OK, I'm somewhat a newbie to writing Fanfiction of any kind, let alone Harry Potter fanfiction. I've read a great deal of it, however, so there's hope for me yet.
I've always loved slash fanfiction, and am a particular fan of Ginny/Draco and ofcourse, Harry/Hermione.
THIS FANFIC IS SET POST BOOK 5.
So, gentle reader, please, read on....
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I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS. If I did, I would be a lot richer, and more powerful than you.
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Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. The clock behind Harry's head monotoned repeatedly, as the seconds passed in silence. Harry's eyes stayed fixed on the floor, focused on a darkened patch.
"Ahem." Dr. Plum coughed. Harry's eyes flicked up, taking in the doctor's patient, cherry red face. The doctor smiled at him.
"So, Harry," he began in a thick German accent. "Vhy don't you tell me vot is vong?"
Harry shifted in his seat, and his gaze returned to the ground. He shook his head.
"Harry, do you know vhy you are here?" The doctor asked. Harry shrugged, and mumbled: "You think I'm crazy."
A strained look passed briefly over Dr. Plum's face, but he hid it. "Harry, ve do not think you are... crazy. That is such a harsh vord... ve merely think you need someone to... talk to. Ya."
"Sure." Harry muttered. He looked the doctor straight in the eye. "I'm not crazy. I have never been crazy. I can show you."
Harry got to his feet, and reached behind him, grabbing his wand from his back pocket. The doctor stood. "Harry." Harry stepped back, and pushed the wand towards the doctor's throat.
"Doctor. Is this something a crazy person would do?" He asked, pointing his wand at the doctor's jugular. The doctor tried to move back, but found he couldn't move.
"Harry?" He warned.
"Avanda Kedavara." Green light filled the room, and the doctor fell back. Harry put his wand back in his jeans pocket and stepped over the doctor.
"Goodbye doc."
I've always loved slash fanfiction, and am a particular fan of Ginny/Draco and ofcourse, Harry/Hermione.
THIS FANFIC IS SET POST BOOK 5.
So, gentle reader, please, read on....
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I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS. If I did, I would be a lot richer, and more powerful than you.
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Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. The clock behind Harry's head monotoned repeatedly, as the seconds passed in silence. Harry's eyes stayed fixed on the floor, focused on a darkened patch.
"Ahem." Dr. Plum coughed. Harry's eyes flicked up, taking in the doctor's patient, cherry red face. The doctor smiled at him.
"So, Harry," he began in a thick German accent. "Vhy don't you tell me vot is vong?"
Harry shifted in his seat, and his gaze returned to the ground. He shook his head.
"Harry, do you know vhy you are here?" The doctor asked. Harry shrugged, and mumbled: "You think I'm crazy."
A strained look passed briefly over Dr. Plum's face, but he hid it. "Harry, ve do not think you are... crazy. That is such a harsh vord... ve merely think you need someone to... talk to. Ya."
"Sure." Harry muttered. He looked the doctor straight in the eye. "I'm not crazy. I have never been crazy. I can show you."
Harry got to his feet, and reached behind him, grabbing his wand from his back pocket. The doctor stood. "Harry." Harry stepped back, and pushed the wand towards the doctor's throat.
"Doctor. Is this something a crazy person would do?" He asked, pointing his wand at the doctor's jugular. The doctor tried to move back, but found he couldn't move.
"Harry?" He warned.
"Avanda Kedavara." Green light filled the room, and the doctor fell back. Harry put his wand back in his jeans pocket and stepped over the doctor.
"Goodbye doc."