Pansy/What is in a Name/Poison/Transfer Student
Title: Pansy
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Pansy
Challenge: What's in a Name?
Word Count: 100
A/N: I just bet she would be pissed!
"There they go again."
Pansy arched an eyebrow, "There who goes?"
Millicent smirked slightly, "Your precious Draco," she pointed, "And Weasley." Putting her hand on her chin, Millicent mused, "I do so wonder where they go."
Pansy's eyes narrowed as she watched the redhead cross to the door Draco just used. Making her excuses, Pansy left, pretending a nonchalance she did not feel. Easily tracking the clandestine couple, Pansy caught them making out in the shadows and ran away, furious.
"We'll just see who is the Pansy around here." Seeking out a surprised Theodore, Pansy kissed him, hard. Let's see how Draco likes it.
Title: What is in a Name?
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Harry, in reference to Hermione
Challenge: What's in a Name?
Word Count: 100
A/N: Some one is musing to himself.
Hermione Jane Granger.
Aptly named, he snorted to himself, the woman was a bloody messenger, often popping in with just the right answer to the problem. Of course, she gave unwanted advice ... then again, so did Hermes.
Earthly, well, she certainly was that. If anyone could pick apart magic and apply scientific rules to it, she would be the one to do it.
He smiled, she was definitely eloquent. Sometimes she made him feel so privileged to call her a friend.
Jane is Hebrew for gracious. Closing his eyes, he remembered her floating down the stairs at the Yule Ball.
Hermione Jane Potter?
Title: Poison
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Bellatrix
Challenge: What's in a Name?
Word Count: 100
A/N: Just playing with my favorite DE again.
"Do you know what this is?"
The man swallowed convulsively, "A vial."
She licked her lips, practically purring, "Can you tell me what is in the vial?"
Adjusting his glasses, he peered at the liquid, "Not without testing."
Burying her fingers in his hair, she yanked his head back, "Then you are useless." Slowly, she smiled, running a blood red nail down his cheek, "Well, maybe not. Let's just see what this is, shall we?"
Later, Bella stepped over the man hallucinating and convulsing on the floor, smirking to herself. "Just as I thought," she crooned to the dying man, "it's belladonna. My favorite."
Title: Transfer Student
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, transfer from America student
Challenge: What's in a Name?
Word Count: 100
A/N: Sorry, just me being silly again. If it doesn't count, that's cool too.
Ron stared at the new transfer student and swallowed hard. She was just... beautiful. "So," he stammered, feeling the skin on his neck heat up, "what is your name?"
With a perfect smile replacing her vacant expression, the buxom blonde turned to Ron, "Oh," she said brightly, "My name is Crystal (the best stone ever), Ebony (the French half is related to the Blacks), Purity (and I am, ask anyone back home), Lilac (my favorite color), Potter-Smith."
Harry jostled Hermione with his elbow before the girl even finished her name, "Let's get out of here before Miss Sparkleypoo realizes I'm sitting here."
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Pansy
Challenge: What's in a Name?
Word Count: 100
A/N: I just bet she would be pissed!
"There they go again."
Pansy arched an eyebrow, "There who goes?"
Millicent smirked slightly, "Your precious Draco," she pointed, "And Weasley." Putting her hand on her chin, Millicent mused, "I do so wonder where they go."
Pansy's eyes narrowed as she watched the redhead cross to the door Draco just used. Making her excuses, Pansy left, pretending a nonchalance she did not feel. Easily tracking the clandestine couple, Pansy caught them making out in the shadows and ran away, furious.
"We'll just see who is the Pansy around here." Seeking out a surprised Theodore, Pansy kissed him, hard. Let's see how Draco likes it.
Title: What is in a Name?
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Harry, in reference to Hermione
Challenge: What's in a Name?
Word Count: 100
A/N: Some one is musing to himself.
Hermione Jane Granger.
Aptly named, he snorted to himself, the woman was a bloody messenger, often popping in with just the right answer to the problem. Of course, she gave unwanted advice ... then again, so did Hermes.
Earthly, well, she certainly was that. If anyone could pick apart magic and apply scientific rules to it, she would be the one to do it.
He smiled, she was definitely eloquent. Sometimes she made him feel so privileged to call her a friend.
Jane is Hebrew for gracious. Closing his eyes, he remembered her floating down the stairs at the Yule Ball.
Hermione Jane Potter?
Title: Poison
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Bellatrix
Challenge: What's in a Name?
Word Count: 100
A/N: Just playing with my favorite DE again.
"Do you know what this is?"
The man swallowed convulsively, "A vial."
She licked her lips, practically purring, "Can you tell me what is in the vial?"
Adjusting his glasses, he peered at the liquid, "Not without testing."
Burying her fingers in his hair, she yanked his head back, "Then you are useless." Slowly, she smiled, running a blood red nail down his cheek, "Well, maybe not. Let's just see what this is, shall we?"
Later, Bella stepped over the man hallucinating and convulsing on the floor, smirking to herself. "Just as I thought," she crooned to the dying man, "it's belladonna. My favorite."
Title: Transfer Student
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, transfer from America student
Challenge: What's in a Name?
Word Count: 100
A/N: Sorry, just me being silly again. If it doesn't count, that's cool too.
Ron stared at the new transfer student and swallowed hard. She was just... beautiful. "So," he stammered, feeling the skin on his neck heat up, "what is your name?"
With a perfect smile replacing her vacant expression, the buxom blonde turned to Ron, "Oh," she said brightly, "My name is Crystal (the best stone ever), Ebony (the French half is related to the Blacks), Purity (and I am, ask anyone back home), Lilac (my favorite color), Potter-Smith."
Harry jostled Hermione with his elbow before the girl even finished her name, "Let's get out of here before Miss Sparkleypoo realizes I'm sitting here."