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Monologue-ing
Title: Monologue-ing
Word Count: 100
House: Gryffindor
Characters: Harry, Voldemort, Wormtail
Challenge: Marauders
A/N: A little humor straight from "The Incredibles".
Harry looked up in terror.
“For years I have come after you only to have you thwart me. It seems as if your luck has run out. Your defeat is inevitable. Listen. Can you hear that? It is the sound of hundreds of voices crying out over the death of their beloved hero. You have met your end. How fitting that it would be at the house of your father-”
Avada Kedavra!
A green jet of light struck Voldemort. Harry stared at the figure that had muttered the curse.
Wormtail grinned.
“I had to do it. He was monologue-ing. ”
A/N2: This is the Extended Version that isn't to be counted. I just think the joke works better here. I'll leave it up to you to decide.
“At last I have you, Harry Potter,” the cold voice hissed. Harry looked up in terror. His wand had flown from his grip, falling out of reach. He gulped, staring into the red eyes that marked his doom. This was it.
“For years I have come after you, only to have you thwart me at every turn. You were lucky then, but it seems as if your luck has run out. Your defeat is inevitable. Listen. Can you hear that? It is the sound of hundreds of voices crying out over the death of their beloved hero. You have met your end. How fitting that it would be at the house of your father-”
Avada Kedavra!
A green jet of light struck Voldemort square in the back. A look of shock appeared on the villains face as he slumped forward, finally defeated. Harry looked at the figure that had muttered the curse.
“Only a rat would shoot a guy in the back,” Harry croaked. Wormtail grinned.
“I had to do it. He was monologue-ing. I hate it when he does that.”
Word Count: 100
House: Gryffindor
Characters: Harry, Voldemort, Wormtail
Challenge: Marauders
A/N: A little humor straight from "The Incredibles".
Harry looked up in terror.
“For years I have come after you only to have you thwart me. It seems as if your luck has run out. Your defeat is inevitable. Listen. Can you hear that? It is the sound of hundreds of voices crying out over the death of their beloved hero. You have met your end. How fitting that it would be at the house of your father-”
Avada Kedavra!
A green jet of light struck Voldemort. Harry stared at the figure that had muttered the curse.
Wormtail grinned.
“I had to do it. He was monologue-ing. ”
A/N2: This is the Extended Version that isn't to be counted. I just think the joke works better here. I'll leave it up to you to decide.
“At last I have you, Harry Potter,” the cold voice hissed. Harry looked up in terror. His wand had flown from his grip, falling out of reach. He gulped, staring into the red eyes that marked his doom. This was it.
“For years I have come after you, only to have you thwart me at every turn. You were lucky then, but it seems as if your luck has run out. Your defeat is inevitable. Listen. Can you hear that? It is the sound of hundreds of voices crying out over the death of their beloved hero. You have met your end. How fitting that it would be at the house of your father-”
Avada Kedavra!
A green jet of light struck Voldemort square in the back. A look of shock appeared on the villains face as he slumped forward, finally defeated. Harry looked at the figure that had muttered the curse.
“Only a rat would shoot a guy in the back,” Harry croaked. Wormtail grinned.
“I had to do it. He was monologue-ing. I hate it when he does that.”