FIC: Sweet & Right
Title: Sweet & Right
Author: Adelaide Elizabeth Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: Harry Potter
Categories: vignette, drabble
Rating: G
Archive: not this one, no
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patient and understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write.
Disclaimer: Hogwarts and all other recognisable characters are the registered copyright of J K Rowling, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it. The poem Harry quotes is Dulce Et Decorum Est, by Wilfred Owen
Notes: 100 word drabbled written for the 'poetry' challenge at hp100
Summary: An odd homework assignment gives Harry, Ron & Hermione the boost they need in the arduous battle against Voldemort.
"So, remind me again exactly what poetry has to do with Transfiguration?"
"Well, actually Ron, I think you'll find that…" Hermione sighed and shook her head, placing her quill back in the inkbottle. "I have no idea," she admitted. "Harry, do you?" She asked, frowning when he didn't answer her. "Harry?"
"Guys, listen to this; 'Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori'. It means…"
"It is sweet and right to die for your country," Hermione whispered. She glanced at both Ron and Harry, tears shining in her eyes. "I think I know why McGonagall wanted us to read this poem."
Author: Adelaide Elizabeth Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: Harry Potter
Categories: vignette, drabble
Rating: G
Archive: not this one, no
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patient and understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write.
Disclaimer: Hogwarts and all other recognisable characters are the registered copyright of J K Rowling, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it. The poem Harry quotes is Dulce Et Decorum Est, by Wilfred Owen
Notes: 100 word drabbled written for the 'poetry' challenge at hp100
Summary: An odd homework assignment gives Harry, Ron & Hermione the boost they need in the arduous battle against Voldemort.
"So, remind me again exactly what poetry has to do with Transfiguration?"
"Well, actually Ron, I think you'll find that…" Hermione sighed and shook her head, placing her quill back in the inkbottle. "I have no idea," she admitted. "Harry, do you?" She asked, frowning when he didn't answer her. "Harry?"
"Guys, listen to this; 'Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori'. It means…"
"It is sweet and right to die for your country," Hermione whispered. She glanced at both Ron and Harry, tears shining in her eyes. "I think I know why McGonagall wanted us to read this poem."