Hmm, i don't actually like this much. Hope you get more, better, fills OP!
"NO!"
"Sherlock?" John ran worriedly into the sitting room, "What is it? What's the problem?"
"This is the problem." Sherlock threw the book at the coffee table, dislodging a mound of papers. Before sitting back up and crossing his arms huffily. John picked the book up out of interest, epecting some scientific journal with an offensive typo or something. What actually greeted him was;
Harry Potter and the Deathly Heallows
"You're reading Harry Potter?" He asked, mouth hanging open a little in shock.
"Obviously."
"What's the problem then? I liked the ending, so if it's that..."
"No, it's just; How did Dumbledore get the Elder Wand?"
"What?" This was a pretty surreal conversation, John felt like he was going to wake up any moment. "He won it off that Grindlywart didn't he?"
"Grindlewald, John. Get it right. And how? How could he win it off him when the wand's suppose to be unbeatable ?"
John stood in the doorway for a moment, surveying the angry face of the consulting detective, and the child's book in his hand. He would've laughed - if Sherlock hadn't just pointed out a plotole in one of his favourite books.
Actually, he did laugh. Because the idea of the world's biggest genius stropping over a Harry Potter book was just too funny to remain straight-faced at.
"NO!"
"Sherlock?" John ran worriedly into the sitting room, "What is it? What's the problem?"
"This is the problem." Sherlock threw the book at the coffee table, dislodging a mound of papers. Before sitting back up and crossing his arms huffily. John picked the book up out of interest, epecting some scientific journal with an offensive typo or something. What actually greeted him was;
Harry Potter and the Deathly Heallows
"You're reading Harry Potter?" He asked, mouth hanging open a little in shock.
"Obviously."
"What's the problem then? I liked the ending, so if it's that..."
"No, it's just; How did Dumbledore get the Elder Wand?"
"What?" This was a pretty surreal conversation, John felt like he was going to wake up any moment. "He won it off that Grindlywart didn't he?"
"Grindlewald, John. Get it right. And how? How could he win it off him when the wand's suppose to be unbeatable ?"
John stood in the doorway for a moment, surveying the angry face of the consulting detective, and the child's book in his hand. He would've laughed - if Sherlock hadn't just pointed out a plotole in one of his favourite books.
Actually, he did laugh. Because the idea of the world's biggest genius stropping over a Harry Potter book was just too funny to remain straight-faced at.
He was totally blogging this later.
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Oh, Sherlock...
Well done anon!
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Lovely, by the way.
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