Double Trouble/A Wedding
Title: Double Trouble
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Sirius and James
Challenge: Direction
Word Count: 100
A/N: Eh, not canon. Well, it could be, I suppose. The prof isn't named because I was thinking it was the Slytherin head of house but I don't think we know who that is yet.
"Exactly how are we supposed to follow instructions, Professor," James snarled, throwing his quill down in exasperation with the Professor, "when you keep erasing the directions off the board before we can copy them."
The Professor walked over slowly, crowding James in his seat. "This is your N.E.W.T. year, Mr. Potter. I strongly suggest that you figure that one out for yourself."
As he walked away, Sirius whispered, "He is a cranky git today."
"I heard that, Mr. Black." The Professor smiled coldly at them, "Maybe you would like to help your friend figure out what to do. In detention."
Title: A Wedding
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Theodore/Pansy
Challenge: Direction
Word Count: 100
A/N: Wrote this one damn near backwards. Tell me if you like it.
Swallowing hard, he stood there, somehow, watching her float down the aisle, heading toward him. She had never looked more beautiful in her entire life, nor more untouchable.
Meeting her gaze, he watched as she flushed, losing her composure for a second. Not that it mattered, it only enhanced her beauty.
As the ceremony started, Theodore wished that he was anywhere but here, standing up for Draco. She had begged him not to, even though Draco asked him to attend.
But, he could never walk away from her. She was the compass point to which he fixed his tormented heart.
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Sirius and James
Challenge: Direction
Word Count: 100
A/N: Eh, not canon. Well, it could be, I suppose. The prof isn't named because I was thinking it was the Slytherin head of house but I don't think we know who that is yet.
"Exactly how are we supposed to follow instructions, Professor," James snarled, throwing his quill down in exasperation with the Professor, "when you keep erasing the directions off the board before we can copy them."
The Professor walked over slowly, crowding James in his seat. "This is your N.E.W.T. year, Mr. Potter. I strongly suggest that you figure that one out for yourself."
As he walked away, Sirius whispered, "He is a cranky git today."
"I heard that, Mr. Black." The Professor smiled coldly at them, "Maybe you would like to help your friend figure out what to do. In detention."
Title: A Wedding
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG
Characters: Theodore/Pansy
Challenge: Direction
Word Count: 100
A/N: Wrote this one damn near backwards. Tell me if you like it.
Swallowing hard, he stood there, somehow, watching her float down the aisle, heading toward him. She had never looked more beautiful in her entire life, nor more untouchable.
Meeting her gaze, he watched as she flushed, losing her composure for a second. Not that it mattered, it only enhanced her beauty.
As the ceremony started, Theodore wished that he was anywhere but here, standing up for Draco. She had begged him not to, even though Draco asked him to attend.
But, he could never walk away from her. She was the compass point to which he fixed his tormented heart.