Feeling guilty
Hello... for the first time since forever. Sorry! I've been reading this excellent (GEN, ok?) fic called HP and the Acceptance of Fate. It's H/H which usually doesn't appeal to me but... yeah, well. This one does. It's R. (: And with the worst cliffie at the end!! Snape attacks Harry! *Gasp!* Joining the Yahoo group as we speak. Anyway, I've been reading it ever since the weekend and it's taken up all of my evenings - I've been enraptured.
Music today was SO great, we just sat and listened to music. Ok, we have to write on it later, but we and Bronwyn were in giggles over her Once More With Feeling tracks. I have still not found the CD that will let me copy them!! Gr.. Charli was very excited because of her first guitar lesson; and then when I met Alice at the end of the day all she could do was complain about her next one - she hasn't even had it yet, geez! I think I prefer Charli's attitude (=
In English we have to write a story based on a holiday we've had. I picked the Barcelona tour, because Warnamboule was WAY too boring to turn into a story! I tried, actually, because I thought it would be easier, but the first two pages were the most boring, sarcastic examples of English Literature I have EVER seen. And that's saying something. So, I travel to spain in my mind. A lot. Kate, you know Helen who we shared a room with? What the hell was her last name?? Dumb question, I know, but somehow seems important.
Media was HILarious. Well, at the end. Me, Caitlin and Charline (GO ME! I remembered her name!) took pictures that somehow made a story... the criterea was to make a sequence of ten pictures where the first nine tell the beginning of a joke, and the tenth is the punchline picture. Anyway, they didn't get around to showing ours, but this other group's was EXCELLENT! I think Annabelle was in that group but can't be sure. Anyhow - there was this girl being bullied and in the end she tried to commit suicide but her friend stopped her. But then she got run over by a mini-van!!! The funniest thing was that they were playing that song my that girl... you know, "A heeero lies in yoooooooooou" over the top. I was in hysterics for minutes afterwords.
Hmm, what else was today? Oh yeah, Science. Ha. You know what, I think those years with Mr. Harris actually taught me something? Cos I knew the answers to all the questions. Mrs. Norris totally LOVES me. I felt like a complete Hermione, though. Even if the questions were as easy as: "What is Asexual reproduction?" There was me with my hand in the air. Alice pointed out to me that this is sad. I think she's a git - what do we go for school for, anyway?
Could someone please, please, please ask Mr. P where he got his copy of Sweeny Todd? Did he just copy off the TV or did he special order it? I only have a few vague memories to go with this excellent music!
Harry looked loftily at Snape but was slammed up against a wall, long sallow fingers choking about his neck, before he could even cross his arms over his chest. Snape hissed, inches from Harry's face, "Listen, Potter--I've a meeting with a white mask in less than a half hour so if you've anything of worth to say before I drop you to the floor--TELL ME NOW!"
Harry Disapparated from within Snape's grasp with a pop! and reappeared on the other side on the entry hall with his wand draw and panting heavily.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" Snape bellowed.
Harry Disapparated yet again and this time reappeared just a few feet in front of Snape. "STUPEFY!" Harry yelled, sending a jet of red light at Snape and then dodging away, anticipating it to be deflected. But Snape had Disapparated, mimicking Harry, and let the Stunner take a chunk out of the wallboard. He hissed something unintelligible, charging straight at Harry.
"Protego!" Harry responded, trying to deflect the silver sparks he saw shooting at him. But his gleaming blue shield did nothing to stop them and they cut right through, striking his face and slicing like tiny razors. Harry, momentarily shocked, held a hand up to his cheek and felt warm and wet blood.
The rage boiled within his veins now and he went to curse Snape but was stunned to find his arms pinned to his side with yet another spell he never saw nor knew. Snape, smirking and eyes alight with a fire Harry'd never before seen, stalked up to him like a hunter moving in for his kill.
Harry couldn't Disapparate; he'd been jinxed. He couldn't move; his feet were rooted to the floor.
Snape snarled as he pointed his wand at Harry's head and said, "Legilli--"
"STOP THIS AT ONCE!" a voice roared. Harry saw Snape's wand fly off in one direction while Snape himself flew backwards in the other. Dumbledore was now standing in the middle of the entry hall and Harry, still fighting to move anything at all, had never seen the aged wizard looking so enraged.
Harry Potter and the Acceptance of Fate - by Arya1
Music today was SO great, we just sat and listened to music. Ok, we have to write on it later, but we and Bronwyn were in giggles over her Once More With Feeling tracks. I have still not found the CD that will let me copy them!! Gr.. Charli was very excited because of her first guitar lesson; and then when I met Alice at the end of the day all she could do was complain about her next one - she hasn't even had it yet, geez! I think I prefer Charli's attitude (=
In English we have to write a story based on a holiday we've had. I picked the Barcelona tour, because Warnamboule was WAY too boring to turn into a story! I tried, actually, because I thought it would be easier, but the first two pages were the most boring, sarcastic examples of English Literature I have EVER seen. And that's saying something. So, I travel to spain in my mind. A lot. Kate, you know Helen who we shared a room with? What the hell was her last name?? Dumb question, I know, but somehow seems important.
Media was HILarious. Well, at the end. Me, Caitlin and Charline (GO ME! I remembered her name!) took pictures that somehow made a story... the criterea was to make a sequence of ten pictures where the first nine tell the beginning of a joke, and the tenth is the punchline picture. Anyway, they didn't get around to showing ours, but this other group's was EXCELLENT! I think Annabelle was in that group but can't be sure. Anyhow - there was this girl being bullied and in the end she tried to commit suicide but her friend stopped her. But then she got run over by a mini-van!!! The funniest thing was that they were playing that song my that girl... you know, "A heeero lies in yoooooooooou" over the top. I was in hysterics for minutes afterwords.
Hmm, what else was today? Oh yeah, Science. Ha. You know what, I think those years with Mr. Harris actually taught me something? Cos I knew the answers to all the questions. Mrs. Norris totally LOVES me. I felt like a complete Hermione, though. Even if the questions were as easy as: "What is Asexual reproduction?" There was me with my hand in the air. Alice pointed out to me that this is sad. I think she's a git - what do we go for school for, anyway?
Could someone please, please, please ask Mr. P where he got his copy of Sweeny Todd? Did he just copy off the TV or did he special order it? I only have a few vague memories to go with this excellent music!
Harry looked loftily at Snape but was slammed up against a wall, long sallow fingers choking about his neck, before he could even cross his arms over his chest. Snape hissed, inches from Harry's face, "Listen, Potter--I've a meeting with a white mask in less than a half hour so if you've anything of worth to say before I drop you to the floor--TELL ME NOW!"
Harry Disapparated from within Snape's grasp with a pop! and reappeared on the other side on the entry hall with his wand draw and panting heavily.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" Snape bellowed.
Harry Disapparated yet again and this time reappeared just a few feet in front of Snape. "STUPEFY!" Harry yelled, sending a jet of red light at Snape and then dodging away, anticipating it to be deflected. But Snape had Disapparated, mimicking Harry, and let the Stunner take a chunk out of the wallboard. He hissed something unintelligible, charging straight at Harry.
"Protego!" Harry responded, trying to deflect the silver sparks he saw shooting at him. But his gleaming blue shield did nothing to stop them and they cut right through, striking his face and slicing like tiny razors. Harry, momentarily shocked, held a hand up to his cheek and felt warm and wet blood.
The rage boiled within his veins now and he went to curse Snape but was stunned to find his arms pinned to his side with yet another spell he never saw nor knew. Snape, smirking and eyes alight with a fire Harry'd never before seen, stalked up to him like a hunter moving in for his kill.
Harry couldn't Disapparate; he'd been jinxed. He couldn't move; his feet were rooted to the floor.
Snape snarled as he pointed his wand at Harry's head and said, "Legilli--"
"STOP THIS AT ONCE!" a voice roared. Harry saw Snape's wand fly off in one direction while Snape himself flew backwards in the other. Dumbledore was now standing in the middle of the entry hall and Harry, still fighting to move anything at all, had never seen the aged wizard looking so enraged.
Harry Potter and the Acceptance of Fate - by Arya1