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Post by Blinkinc6 on Jun 12, 2004 17:25:57 GMT -5
real good... harrys quite the slick fellow
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Post by amiphist on Jun 13, 2004 3:31:35 GMT -5
puppy, you need to write another fic, they're too good to stop now
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 13, 2004 12:10:56 GMT -5
Meaning write two at once, or stop this one?
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Post by Blinkinc6 on Jun 13, 2004 12:31:51 GMT -5
lol im gonna try and take u on in the contest
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 13, 2004 12:43:05 GMT -5
Why are you laughing? What are you entering? I think I might enter, but I don't think I'll win.
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Post by Blinkinc6 on Jun 13, 2004 14:07:39 GMT -5
i just laugh alot... yea if i write a good one i'll enter
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 13, 2004 16:58:24 GMT -5
That's great... does it have to be finished? If I put what I have now, does it count? I really shouldn't be asking this on my fic... LOL.
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Post by Blinkinc6 on Jun 13, 2004 17:04:11 GMT -5
lol yea u should probably ask it somewhere else
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Post by amiphist on Jun 14, 2004 4:26:21 GMT -5
Meaning write two at once, or stop this one? write this one, then write another
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 14, 2004 12:55:19 GMT -5
Chapter 9
Impeachment
Harry felt somewhat guilty whenever he looked anyone in the eye. It somehow got around that he had been "singing" while they were in town, which resulted in a mess of torment from Ron. "Oh, please Harry!" He pleaded one morning, just as the others. "I need to hear the sweet seranade of your voice!"
Harry just sighed ad continued to eat his porriage. He couldn't look anyone in the eye when the topic came up; he hoped desperately no one knew Legimens. If they found out that he went to Diagon Alley with them, and came in a close encounter with a Death Eater, Mrs. weasley would be furious. He could just picture each of their reactions perfectly. "Harry! That was really immature of you! You could've been killed! Do you want to die?" Yes, Hermione would get fanatical. "Bloody hell Harry! What did you do that for, you idiot?" Ron would be speechless. He didn't even want to think about what Mrs. Weasley would say.
"-Harry's got a decent voice, you know. It's nice and low. Very soothing?" Harry heard the last bit of what Mrs. Weasley was saying.
"What are you talking about?" He screeched incredulously. "I haven't got a good voice, I am terrible-"
"Oh Harry," laughed Mrs. Weasley. "You want to hear terrible, listen to Ron in the shower." Ron's ears turned slightly pink at these words. "You've got a nice voice. Except," She frowned and Harry prayed she was to take it all back. "Except I wish you would've chosen a new song to sing. Listening to that one over and over was tiresome."
Snorting into his porriage, Harry excused himself. Dashing down the hall, he burst out laughing. He forgot that it played the same song over and over. It was lucky that he got out there in time; they might've been extremely suspicious. "Wotcher, Harry!" said a delighted voice. "What's all the hubbub?"
Tonks had waist-length hair today, the color of the sun. She was smiling brightly as she looked onto Harry, who replied, "Nothing, really. Nice to see you Tonks, or should I say," He grinned. "Nymphadora."
Giving Harry a skeptical look, Tonks straightened up. "Oh Harry," she sighed. "You know I don't like being called that. Oh well, old habits die hard." Sitting down on the ground, Tonks motioned for Harry to do the same. "Well, Harry, the Order has put me in a position that is mighty uncomfortable. I've got to tell you what you're gonna do at school." Harry gulped. He wondered what would happen, but know that it was about to, he really didn't want to know.
"Well, as you probably guessed, we are putting extra precautionary measures one you. We can't take anymore chances after the, you know." She didn't look at Harry. "You won't be able to go out after dark, unless a teacher is with you. You are allowed to play Quidditch," Harry's heart swelled at these words. It felt like beating Umbridge all over again. Her lifelong ban was gone. He wanted to scream. "But under the supervision of an adult. Furthermore, you Hogsmead trips are postponed until we can think of something. I'm sorry Harry," She said quickly, looking at his face. "But your life is more important."
Harry closed his mouth and gulped. He couldn't believe all the measures the Order was going through. Standing up, he told Tonks shakily, "I think I'm going to finish my homework."
"Wotcher Harry!" She smiled. "I'm glad you're okay." And she left.
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[glow=yellow,2,300]Minister of Magic: Impeachment?[/glow]
Harry couldn't believe his eyes when they scanned the Daily Prophet. Cornelius Fudge was being punished because of his lack-of-action during the first months of Voldemorts reign. Even though Harry had been sour towards Fudge since the entire incedent, Harry could help but feel it was a bit harsh; the rest of the world had been in denial too.
I'll write the rest later! Hope you like it!
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Post by guest Ginny on Jun 15, 2004 4:03:30 GMT -5
puppy, ive never read that before and now ive just read that and it is so good!!! and awsome!!!!
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Post by amiphist on Jun 15, 2004 6:57:09 GMT -5
that is good, but in the second paregraph, you should said hermione would go 'spastic' that's really offensive to disabled people, i know you didn't mean it like that, but i'm just telling you it is
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 15, 2004 11:25:49 GMT -5
^ooh, I'll change it... I didn't mean that at ALL!
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Post by amiphist on Jun 16, 2004 4:35:00 GMT -5
i know, i was just saying, cos until recently i didn't know, and my disabled friend was really hurt when i said that
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 16, 2004 12:06:34 GMT -5
Ooh, past experiences. I am so sorry. I changed it to fanatical.
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