My Rosencrabbe and Guildengoyle

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Also among what I wanted to post:

- Why Elsha's Theo outawesomes Hamlet
- Why Sansa and Ophelia are both shockingly similar and shockingly different
- How highschool is ending and I am cool about it
- How I wanna have Horatio all night long
- What I got when I pwned my Republic English Competition
- Catbirthdayprompt whatwhat?

Instead, you get a meme.

Comments

Re: My Mythology. Greek, cause that's how I swing.

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Hmm, lemme reconstruct you the beginning.

My name is Remus Lupin. I am nineteen, I am straight and I don't know what to do with a diary.

Origami?

Wh -- who are you?

My name is Daphne, and I am your diary, Master.

Sirius?

Daphne. Unless you'd prefer me to change my name. One of my previous owner called me ink-wright.

Owner? Was is a Black, maybe?

I'm not allowed to talk about my old owners, forgive me.

Sirius gave me you for my birthday, he said he found you on his attic. I'm... oh dear. You're not a joke, then?

I'm afraid not.

Well, this is awkward.

Except the dialogue was less lame. And he wrote in her forevermore - there were excerpts for when his friends died, for when he was drunk and womanless etc, and slowly they developed a crush on each other. And by crush I mean creepy supernatural emotional dependance. And he fell into her memories, wherein a triple-chinned Muggle slave owner chased and chased and chased her and she Transfigured herself into a laurel tree, but then some nasty wizard law got interfered and punished her with becoming a book. Meanwhile, Remus's Patronus became a laurel tree. Hah. I'm not sure how that worked.

Then it all culminated in the end of PoA, he turned a werewolf, lost Sirius and was all woe is me and then she said "Remus, open your soul to me," and then she became corporeal ala Tom Riddle, but she feeded off on Remus's energy, so they had to have very quick sex with perfect balance of life/energy least they both DIE.
sasdsadisadhuasdhu dude, I wish I'd written this.