Two scary things, one not
Apr. 22nd, 2003 01:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thistlechaserScary thing #1:
I've been an eBay member for almost six years now:
Member since: Saturday, May 17, 1997. Too bad eBay has changed so much. I used to buy (and sell) things all the time, now I hardly ever even visit.
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Scary thing #2:
Of late, my nightmares have been set in high school. And just when you thought nightmares couldn't get any worse... Last night it was people from work in high school with me, and me unable to finish the work I was supposed to do -- I didn't even know how to do the work. And my car was missing, too. And I had to go to the bathroom and apparently there were no bathrooms in the school. And no matter that the people there were from work, I didn't know anyone.
How many cliches can one fit in a single nightmare? And somehow I must have been rolling around or something, because I pulled muscles in both of my legs as well.
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Hopefully not scary thing:
Saving them here until I can update my page of HP100 stories,
Title: Hero For A Day
Words: 100 (exactly)
Characters: Voldemort, Harry, assorted Death Eaters, and one ratman
A/N: Another one. Sniff. I feel so guilty!
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Today is the day that Potter would die.
Captured and dragged before You-Know-Who, Harry squeezed his eyes shut as Voldemort lifted his wand.
"Stop!" a heroic voice cried out.
Harry, Voldemort, and the Death Eaters looked up in surprise. Who would interrupt Voldemort's finest hour?
Peter steps forward, his hands on his hips, chin raised, eyes confident. "I am here to save the day!" Pointing his wand at Voldemort, "It's time for you to face justice!"
Voldemort sighs and makes a small gesture. As one, the Death Eaters fire off spells. Peter falls.
Perhaps remaining IC would have been better...
Title: Nothing OOC Here... Right?
Word Count: 100
Characters: All of them!
Author notes: I hope this isn't too subtle...
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Another day, another Potions class.
"Psst! 'Mione! Pass me some coltsweed!" Harry whispered to the bushy-haired Hermione. She nodded and did.
A certain blond haired Slytherin glowered at the whisperer, only to be poked by one of his own housemates before he could call out a snippy taunt.
"Hey, Drake," the certain housemate started. "Your potion's turning green!" Draco looked down; indeed it was.
Suddenly Harry's godfather burst into the room. Harry jumped up in surprise. "Siri! What are you doing here?"
However, Sirius didnit even glance his way, instead muttering at the class's professor. "Sev! We need to talk!"
I still have one more I want to write, but lacking any sort of quality sleep, I don't know if I'll be able to get it out of my brain.
I've been an eBay member for almost six years now:
Member since: Saturday, May 17, 1997. Too bad eBay has changed so much. I used to buy (and sell) things all the time, now I hardly ever even visit.
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Scary thing #2:
Of late, my nightmares have been set in high school. And just when you thought nightmares couldn't get any worse... Last night it was people from work in high school with me, and me unable to finish the work I was supposed to do -- I didn't even know how to do the work. And my car was missing, too. And I had to go to the bathroom and apparently there were no bathrooms in the school. And no matter that the people there were from work, I didn't know anyone.
How many cliches can one fit in a single nightmare? And somehow I must have been rolling around or something, because I pulled muscles in both of my legs as well.
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Hopefully not scary thing:
Saving them here until I can update my page of HP100 stories,
Title: Hero For A Day
Words: 100 (exactly)
Characters: Voldemort, Harry, assorted Death Eaters, and one ratman
A/N: Another one. Sniff. I feel so guilty!
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Today is the day that Potter would die.
Captured and dragged before You-Know-Who, Harry squeezed his eyes shut as Voldemort lifted his wand.
"Stop!" a heroic voice cried out.
Harry, Voldemort, and the Death Eaters looked up in surprise. Who would interrupt Voldemort's finest hour?
Peter steps forward, his hands on his hips, chin raised, eyes confident. "I am here to save the day!" Pointing his wand at Voldemort, "It's time for you to face justice!"
Voldemort sighs and makes a small gesture. As one, the Death Eaters fire off spells. Peter falls.
Perhaps remaining IC would have been better...
Title: Nothing OOC Here... Right?
Word Count: 100
Characters: All of them!
Author notes: I hope this isn't too subtle...
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Another day, another Potions class.
"Psst! 'Mione! Pass me some coltsweed!" Harry whispered to the bushy-haired Hermione. She nodded and did.
A certain blond haired Slytherin glowered at the whisperer, only to be poked by one of his own housemates before he could call out a snippy taunt.
"Hey, Drake," the certain housemate started. "Your potion's turning green!" Draco looked down; indeed it was.
Suddenly Harry's godfather burst into the room. Harry jumped up in surprise. "Siri! What are you doing here?"
However, Sirius didnit even glance his way, instead muttering at the class's professor. "Sev! We need to talk!"
I still have one more I want to write, but lacking any sort of quality sleep, I don't know if I'll be able to get it out of my brain.
