, then you guys would have just as much trouble reading it, so I said, "Fuck it!" and erased everything I had done. I started over; doing things that I thought would help make the story interesting again, as well as fun for me to write. So it took me a while to think of a new way to pick of the story and to make a non-awkward transition from the movie bit to character involvement.
Fourth) I'M BLIND! No, really. I got this weird thing in my eye. Corneal inflammation is what the doctor calls it. Anyway, what it means is that my right eye really, really hates light and I can't use my contacts. And I don't have a pair of back-up glasses. And without any sort of corrective lenses, I'm legally blind. So, as I type this, I have only one contact on and I have a splitting migraine because of the light from my computer screen and the fact that everything viewed through my right eye is a fuzzy mess. I'm only typing because I don't want to delay you guys any longer than I already have, plus I'm really excited about what I'm going to be doing with the story. Yay! Writing is fun again! Except for the blinding headache bit.
So here is the end result of all this. I haven't come up with anything to bridge the gap between where I am in the story and where I know the story should be. This is the beginning of a story arc that will hopefully take us through the rest of the duration of the movie and into the Rehearsal chapters. This is only the beginning.
Think of this chapter as an appetizer before the main course, or foreplay before real sex.
Hello to the imagery. Very nice.
Thanks for bearing with me and for supporting my ramblings. You truly are the best.
*****
Chapter 19: And Now For Something Completely Different
*****
"You know what?" Hermione once again leaned over Snape's lap, placing her hands just near enough to his special area to make him shift uncomfortably. She grinned innocently and pretended not to notice hoe the usually stoic potions master squirmed like a skewered snake under her subtle snuggling.
"What?
"I'm tired of the movie"
Me too" Ginny agreed heartily." As much fun as it is to yell things and watch Tim Curry sodomise Barry Bostwick, I think I'm up for other activities."
"Bugger this! Let's go do something else! It's still early!" Hermione jumped out of her seat and winked gaily at Professor Snape as she tried to step over his long legs. "Ah, the eternal question, professor. Will it be the ass or the crotch?"
"I can assure you, Miss Granger, that whichever you choose will be highly appreciated."
In the end, the ass won out.
Um, 'Mione? S'almost two in the morning." Neville spoke up hesitantly. As much as he wanted to escape the movie from hell, he wasn't sure a late evening out with a crazed Hermione would be any more wholesome or any less perverted.
"So? Still time for mischief, I think" Hermione winked saucily at him as she grabbed his arm and hauled him after her.
"Agreed!" Malfoy shouted, pumping the air with his fists, "Let's blow this Popsicle stand!"
"Oh, you children go on. Minerva and I will stay here and finish viewing the film." Dumbledore waved cheerily at them while the deputy headmistress sent silent please for help in their direction, which everyone cheerfully ignored.
"You coming, sir?" Hermione asked Snape.
He snorted and stood, carefully adjusting his short dress so that the least amount of his anatomy was covered. "And endure another minute of this hellish torture?" He asked sarcastically, "Not on your life"
"You do realize the other option is spending a Saturday night out with your least favorite students." Harry pointed out skeptically.
Snape nodded and replied, "Yes, but I consider it the lesser of the two evils. Don't do anything that would change that particular opinion, Potter, for the love of all you hold sacred."
"I shall strive to live up to your hellishly high expectations, though I have a sinking suspicion that you'll be sorely disappointed."
"It can't be any worse than discovering that I must sodomize both you and Malfoy"
"Really?" Ginny exclaimed disbelieving. "You actually think that's bad?! I'd look forward to that particular opportunity any day!"
Ron stared at her as if she had sprouted horns and begun to breathe fire. "I renounce you! You are dead to me!"
"Bite me," Ginny said sweetly, then squealed when Harry leaned over her and did exactly that.
"Oi! Harry, that's me sister you're nibbling on!" Ron tried to separate Harry's teeth from Ginny's neck, but failed.
Harry shrugged a shoulder and smiled with wicked red lips, "She offered"
"And if you don't lay off, Ronald, I'll let you know exactly what else I've offered!" Ginny's voice carried a warning tone.
Neville began to scream, "Must fight mental images! Must fight images!"
"Oh really know, Virginia. Like what?" Hermione knew it was wrong, but figured it would be worth it to see Ron's face when he heard Ginny's tasty description of how she was deflowered by the boy who lived.
"Well, the name 'Virginia' stopped being pertinent a long time ago. Right when Harry stuck his-"
"Images winning! Images winning!" Neville had curled into a fetal position on the floor and was now rocking aback and forth, sobbing loudly.
"Damn you! If there's anything I could live without knowing it is the mating habits of hormonal teenagers! now if you will not stop your lewd squabbling and get your hormonal arses out of this theatre right now, I swear to god, I will hex you all into next month and render you infertile for life!" Snape was foaming at the mouth, his hands clamped firmly over his ears.
"Jesus, Are all you Brits such Drama queens?" Dorie exclaimed, shepherding the group out of the theatre, "You couldn't have just said 'shut up and get the hell out'?"
"Miss Dorie, if you have nothing beneficial to add I suggest you keep your mouth shut. If you want to criticize my methods, fine. But you can keep your snide remarks to yourself. And while you're at it, don't criticize my methods!"
"Again with the usage of words! Couldn't you have just said 'Shut the hell up?"
"Shut. The. Hell. Up." Snape ground out from between clenched teeth. If his teeth had been made of charcoal, he would have a mouthful of diamonds right about now.
"Shutting." Dorie replied sweetly. "Notice the economy of phrasing there. 'Shutting.' Simple. Direct. Concise."
Remus and Sirius strove unceasingly not to snicker, as they restrained Severus from strangling their sarcastic tour guide.
"Um, where are we going?" Remus asked.
"The girls room"
"Why"
"We're to play a game."
"What kinda game?"
"I have never."
"Have never what?"
"Never mind."
*****
Next chapter is mostly a filler chapter where our heroes play a fun game of "I have never" while I come up with definite story lines. Thanks you and enjoy the show.
Be kind. Review.
