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Post by amiphist on Jun 16, 2004 19:47:48 GMT -5
it's ok, most people don't know it's insulting
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 17, 2004 8:15:34 GMT -5
I feel real bad, though, because I know some people who are REALLY nice and would be offended. Urg...
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 17, 2004 8:47:34 GMT -5
Anyway, here is some more... I didn't have time lately.
The general public is in utter outrage with the Minister's prideful state. "He led us astray, thinking that You-Know-Who isn't back. We can't trust him anymore. His closest contributor to the Ministry is a Death Eater!" Says an anonymous correspondant, refurring to long-time money donor, Lucius Malfoy. "What really was the money for?"
Protests are breaking out all over the country, begging for impeachment. When confronted, Minister Cornielius Fduge states, "It's not all my fault. You aren't told what to believe in. The weight's on your shoulder's too."
This may just be this reporter, but I don't want a Minister who tries to blame us for his imperfections.
Harry stared at it in disbelief. Divided we will fall. The quote pounded in his ears. Voldemort's skill of spreading emnity and discord is great. As Dumbledore's voice rang, Harry scanned the article to a letter to the editor.
Dear Editor;
I agree with today's article about Fudge. Why is he blamng us? And for that matter, he DID pressure the Ministry workers. We could've lost our jobs if we agreed with Dumbledore.
How can we trust someone who can't make decisions that are right for our country? This worries me. I agree with impeachment. Dumbledore is by far the man for the job. Impeachment, I say. Fudge, my word to you. You have too much pride. You are about to lose it.
Sincerely, Disgruntled
I can't write anymore. I have to go!
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Post by amiphist on Jun 17, 2004 9:10:59 GMT -5
that's really really really really really really really really really really good
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 18, 2004 10:49:28 GMT -5
Sorry I ended so abruptly. I had to go to lunch with my sister and her friend! It was the last day of school!
Throwing the newspaper down disgustedly, Harry let out an exasperated sigh. When will they learn? He thought. This effect of Voldemort's rebirth had been guessed by Dumbledore, who tried with all his power to prevent this. If the Wizarding World went into full battle without leadership, they surely will die. This would be the war to end all wars, for if we are not fighting evil, we will be fighting ourselves. Then Dumbledore's voice pounded inside his head. Voldemort's skill of spreading emnity and discord is great. It had already begun.
Still in his pajamas, Harry bounded down the stairs for breakfast. Noise erupted in the hall; he couldn't tell if it was anarchy or not. Feet picking up the pace, Harry began to sprint down the hall, nearly running into someone. "Blood hell, Harry!" Cried a tangled voice. "What do you think you're doing?"
Harry saw Ron, also in his pajamas, looking particularly flustered. "What's all that racket in there?"
A look came across Ron's face that Harry had never seen before. He hadn't even seen it when they talked about Malfoy, when he believed Hermione's cat had eaten Scabbers, or even when they weren't speaking to each other. Hatred ran in the depths of his face, distorting in into an expression he never witnessed. "Percy's back." He mumbled, his voice full of venom.
Harry was incredulous. "Y-You mean, he's in there?" He yelled, watching Ron's head nod. "Is your mum yelling at him?"
The poison in his voice deepened. "How thick can you get, Harry?" He turned back to the door and just stared at it, expressionless. "You know my mum, she just forgave him." His voice dropped another decible. "Just forgave him like that. I can't believe it."
"You can't be serio-"
"I am, Harry." Harry shook his head in disbelief. He always knew about Molly's "Molly-coodling", but this had gone too far. "I had to get out of there. I can't be in the same room as that smug traitor. He betrayed us Harry."
Looking at his feet, an idea hit Harry. "Why don't we write to-"
"Fred and George?" Ron laughed, although not out of amusement. "Yeah, that's what I'm doing right now. Come on!"
They both bounded up the stairs, never wanting to see parchement and a quill more.
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The waiting for the twins' reply was brutal. Everyday, Ron and Harry peered out the window, trying to spot Pig. Waiting for the tiny bird was horrible; it made every bone in Harry's body ache for his own bird.
Not only was the waiting difficult, but with Percy in the house, everything was quite different. Harry would see him at night, pouring over textbooks and having a quill at hand. He always did it at the dead of night, candlelight the only source of power. He mumbled to himself, continuously crossing what ever he wrote out. He also treated Harry as if he never did anything. His high, congenial laugh fooled many of the Order, yet there was something about it that made Harry quite uneasy. Whenever he smiled towards Harry, there was a glint in his eye that didn't look right. It didn't feel right.
Lucky for the two boys', they didn't have to wait for a reply. One day after they sent the letter, an enormous pound on the door sounded, awakening Mrs. Black once more. Filthy mudbloods, traitors, half breeds...!
Harry unbolted some of the locks, tired of hearing that dreaded woman scream. He only opened it a crack when it flung open, two identical faces looking just as livid as the next. "Where is he?" Fred seethed, glaring at Harry with an intensity he had never seen before.
As if on cue, Percy strolled by. "Oh, Fred, George, how good it is to see you-"
"YOU TRAITOR!" Fred lunged at Percy, shoving his back into the wall. George then got into the action and yanked him by his sleeves. "YOU'VE GOT A LOT OF NERVE SETTING YOUR FOOT IN THIS PLACE! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO, JUST BETRAY US AND COME BACK? THINK EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE?"
George looked obviously put out, so as soon as his twin took a breath, he took over. "YOU SCUM OF THE EARTH!" Their faces were as red as their hair. "YOU BETRAYED US AND CAME BACK! YOU WILL WISH YOU NEVER DID SO 'CAUSE WE'RE GONNA RIP YOUR FLESH APART, YOU FOUL, LOW-LIFE, NO GOOD, TWO FACED, BAST-"
"Do I get a say in this?" Percy looked unusually calm for someone who had been threatened with mutilation. "I realize my mistake and I apologized-"
"AND YOU THINK THAT MAKES IT BETTER? LIKE IT'LL JUST ALL GO AWAY? LET ME TELL YOU-"
"FRED! GEORGE!" Mrs. Weasley's voice sounded in the hall. It was faster than Harry had ever seen her move. Dropping her voice slightly, she said to the twins, almost pleadingly, "Let your brother down, he apologized-"
They looked outraged. "MUM, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! HE BETRAYED US! HE BETRAYED THE ORDER, HE BETRAYED HARRY, AND MOST OF ALL-"
"Harry hasnt' complained once about me, haven't you?" Percy asked Harry, smiling that cold smile of his. Harry just stepped backwards, glaring.
"HE BETRAYED OUR FAMILY!" Fred and George let Percy down, breathing rapidly. "Mum," Fred said, his voice dangerously low. "We promised each other we would never hurt you like he did. But,"
George took over, pain in his voice and eyes. "We cannot be here where a family traitor resides. We will keep in touch with you, we won't sink to that's level." He pointed at Percy.
"However," Fred finished. "We can't be here when he is. You may be forgiving, but I'll never forget how many times he made you cry."
Crack. They were gone, Percy looking very smuggly where they once were.
This has been my favorite chapter to write so far. I love Fred and George!
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Post by amiphist on Jun 18, 2004 10:53:29 GMT -5
wow! that was so like them
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Post by ¡Snowy! on Jun 18, 2004 15:05:50 GMT -5
love it, knew i would, but had to tell you. hehe
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Post by PetitePirate on Jun 19, 2004 13:50:42 GMT -5
PUPPY!! gahh!! i had to catch up, i haven't read it in forever, i had like 4 chapters to read...i LOVE it, pups! it's AWESOME! i love your big words ;D meh, the only thing that would make it better for me is if charlie were there. LOL!
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Post by amiphist on Jun 19, 2004 20:53:14 GMT -5
lol, puppy that is croovy
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 20, 2004 18:26:21 GMT -5
Croovy? That's an awesome word AMI! I might write more tonight, but I had 2 b-ball games today. WE WON THE CHAMPIONSHIP!
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 20, 2004 19:14:49 GMT -5
I decided I could write a little... Hang on... LOL! I forgot what chapter I'm on! *scrolls* ACK! I can't see! I think Chapter 10... (I hope)
Chapter 10 Returning Home
Fred and George's departure's never seemed to get boring. They always milked it for all it was worth, playing with their thoughts of how to be remembered. The only fault with this departure is so many tears ensued afterwards. Mrs. Weasley was barely seen for the next passing days, for she said she was, "too unpresentable" for anyone.
"You know," Hermione was saying, one scalding afternoon. "It was really selfish of them to pull a stunt like that. I mean, look at you mom, Ron."
"Hermione, do you know what you're saying?!" Ron was livid. "That freak broke my mum's heart and just because they said something, they're selfish?" Harry had never seen Ron so intense like this before. Yes, he had gotten into petty arguements with Hermione, but this seemed like the first one where his entire heart and soul poured into his words. "What, are you going to call me ignorant for agreeing with them? I'm sorry, Ms. Textbook, but you can't read about feelings and think you know everything. It's not something you just pick up. It's something you aquire when you feel passionately or strongly about something. You don't know everything, Hermione. I know something you don't. Percy screwed us."
Harry couldn't have put it more bluntly than that. Before Hermione could take anything in, Ron stalked up the stairs, pounding each step, putting Harry into an awkward position. "I-I'll go talk to him." He stuttered, watching tears roll silently down Hermione's cheeks.
Steeping cautiously up each stair, Harry began to wonder what poison Voldemort spread. Whatever it was, it was sinking in hard and fast. Putting friend against friend, blindsighting each person to the point of tears. Lunacy, some would call it. But Harry could only think of one word.
Unavoidable.
I can't write anymore, it is late and I have Volleyball for 6 1/2 hours tomorrow and two basketball games! ACK!
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Post by POLYMAGUS on Jun 21, 2004 0:01:54 GMT -5
I dont mean to be rude or anything but as I just finished what you wrote so far I just want to say a few things I dont think brining that house elf in was that good of an idea and he was ot supposed to be able to leave or he would give away the location... or does that mean that Voldemort find the house the Order uses? Now onto a more important note you killed hedwig!!! what a surprising twist but then Hedwig has now come back to life somehow? cause she delivered a message to fred and george. I would really rather that Hedwig stayed dead having her come back to life without an explanation just ruins the story other than that it is pretty good btw I rarely post critcism or whatever you call ^this^ in peoples stories unless they are really good and deserve it so it is really a compliment besides I am sure you enjoy getting some actual "reviews" other then great or more more more or this is really really really good BTW could you read my stories also?
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Post by PuppyDawg on Jun 21, 2004 4:25:24 GMT -5
Oh thank you! At first I was like, "Oh no, Polymagus doesn't like it..." Then I read it was a compliment you gave me constructive critizism! Of course I'll read your story, I'll just have to do it later 'cause I have volleyball in 15 minutes.
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Post by PetitePirate on Jun 21, 2004 4:33:45 GMT -5
puppy, that was my favorite chapter so far. and i love ALL your chapters! GOOD JOB!!!
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Post by POLYMAGUS on Jun 21, 2004 4:38:42 GMT -5
you never answered my question how did Hedwig come back to life?
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