A/N: So glad that you all enjoyed that strange bit of whatever that chapter was. Actually I'm not on any medication. (Surprise! Surprise!) But you guys made some interesting guesses. Good news, though! For those of you interested, Chapter six of Trial of a Death Eater should be out sometime betwen now and Friday. Chapter 6 of Can't Say We Didn't Try, a Justin/Harry fic, should be out in a week or so. ^_^ I'm busy again, m'dears!
Thank you MiniMe, Pepperjack Candy, Sandra Solaria Dees, cutiechelsey, Zoe (*hug*), Silverfox (I'll see what I can do about Sev.), Sissi Weasley, Min_1979, RandomThought, Myst (42!!! It has a kind of cult significance among my circle of friends.), necromancer9, Merii, and courteney.
For Myst.
***
Tendrils of fog hovered over the grassy plain and wrapped around the figures of a small group of tiny wizards. They huddled closer to the covered table in their midst. "Couldn't the author pick a slightly warmer spot to do this?" asked Complete Chaos, pulling his cloak tighter around him.
"It's about atmosphere, which you've just effectively destroyed," Depth snapped.
"Atmosphere, my foot. How are we supposed to see in this?" Pointlessness inquired, trying in vain to wave away the mist.
"Shut up," Plot said. "Just go with it." Confusion felt a hand on his arm and looked down to see Trouble's eyes wide with worry.
"Can't we stop this?" she asked. He shook his head.
"We've tried to get them to reconsider, but they won't do it. Those two have got skulls of granite; nothing gets through."
"I heard that," Complication muttered.
Order rolled her eyes and pulled back the velvet covering on the table, revealing a selection of markers.
"Choose," she said. Complication thought carefully and chose a red marker. Pointlessness chose black. "Ready?" Both wizards nodded. Order clapped her hands and both markers transfigured into rapiers in their bearers' hands. A small space cleared in the fog. Complication unfastened his cloak and let it fall to the side, face set. Pointlessness did the same and both took their place inside the clearing. "On guard. Go!" The clang of metal against metal rang out and was swallowed by the fog. Lunge. Parry. Attack. Retreat. Parry. Attack. Pointlessness was slow with the parry and Complication's blade made a shallow cut on his cheek. Trouble gasped as a thin trickle of blood ran down his face and then sighed in relief when it turned into a line of red ink.
Attack. Parry. Riposte. Beat. Attack. Parry. Attack. Parry. Thrust. Complication jumped back, holding his side. He had been stabbed. The red seeped through his fingers and after a few seconds became a blotch of ink on his robe. They continued. Several wounds later, all the witnesses were wondering how the combatants had strength to stand. Parry. Attack. Sidestep. Stumble. Flash of light as the sword blade was raised-
"Stop!" two voices cried in unison. Out of the fog stepped a witch and a wizard in plaid robes. For the longest time nobody said anything. Trouble gave a cry of alarm. Both duelists had passed out.
*
Seamus was supposed to meet Lavender in the library. On his way there, he passed the defense against Dark Arts classroom. He peeped inside. Bill was there, arranging some books on a shelf. Seamus grinned to himself and entered the room soundlessly. He crept up behind Bill..."Hi!" Bill jumped and spun around.
"Seamus! Don't do that. You nearly gave me a heart attack." Seamus laughed.
"Watcha doing?"
"Organizing my bookshelf. Can I help you?"
"I cam to file a complaint." Bill wrinkled his brow.
"A complaint?" he echoed.
"About tonight's homework."
"What about it?"
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to write a three-foot essay in one night?"
"Well-"
"And it's not just tonight either. What about that two-foot summary on banshees? The chapter was only 4 pages long!"
"I could've sworn it was longer..." Bill muttered looking around for the book.
"You and every other teacher have gone homework-happy! What I want to know is this: How the hell am I supposed to plan a seduction with all this homework?" Seamus demanded.
"A wh-what?" stuttered Bill, almost incapable of speech.
"A seduction. Surely you've heard of them before."
"I'm familiar with the term," Bill replied, swallowing.
"If you aren't, you will be. Trust me," Seamus replied with a wicked grin. Bill blushed. Seamus laughed. "You're cute when you're flustered."
"Seamus-"
"yes, Bill?"
"Never mind."
"I'll be back for you later. Regrettably, I have to meet Lavender in the library right now," Seamus said, delighting in the way Bill turned pale when he said he would be returning. He continued on his way, leaving a very nervous Bill wondering how on earth he was going to concentrate on grading papers and if he should be scared yet.
***
So...who stopped the duel? Will Seamus succeed? Review, darlings! All feedback is appreciated.
Love,
J. Silver
Thank you MiniMe, Pepperjack Candy, Sandra Solaria Dees, cutiechelsey, Zoe (*hug*), Silverfox (I'll see what I can do about Sev.), Sissi Weasley, Min_1979, RandomThought, Myst (42!!! It has a kind of cult significance among my circle of friends.), necromancer9, Merii, and courteney.
For Myst.
***
Tendrils of fog hovered over the grassy plain and wrapped around the figures of a small group of tiny wizards. They huddled closer to the covered table in their midst. "Couldn't the author pick a slightly warmer spot to do this?" asked Complete Chaos, pulling his cloak tighter around him.
"It's about atmosphere, which you've just effectively destroyed," Depth snapped.
"Atmosphere, my foot. How are we supposed to see in this?" Pointlessness inquired, trying in vain to wave away the mist.
"Shut up," Plot said. "Just go with it." Confusion felt a hand on his arm and looked down to see Trouble's eyes wide with worry.
"Can't we stop this?" she asked. He shook his head.
"We've tried to get them to reconsider, but they won't do it. Those two have got skulls of granite; nothing gets through."
"I heard that," Complication muttered.
Order rolled her eyes and pulled back the velvet covering on the table, revealing a selection of markers.
"Choose," she said. Complication thought carefully and chose a red marker. Pointlessness chose black. "Ready?" Both wizards nodded. Order clapped her hands and both markers transfigured into rapiers in their bearers' hands. A small space cleared in the fog. Complication unfastened his cloak and let it fall to the side, face set. Pointlessness did the same and both took their place inside the clearing. "On guard. Go!" The clang of metal against metal rang out and was swallowed by the fog. Lunge. Parry. Attack. Retreat. Parry. Attack. Pointlessness was slow with the parry and Complication's blade made a shallow cut on his cheek. Trouble gasped as a thin trickle of blood ran down his face and then sighed in relief when it turned into a line of red ink.
Attack. Parry. Riposte. Beat. Attack. Parry. Attack. Parry. Thrust. Complication jumped back, holding his side. He had been stabbed. The red seeped through his fingers and after a few seconds became a blotch of ink on his robe. They continued. Several wounds later, all the witnesses were wondering how the combatants had strength to stand. Parry. Attack. Sidestep. Stumble. Flash of light as the sword blade was raised-
"Stop!" two voices cried in unison. Out of the fog stepped a witch and a wizard in plaid robes. For the longest time nobody said anything. Trouble gave a cry of alarm. Both duelists had passed out.
*
Seamus was supposed to meet Lavender in the library. On his way there, he passed the defense against Dark Arts classroom. He peeped inside. Bill was there, arranging some books on a shelf. Seamus grinned to himself and entered the room soundlessly. He crept up behind Bill..."Hi!" Bill jumped and spun around.
"Seamus! Don't do that. You nearly gave me a heart attack." Seamus laughed.
"Watcha doing?"
"Organizing my bookshelf. Can I help you?"
"I cam to file a complaint." Bill wrinkled his brow.
"A complaint?" he echoed.
"About tonight's homework."
"What about it?"
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to write a three-foot essay in one night?"
"Well-"
"And it's not just tonight either. What about that two-foot summary on banshees? The chapter was only 4 pages long!"
"I could've sworn it was longer..." Bill muttered looking around for the book.
"You and every other teacher have gone homework-happy! What I want to know is this: How the hell am I supposed to plan a seduction with all this homework?" Seamus demanded.
"A wh-what?" stuttered Bill, almost incapable of speech.
"A seduction. Surely you've heard of them before."
"I'm familiar with the term," Bill replied, swallowing.
"If you aren't, you will be. Trust me," Seamus replied with a wicked grin. Bill blushed. Seamus laughed. "You're cute when you're flustered."
"Seamus-"
"yes, Bill?"
"Never mind."
"I'll be back for you later. Regrettably, I have to meet Lavender in the library right now," Seamus said, delighting in the way Bill turned pale when he said he would be returning. He continued on his way, leaving a very nervous Bill wondering how on earth he was going to concentrate on grading papers and if he should be scared yet.
***
So...who stopped the duel? Will Seamus succeed? Review, darlings! All feedback is appreciated.
Love,
J. Silver