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snorkackcatcher : Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.
And: Post a single sentence from each
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If conversation number one from "Four Conversations That Could Have Saved the World (and One That Did)" happened...
In Harry's fifth year, his Uncle Sirius drops him off at King's Cross because his mum and dad have a meeting with his little sister's tutor for the same time. Harry doesn't mind. Uncle Sirius is pretty cool, even to a teenager, and it's way cooler to show up on a motorcycle than any other way he can think of.
But, it doesn't go quite like he though it would. He'd forgotten to account for the fact that Uncle Sirius' nephew Phineas would be starting Hogwarts this year and, as such, would be the focus of Uncle Sirius' attention. All of eleven-years-old and wide-eyed with his mum's rosy cheeks and his dad's carefully managed black hair, the boy reminds Harry just a little too much of his younger sister, who is only a year younger than Phineas after all, and he bores of him instantly, looking around for Ron or Hermione or Neville instead. He does finally spy Neville (or, rather, he spies a very large plant towering over the heads of everyone on the platform. But he assumes this is a very good sign as to where he might find his fellow Gryffindor) and makes to move in that general direction when Uncle Sirius' hand rests heavily on his shoulder.
"You'll look after him at school, won't you? Keep him safe?" Uncle Sirius says, with something of the horrors Harry knows he's seen dimming his grey eyes.
"It's Hogwarts>," Harry says with an innocent, reassuring smile. "What could happen to him there?"
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Love it! Thank you so very much. It's adorable. I can just see Sirius deciding to be protective of Regulus' son, and Harry's teen horror on having that duty.
Ah, the plant. Part of me was expecting a Ficus... heeheehee. ;~P
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