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When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many random works-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.
I really, really hope it will. The want to write has returned lately, but it didn't bring the Muse back. Sigh.
Tekken fandom:
Attempted sequel to A Night In The City, meant to be a quite long Julia/Hwoarang story.
“Was that Hwoarang?” Xiaoyu asked when he left, looking disgusted. Julia was puzzled to see her expression.
“Yeah... You know him?”
“By reputation. He’s a gang leader somewhere in South Korea.”
“Oh...” she said as she looked at his general direction, but there were many people blocking her view. “I’d figured he wasn’t the quiet kind of guy.”
“Where did you meet him?”
For some reason, Julia did not feel like sharing this piece of information. “We fought once.”
~~~
Lois & Clark fandom:
1. Tell Me - the second story in a mini-series I was planning but never really got far. I think I've posted the first story on the boards but it's not Archived and I can't be bothered to find the link to it.
And whatever he wanted to tell her, he may as well forget it, or, if it’s about a story, he’ll have to do it on his own.
On his own?
Lois blinked, and tried to get up from the couch to follow Clark.
“No! Wait! You haven’t told me what you wanted to tell me!”
~~~
2. Cuando Limpiar No Es El Único Problema - The third story in the aforementioned series. I was trying to practice Spanish at the time.
Martha suspiró. «Clark, ¡debes hacerlo por fin! ¡Si lo quieres tanto!»
«Sí, pero…»
«Mira, ahora ambos estáis de vacaciones. Es la mejor ocasión.» De repente, cambió de asunto. «¿¡Qué es esto?!» dijo, mostrando al suelo.
«Eh... ¿barro?»
~~~
3. Enigma - a fic that was supposed to be a long and angsty time-travel piece, but I got lost very early in :p
Tuesday, June 16th, 1998
Tempus picked up the banana peel and threw it into the nearby dumpster.
“Goodbye, Utopia,” he sneered.
A familiar figure hasted her way past him, oblivious to his presence. He was pleased to see that nothing was preventing her from going her way anymore.
~~~
4. E-mail Me Soon - Clark is away from Metropolis on assignment, and he can only contact Lois via e-mail. Finished, but has a big plot-holenene2811 pointed out and I didn't have the courage to fix.
Dear Clark,
This e-mail’s subject is quite upsetting, I know. I’ve been struggling with myself since yesterday to decide what to tell you and I finally decided to tell you the truth. Heck, you’re miles away, you can’t hurt me anyway!!
You won’t like the news I have for you, but... your ficus died. And if you think that it happened because I forgot to water it for a week, well, you’re right. I’M SORRY, OK? I SWEAR, I’M TERRIBLY SORRY!
~~~
5. What A Fish Observes - the sequel to What A Fish Knows and What A Fish Sees. I enjoy writing in this universe but unfortunately ran out of ideas for this one too.
“Why?” Laura Ellen asks innocently, curling a lock of hair with her fingers.
“It’s... a game!” Tommy explains enthusiastically. He’s a horrible liar – takes after his father, I presume – and it thrills him to come up with an idea that could actually fool someone. Even if that someone is his four-year-old sister. “We are supposed to find what’s her false name.” He gently seats her on the couch, the china vase out of her reach, and sits by her. Then, he motions to Nicole to sit with them. “Let’s play, eh, Nicole?” Too bad I don’t have any popcorn.
~~~
6. Based on an ancient challenge - L&C come to work undercover as English teachers in my high school. Was supposed to be a pretty long piece, A-plot and everything.
“Well, she said she made a few arrangements with the English teachers. They have four levels, I’ll have the third and you’ll have the fourth of the first grade.”
“FIRST GRADE?!” Her jaw dropped open and she turned to him in a you-must-be-kidding-me expression.
“First grade of Likio, High school,” he explained, “...15-year-olds.”
“Oh.” Her jaw went back into place and she got busy again.
~~~
7. Also based on an ancient challenge - L&C's daughter has severe health problems. Was meant to be a disability but the challenger's requirements made it too difficult to work as a disability.
“Joanne, honey, go upstairs, have a shower and put on some clean clothes. Mr. Perry and his wife are going to join us for dinner tonight.”
“Mr. Perry...?” Joanne asked, puzzled.
Lois got really worried. “Mr. *Perry*, Joanne. Perry White.”
Joanne absently rolled her eyes, trying to remember, but finally turned back to her mother with the same questioning look.
~~~
8. A recent challenge fic, for a change. Pointless weirdness for a scavenger hunt with 100 requirements.
“Lois Lane,” Lois said grumpily. How had she let Clark talk her into appearing in an Elvis costume? “I’m a journalist.”
“Great, Lois. Nice to meet you. By the way, let me tell you that your costume puts Elvis impersonators to shame. We have two or three in the audience, but no one is as convincing as you. Don’t you think so, my friends?”
A collective ‘yes’ came from the audience. Lois’s face fell even more.
~~~
9. Based on a quite old challenge too. Lois tries a number of silly diets.
“Preparing a diet salad?” she asked with a wide grin.
“Yes. Celery is the best thing to eat while on a diet,” Lois explained, without so much as a glance to her sister. “You burn more calories digesting it than it actually contains.”
“Then why aren’t you eating any celery?” Lucy was very amused with the way things were going.
“Huh?”
“That thing you have there is parsley.”
~~~
Harry Potter fandom:
1. The obligatory Through Times Of War extract. From a chapter that hasn't been posted yet.
“What happened to him?” he asked her softly.
Tonks’s free hand came up to wipe her eyes. “He had a barrier up...” She drowned a sob before continuing. “He...” She pointed at a Death Eater who was being taken away – the one she had Arrested earlier. “He...”
Unable to continue, she dissolved into tears.
~~~
2. A short piece on the Delacours, meant to be a parallel to chapter 7 of Through Times Of War.
“This joke cannot go any further. As soon as we are finished with dinner, you will announce that you are breaking your engagement with Bill Weasley.”
“What?”
“Whether you like it or not.”
“I don’t like it, and I won’t do it!”
~~~
3. A fanfic based on Remus's line “That was only once, I barely knew you, and you had just Transfigured my slippers into bunnies. It doesn’t count.” from Through Times Of War.
Click, click, click. Screech. Tap, tap, tap, tap CRASH!
“You filthy blood-traitors, half-breeds...”
Remus rolled his eyes at the noises coming from the corridor. He made to get up and go silence Mrs Black, but he heard Sirius rushing down the staircase to do it himself.
This is all I have in my computer, but I have more of this story in an old notebook. I was working on it during boring classes at school two years ago. :p
~~~
4. The Marauder's Map - a fic about its confiscation from the Marauders and its retrieval from the Weasley twins.
“The idea is,” Remus explained, “that if you are familiar with certain kinds of objects, you can make them imitate you.”
James threw him a skeptic look. “Giving life to inanimate objects? Wouldn’t that be dark magic?”
“No, no, no! The charmed object doesn’t have life of its own. It’s like the way the portraits work. Take a look.” He pointed at a paragraph on the upper side of the page. “See?”
~~~
5. The Heroes Of The Second War - a story on a book written by Harry and Lupin, recollecting the lives of those who fought Voldemort as an alt-Book 7.
“Our purpose was to remind everyone that, if we have the privilege to leave in peace today, it is surely not only thanks to one or two persons. We are hoping that this book will keep a few more names alive during the times to come. But the world must never forget that these names are not the only ones that deserve to be remembered. Each one of you, who went through the War and survived it, is a hero. And if your name is not in the book, it doesn’t mean that you didn’t make a difference.”
His speech was accepted with a heartfelt applause. He blushed, but gave them a warm smile, his hand automatically reaching up to ruffle his hair. At some point in time, he had picked up doing that when he was feeling awkward.
~~~
6. Tonks Tells Her Tale - a story on how Tonks got involved in the Order and met Remus.
“Blimey!” I exclaimed loudly and nearly fell off my chair. “Did you see that?” I hollered to the people in the nearby cubicles. Some of them rushed near me. “Albus Dumbledore has been voted out of the Chairmanship of the International Confederation of Wizards!”
“Oh, yeah,” they all nodded.
“Getting old? Losing his grip?” I read from the main article. “What kind of garbage is that? Dumbledore can’t lose his grip! He’s – Dumbledore!”
~~~
7. My first Remus/Tonks fic - Remus as a wolf under Wolfsbane Potion influence rescues Tonks. This one's actually finished, but I haven't posted it because I'm not sure the idea works that well.
He sadly looked at her beautiful face and wished he could do something to help her – cast a spell to wake her up, or call for help. Her wand was a couple of feet away, but he was unable to use it in his state. As for calling for help... a cry of his would most likely make everyone run the other way as quick as they could.
He let out a frustrated moan and rubbed his snout on her cheek. That did nothing to wake her up, though. His heart almost stopped at the feeling of her cold skin. His animal instincts kicked in, and he started licking her face.
~~~
8. Remus's landlady ponders his situation. Based on a line from The Journey Of The Phoenix, where she's mentioned as one of the people who have been willing to give him a chance.
“I... I got a job...”
“Congratulations!”
“...But the pay is low. I got an advance payment, but it is only enough for the February rent.”
“Keep it, and you’ll pay me when you have all the money.”
“But -”
“My dear, it’s no problem, really.”
“But -”
“Stop protesting, will you? What job is it that you have found?” I ask in an attempt to distract him.
~~~
9. I think this one was meant to be a Prisoner of Azkaban spin-off where Harry learns of the relationship between his father and Remus much earlier. But I don't remember the whole concept that well anymore.
“Silencio spiritum,” James said with a broad smile. The spell easily got rid of Peeves’ annoying voice.
Remus looked at his friend, impressed. “How did you do that?”
“Improvisation,” James said proudly as he moved to the drawer again. “Came in handy, huh?”
~~~
10. A James-gets-jealous-because-Lily-is-friends-with-Snape fic I started for a challenge but didn't know how to continue.
Lily Evans and Severus Snape were walking by the Lake, as they often did during their common breaks. It was a mystifying and at the same time infuriating sight for James Potter, who would give everything he owned to be in the slimy, greasy-haired git’s shoes. Not literally, of course – Snape’s shoes were bound to be hideously stinky. But, on second thought, if the stinky shoes would walk him closer to Lily, maybe he should consider it?
~~~
11. If Remus had been hired as a DADA eacher during Tonks's 7th year. (Not exactly a teacher-student romance.)
“Who’s that pumpkinhead?” he asked, suppressing his laughter.
“Nymphadora Tonks,” Minerva McGonagall replied coolly. By now, she had got used to the girl’s unusual antics.
Lupin needed a moment to match the name to the pretty girl he had got to know as ‘Miss Gryffindor’.
“Why did she do that?”
“Because she can.”
It contains Tonks as a Gryffindor - we didn't know she was a Hufflepuff back when I started it, not to mention that it's still not in any book and that makes me believe I can ignore it if I want to. It was progressing very steadily for some time... I have it all figured out in my head, just need to write it down.
~~~
12. I had forgotten about this one! A fic where Lily isn't interested in anyone and her best friend has a crush on James. One I started shortly before my Muse left me completely because I started paying more attention to IRC than her.
“Can you please STOP with the paper airplanes?” she yelled at the boys, furiously rubbing her hair to make sure no paper airplanes were sitting on it.
“What paper airplanes?” Black asked, feigning innocence.
“Those that resemble the one you’re holding in your hands,” she said in a warning tone.
“Ah, like this one.” Black held up the airplane, waving it and grinning broadly. Lily only made a menacing grimace in response. “Those are not paper airplanes. Those are parchment eagles. We wizards don’t use paper. Or airplanes.”
~~~
13. A scrapbook where the MWPP crowd answers a bunch of pointless questions. I've always loved scrapbooks ^__^ Kind of a trite idea, but there you go.
(Where the Marauders answer the question "Who's your favourite teacher?")
Pr. Thorn (the Defence teacher we had in third year. What happened to her hand was most unfortunate.)
Moony.
McGonagall (when she’s not giving me detentions).
Padfoot
I CAN TELL YOU FOR SURE IT’S NOT SLUGHORN.
Stupid discriminating git.
Prongs.
Flitwick, he’s always so good and helpful.
Wormtail.
~~~
14. My first attempt at Lily/James fic... typical long how-they-got-together story, featuring Lily's best friend as an original character interested in Sirius. Though I can't help but think it could have been quite better than the multitude of other similar fics.
“I told you he’s got a thing for Evans!” Sirius whispered intensely to Remus. He nodded slightly towards James, who was sitting a few feet away, trying to teach Peter how to Transfigure a Snitch into a butterfly.
Remus frowned. “I’m not so sure, Padfoot.”
“Don’t be stupid! He’s willing to give up hexing Snivellus for her to go out with him!”
“No, I think it’s the other way around. He’ll give up hexing him the day she goes out with him. Which means, never.”
~~~
15. And here's the first piece of HP fanfiction I ever tried to write, an alt-Book 6 before the release of HBP. It was actually good (if I say so myself), save for the fact that it contained a quite Mary Sue-ish original character.
Voldemort’s voice now sounded muffled, as if he were moving away.
“...want to know... can’t resist... Potter...”
“PROTEGO!” Harry repeated. He was suddenly overflowed with a foreign anger, but after only a second it wore off, along with the voice.
“Everything’s OK?”
Harry opened his voice and saw Ron standing above him, looking worried. Now he knew how he had got his wand.
“There’s something he really wants to tell me... He’s angry because I keep blocking him away before he tells me.”
“Guess that means it’s something you’re better off not knowing.”
~~~
Original pieces
My NaNoWriMo story, a romance story with a background heavily based on an older personal experience.
Going to the ball with Adam wouldn’t have been bad in itself; after all, they still went out together sometimes, sometimes even on their own. The problem was that she didn’t want to have to present him to her old classmates as her failed relationship. Not because of its failed status, but because she knew who would be there. A number of girls – now women – who, if they were still anything like they had been back then, liked to show off their oh-so-fabulous boyfriends and scrutinize the boyfriends of the others. Angela didn’t want to be part of that charade, or subject Adam to it. Both would feel uncomfortable, and it just wasn’t worth it.
“Do you know what our dear girlfriends are going to say if you show up without a date?” Renate asked her friend, pulling her out of her thoughts.
“Something nasty,” Angela replied.
“And do you really want to give them this pleasure?”
“Is there anything I could do that they wouldn’t criticize?” Angela countered. “It’s in their nature. It’s human nature, if you will; after all, we criticize them too.”
“Yeah, but their behavior is just asking for it.”
“If we were any benevolent, we’d have let it go.”
“But we’re not.”
Angela grinned. “I guess that’s life in the modern society. Mock or be mocked.”
“Or both,” Renate added, making Angela’s grin widen. “Maybe it’s more like a competition. The most effective mocker wins.”
“Who won last round?”
Renate winked at her friend. “I think we’ll find out on Saturday.”
I'm giving you a longer chunk of this one to encourage commenting on my original writing abilities :p
~~~
I have a couple more original pieces on the works but they're all in Greek. I would paste a piece from my favourite one but I can't find where I've saved it (please don't tell me I've deleted it!). Then I thought I'd paste a piece from a soap-opera story but I can't find that one either (did I delete both??). So maybe you're not meant to see anything original in Greek. Such a terrible loss.
~~~
In any case, thanks for reading that far, if you did.
And, wow, I'm very pleased with some of these pieces - basically, with all the HP ones. I must get back to writing!!
(But not right now, because I had to stay up ridiculously late to do this. Look at how many WIPs I have!)
See ya,
Anna.
un_sedentary, christn7, kalinalea and possibly others.When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many random works-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.
I really, really hope it will. The want to write has returned lately, but it didn't bring the Muse back. Sigh.
Tekken fandom:
Attempted sequel to A Night In The City, meant to be a quite long Julia/Hwoarang story.
“Was that Hwoarang?” Xiaoyu asked when he left, looking disgusted. Julia was puzzled to see her expression.
“Yeah... You know him?”
“By reputation. He’s a gang leader somewhere in South Korea.”
“Oh...” she said as she looked at his general direction, but there were many people blocking her view. “I’d figured he wasn’t the quiet kind of guy.”
“Where did you meet him?”
For some reason, Julia did not feel like sharing this piece of information. “We fought once.”
~~~
Lois & Clark fandom:
1. Tell Me - the second story in a mini-series I was planning but never really got far. I think I've posted the first story on the boards but it's not Archived and I can't be bothered to find the link to it.
And whatever he wanted to tell her, he may as well forget it, or, if it’s about a story, he’ll have to do it on his own.
On his own?
Lois blinked, and tried to get up from the couch to follow Clark.
“No! Wait! You haven’t told me what you wanted to tell me!”
~~~
2. Cuando Limpiar No Es El Único Problema - The third story in the aforementioned series. I was trying to practice Spanish at the time.
Martha suspiró. «Clark, ¡debes hacerlo por fin! ¡Si lo quieres tanto!»
«Sí, pero…»
«Mira, ahora ambos estáis de vacaciones. Es la mejor ocasión.» De repente, cambió de asunto. «¿¡Qué es esto?!» dijo, mostrando al suelo.
«Eh... ¿barro?»
~~~
3. Enigma - a fic that was supposed to be a long and angsty time-travel piece, but I got lost very early in :p
Tuesday, June 16th, 1998
Tempus picked up the banana peel and threw it into the nearby dumpster.
“Goodbye, Utopia,” he sneered.
A familiar figure hasted her way past him, oblivious to his presence. He was pleased to see that nothing was preventing her from going her way anymore.
~~~
4. E-mail Me Soon - Clark is away from Metropolis on assignment, and he can only contact Lois via e-mail. Finished, but has a big plot-hole
nene2811 pointed out and I didn't have the courage to fix.Dear Clark,
This e-mail’s subject is quite upsetting, I know. I’ve been struggling with myself since yesterday to decide what to tell you and I finally decided to tell you the truth. Heck, you’re miles away, you can’t hurt me anyway!!
You won’t like the news I have for you, but... your ficus died. And if you think that it happened because I forgot to water it for a week, well, you’re right. I’M SORRY, OK? I SWEAR, I’M TERRIBLY SORRY!
~~~
5. What A Fish Observes - the sequel to What A Fish Knows and What A Fish Sees. I enjoy writing in this universe but unfortunately ran out of ideas for this one too.
“Why?” Laura Ellen asks innocently, curling a lock of hair with her fingers.
“It’s... a game!” Tommy explains enthusiastically. He’s a horrible liar – takes after his father, I presume – and it thrills him to come up with an idea that could actually fool someone. Even if that someone is his four-year-old sister. “We are supposed to find what’s her false name.” He gently seats her on the couch, the china vase out of her reach, and sits by her. Then, he motions to Nicole to sit with them. “Let’s play, eh, Nicole?” Too bad I don’t have any popcorn.
~~~
6. Based on an ancient challenge - L&C come to work undercover as English teachers in my high school. Was supposed to be a pretty long piece, A-plot and everything.
“Well, she said she made a few arrangements with the English teachers. They have four levels, I’ll have the third and you’ll have the fourth of the first grade.”
“FIRST GRADE?!” Her jaw dropped open and she turned to him in a you-must-be-kidding-me expression.
“First grade of Likio, High school,” he explained, “...15-year-olds.”
“Oh.” Her jaw went back into place and she got busy again.
~~~
7. Also based on an ancient challenge - L&C's daughter has severe health problems. Was meant to be a disability but the challenger's requirements made it too difficult to work as a disability.
“Joanne, honey, go upstairs, have a shower and put on some clean clothes. Mr. Perry and his wife are going to join us for dinner tonight.”
“Mr. Perry...?” Joanne asked, puzzled.
Lois got really worried. “Mr. *Perry*, Joanne. Perry White.”
Joanne absently rolled her eyes, trying to remember, but finally turned back to her mother with the same questioning look.
~~~
8. A recent challenge fic, for a change. Pointless weirdness for a scavenger hunt with 100 requirements.
“Lois Lane,” Lois said grumpily. How had she let Clark talk her into appearing in an Elvis costume? “I’m a journalist.”
“Great, Lois. Nice to meet you. By the way, let me tell you that your costume puts Elvis impersonators to shame. We have two or three in the audience, but no one is as convincing as you. Don’t you think so, my friends?”
A collective ‘yes’ came from the audience. Lois’s face fell even more.
~~~
9. Based on a quite old challenge too. Lois tries a number of silly diets.
“Preparing a diet salad?” she asked with a wide grin.
“Yes. Celery is the best thing to eat while on a diet,” Lois explained, without so much as a glance to her sister. “You burn more calories digesting it than it actually contains.”
“Then why aren’t you eating any celery?” Lucy was very amused with the way things were going.
“Huh?”
“That thing you have there is parsley.”
~~~
Harry Potter fandom:
1. The obligatory Through Times Of War extract. From a chapter that hasn't been posted yet.
“What happened to him?” he asked her softly.
Tonks’s free hand came up to wipe her eyes. “He had a barrier up...” She drowned a sob before continuing. “He...” She pointed at a Death Eater who was being taken away – the one she had Arrested earlier. “He...”
Unable to continue, she dissolved into tears.
~~~
2. A short piece on the Delacours, meant to be a parallel to chapter 7 of Through Times Of War.
“This joke cannot go any further. As soon as we are finished with dinner, you will announce that you are breaking your engagement with Bill Weasley.”
“What?”
“Whether you like it or not.”
“I don’t like it, and I won’t do it!”
~~~
3. A fanfic based on Remus's line “That was only once, I barely knew you, and you had just Transfigured my slippers into bunnies. It doesn’t count.” from Through Times Of War.
Click, click, click. Screech. Tap, tap, tap, tap CRASH!
“You filthy blood-traitors, half-breeds...”
Remus rolled his eyes at the noises coming from the corridor. He made to get up and go silence Mrs Black, but he heard Sirius rushing down the staircase to do it himself.
This is all I have in my computer, but I have more of this story in an old notebook. I was working on it during boring classes at school two years ago. :p
~~~
4. The Marauder's Map - a fic about its confiscation from the Marauders and its retrieval from the Weasley twins.
“The idea is,” Remus explained, “that if you are familiar with certain kinds of objects, you can make them imitate you.”
James threw him a skeptic look. “Giving life to inanimate objects? Wouldn’t that be dark magic?”
“No, no, no! The charmed object doesn’t have life of its own. It’s like the way the portraits work. Take a look.” He pointed at a paragraph on the upper side of the page. “See?”
~~~
5. The Heroes Of The Second War - a story on a book written by Harry and Lupin, recollecting the lives of those who fought Voldemort as an alt-Book 7.
“Our purpose was to remind everyone that, if we have the privilege to leave in peace today, it is surely not only thanks to one or two persons. We are hoping that this book will keep a few more names alive during the times to come. But the world must never forget that these names are not the only ones that deserve to be remembered. Each one of you, who went through the War and survived it, is a hero. And if your name is not in the book, it doesn’t mean that you didn’t make a difference.”
His speech was accepted with a heartfelt applause. He blushed, but gave them a warm smile, his hand automatically reaching up to ruffle his hair. At some point in time, he had picked up doing that when he was feeling awkward.
~~~
6. Tonks Tells Her Tale - a story on how Tonks got involved in the Order and met Remus.
“Blimey!” I exclaimed loudly and nearly fell off my chair. “Did you see that?” I hollered to the people in the nearby cubicles. Some of them rushed near me. “Albus Dumbledore has been voted out of the Chairmanship of the International Confederation of Wizards!”
“Oh, yeah,” they all nodded.
“Getting old? Losing his grip?” I read from the main article. “What kind of garbage is that? Dumbledore can’t lose his grip! He’s – Dumbledore!”
~~~
7. My first Remus/Tonks fic - Remus as a wolf under Wolfsbane Potion influence rescues Tonks. This one's actually finished, but I haven't posted it because I'm not sure the idea works that well.
He sadly looked at her beautiful face and wished he could do something to help her – cast a spell to wake her up, or call for help. Her wand was a couple of feet away, but he was unable to use it in his state. As for calling for help... a cry of his would most likely make everyone run the other way as quick as they could.
He let out a frustrated moan and rubbed his snout on her cheek. That did nothing to wake her up, though. His heart almost stopped at the feeling of her cold skin. His animal instincts kicked in, and he started licking her face.
~~~
8. Remus's landlady ponders his situation. Based on a line from The Journey Of The Phoenix, where she's mentioned as one of the people who have been willing to give him a chance.
“I... I got a job...”
“Congratulations!”
“...But the pay is low. I got an advance payment, but it is only enough for the February rent.”
“Keep it, and you’ll pay me when you have all the money.”
“But -”
“My dear, it’s no problem, really.”
“But -”
“Stop protesting, will you? What job is it that you have found?” I ask in an attempt to distract him.
~~~
9. I think this one was meant to be a Prisoner of Azkaban spin-off where Harry learns of the relationship between his father and Remus much earlier. But I don't remember the whole concept that well anymore.
“Silencio spiritum,” James said with a broad smile. The spell easily got rid of Peeves’ annoying voice.
Remus looked at his friend, impressed. “How did you do that?”
“Improvisation,” James said proudly as he moved to the drawer again. “Came in handy, huh?”
~~~
10. A James-gets-jealous-because-Lily-is-friends-with-Snape fic I started for a challenge but didn't know how to continue.
Lily Evans and Severus Snape were walking by the Lake, as they often did during their common breaks. It was a mystifying and at the same time infuriating sight for James Potter, who would give everything he owned to be in the slimy, greasy-haired git’s shoes. Not literally, of course – Snape’s shoes were bound to be hideously stinky. But, on second thought, if the stinky shoes would walk him closer to Lily, maybe he should consider it?
~~~
11. If Remus had been hired as a DADA eacher during Tonks's 7th year. (Not exactly a teacher-student romance.)
“Who’s that pumpkinhead?” he asked, suppressing his laughter.
“Nymphadora Tonks,” Minerva McGonagall replied coolly. By now, she had got used to the girl’s unusual antics.
Lupin needed a moment to match the name to the pretty girl he had got to know as ‘Miss Gryffindor’.
“Why did she do that?”
“Because she can.”
It contains Tonks as a Gryffindor - we didn't know she was a Hufflepuff back when I started it, not to mention that it's still not in any book and that makes me believe I can ignore it if I want to. It was progressing very steadily for some time... I have it all figured out in my head, just need to write it down.
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12. I had forgotten about this one! A fic where Lily isn't interested in anyone and her best friend has a crush on James. One I started shortly before my Muse left me completely because I started paying more attention to IRC than her.
“Can you please STOP with the paper airplanes?” she yelled at the boys, furiously rubbing her hair to make sure no paper airplanes were sitting on it.
“What paper airplanes?” Black asked, feigning innocence.
“Those that resemble the one you’re holding in your hands,” she said in a warning tone.
“Ah, like this one.” Black held up the airplane, waving it and grinning broadly. Lily only made a menacing grimace in response. “Those are not paper airplanes. Those are parchment eagles. We wizards don’t use paper. Or airplanes.”
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13. A scrapbook where the MWPP crowd answers a bunch of pointless questions. I've always loved scrapbooks ^__^ Kind of a trite idea, but there you go.
(Where the Marauders answer the question "Who's your favourite teacher?")
Pr. Thorn (the Defence teacher we had in third year. What happened to her hand was most unfortunate.)
Moony.
McGonagall (when she’s not giving me detentions).
Padfoot
I CAN TELL YOU FOR SURE IT’S NOT SLUGHORN.
Stupid discriminating git.
Prongs.
Flitwick, he’s always so good and helpful.
Wormtail.
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14. My first attempt at Lily/James fic... typical long how-they-got-together story, featuring Lily's best friend as an original character interested in Sirius. Though I can't help but think it could have been quite better than the multitude of other similar fics.
“I told you he’s got a thing for Evans!” Sirius whispered intensely to Remus. He nodded slightly towards James, who was sitting a few feet away, trying to teach Peter how to Transfigure a Snitch into a butterfly.
Remus frowned. “I’m not so sure, Padfoot.”
“Don’t be stupid! He’s willing to give up hexing Snivellus for her to go out with him!”
“No, I think it’s the other way around. He’ll give up hexing him the day she goes out with him. Which means, never.”
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15. And here's the first piece of HP fanfiction I ever tried to write, an alt-Book 6 before the release of HBP. It was actually good (if I say so myself), save for the fact that it contained a quite Mary Sue-ish original character.
Voldemort’s voice now sounded muffled, as if he were moving away.
“...want to know... can’t resist... Potter...”
“PROTEGO!” Harry repeated. He was suddenly overflowed with a foreign anger, but after only a second it wore off, along with the voice.
“Everything’s OK?”
Harry opened his voice and saw Ron standing above him, looking worried. Now he knew how he had got his wand.
“There’s something he really wants to tell me... He’s angry because I keep blocking him away before he tells me.”
“Guess that means it’s something you’re better off not knowing.”
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Original pieces
My NaNoWriMo story, a romance story with a background heavily based on an older personal experience.
Going to the ball with Adam wouldn’t have been bad in itself; after all, they still went out together sometimes, sometimes even on their own. The problem was that she didn’t want to have to present him to her old classmates as her failed relationship. Not because of its failed status, but because she knew who would be there. A number of girls – now women – who, if they were still anything like they had been back then, liked to show off their oh-so-fabulous boyfriends and scrutinize the boyfriends of the others. Angela didn’t want to be part of that charade, or subject Adam to it. Both would feel uncomfortable, and it just wasn’t worth it.
“Do you know what our dear girlfriends are going to say if you show up without a date?” Renate asked her friend, pulling her out of her thoughts.
“Something nasty,” Angela replied.
“And do you really want to give them this pleasure?”
“Is there anything I could do that they wouldn’t criticize?” Angela countered. “It’s in their nature. It’s human nature, if you will; after all, we criticize them too.”
“Yeah, but their behavior is just asking for it.”
“If we were any benevolent, we’d have let it go.”
“But we’re not.”
Angela grinned. “I guess that’s life in the modern society. Mock or be mocked.”
“Or both,” Renate added, making Angela’s grin widen. “Maybe it’s more like a competition. The most effective mocker wins.”
“Who won last round?”
Renate winked at her friend. “I think we’ll find out on Saturday.”
I'm giving you a longer chunk of this one to encourage commenting on my original writing abilities :p
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I have a couple more original pieces on the works but they're all in Greek. I would paste a piece from my favourite one but I can't find where I've saved it (please don't tell me I've deleted it!). Then I thought I'd paste a piece from a soap-opera story but I can't find that one either (did I delete both??). So maybe you're not meant to see anything original in Greek. Such a terrible loss.
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In any case, thanks for reading that far, if you did.
And, wow, I'm very pleased with some of these pieces - basically, with all the HP ones. I must get back to writing!!
(But not right now, because I had to stay up ridiculously late to do this. Look at how many WIPs I have!)
See ya,
Anna.
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Date: 2007-08-06 07:36 am (UTC)Lois and Clark - I've always adored your Fish series, so I hope you finish that one.
I don't know how you can write for two fandoms at the same time. Lois and Clark and HP have been THE obsessions of my life for the past eight years but I have never been able to immerse myself in both fandoms at the same time. I'd be "nuttier than squirrel poo".
I'm a sucker for Remus/ Tonks *sniffle* so I vote for those. The one where Remus is Tonks' teacher really caught my attention. You know, I think it's quite probable that Tonks was still in school during Harry's first year. She's only about six years older than he is, right? So if Remus had taught at Hogawrts two years earlier...but then that would pretty much get rid of the whole Quirrel-as-Voldemort storyline.
I think I burnt the whole MWPP era infatuation out of my system even before HBP, so I don't really read those anymore. But your no. 14 was FUNNY! =D
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Date: 2007-08-06 11:56 am (UTC)I've placed that R/T fic in the year before Harry goes to school. Not that there are any explicit mentions on the timeline so far, though.
Hehe, glad you liked #14. I have some good lines in it, I think. ^^
See ya,
Anna.
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Date: 2007-08-06 12:03 pm (UTC)Maybe I should give another shot at "E-mail Me Soon", since I've gone so far with it already. We'll see...
See ya,
Anna. :)
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Date: 2007-08-06 10:08 am (UTC)Remus frowned. “I’m not so sure, Padfoot.”
“Don’t be stupid! He’s willing to give up hexing Snivellus for her to go out with him!”
“No, I think it’s the other way around. He’ll give up hexing him the day she goes out with him. Which means, never.”
LOL ^__^
Loved these! I can't believe you have so much work-in-progess - I've got about five on my computer, and three of those have actually been posted in the past and then taken down. I'd like to see more of the Remus/Tonks =]
Indy.x ♥
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Date: 2007-08-06 12:19 pm (UTC)Hehe, I am (or, used to be) a walking WIP-maker :p I've had more ideas I've never gotten round to writing down, too. My problem is that I usually think of a beginning and don't know how to end the story :p
The R/T fics actually have lots of potential, I may devote some time to them if Through Times Of War doesn't seem to progress. ^^
See ya,
Anna. :)
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Date: 2007-08-15 07:37 pm (UTC)Ooh, yes! And that's just reminded me that it's been decades since I've read up on Through Times Of War and I should really try and get up to date again *headdesk*
♥
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Date: 2007-08-06 12:31 pm (UTC)ANNA, YOU MUST FINISH THAT ONE.
I remember you sending me that parchment eagles one, wheee!
I echo what Indy said, what a lot of WIP!
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Date: 2007-08-06 12:49 pm (UTC)Yes, the parchment eagles one! I had some good ideas on this one, I may give it another shot one of these days.
Years worth of WIP! Some of the L&C fics go as far as 4 years back.
See ya,
Anna.
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Date: 2007-08-06 02:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-06 06:01 pm (UTC)See ya,
Anna.