Part of my writing process, when I can't get any writing done, is to write random prompts. Here are ten, which you should feel free to take. If you do take one, please post your result (or, if it's long, a link to it) in comments. (I'll update this post to reflect your offering.)
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Please find the prompts and links to the responses to them under the cut. )
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Dear Mrs. Snape,
We are pleased to inform you that we have post-humously cleared your son, one Severus Snape (b. 1959 d. 1998), of all charges regarding the slaying of one Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore (b. 1840 d. 1997), high treason against the Orders of Merlin and Ministry of Magic, conspiracy to commit murder, abduction of a minor, and undue influence of a minor. However, his secondary offense of treason against the Ministry of Magic, in the matters of the years 1977 through 1980 are still under review.
We also regret to inform you that, despite your ardent reuqests, we refuse to charge Harry James Potter, Order of Merlin First Class, with conspiracy to commit murder and murder in the first degree or crimes of war (re: torture) in regard to your son's untimely death. Our most sincere apologies.
Sincerely,
Rufus Scrimgeour
Minister of Magic
June 18, 2002
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I apologise for the woe.
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Damn bureaucrats! Thank you for playing. :D
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"Avada Kedavra!"
"Oh, Ron! He was a Horcrux. He needed to die," she explained, to a shocked Ron. She refilled his cup of tea. "I know it is a shock, but it needed to happen."
The red head stared at her. "You killed Harry."
"And no one can know, right? We'd both be in trouble then."
He nodded helplessly.
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I apologise for playing twice and double depression counts.
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I must admit I haven't seen this coming
8)mess
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“You are going to Durmstrang.”
“What? But Mother said…”
“Your mother left for France this morning. You leave for Durmstrang in three weeks.”
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Eight years later, Draco Malfoy returned to England. He stepped out of the Floo center, his blond hair short and his red uniform tidy and soot free. Almost immediately, he bumped into a man with dark hair that flopped in his face.
“You - you must be Harry Potter!” Draco cried, his native tongue now lightly accented. “I read about you in Father’s papers… The Slytherin who killed Slytherin’s Heir!”
Harry smiled at the handsome stranger. He was not used to people being pleased to meet him, unless they were reporters. “I am. Would you like to join me in the Leaky Cauldron for a drink?”
Draco smiled back. What a way to celebrate his return - a drink with a gorgeous, famous stranger.
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Ok. I promise I'll stop. I just wanted to write something happy.
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so Draco has an accent now, has he...
*is gigling*
I loved the whole The Slytherin who killed Slytherin’s Heir! comment.
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