The Final Horcrux, Somewhere Over the Burrow, Down Will Come Baby
Title: The Final Horcrux
House: Hufflepuff
Rating: G
Characters: Trio, Voldie the Plaid, surprise guest
Word Count: 100
A/N: Err…not exactly a talent, but certainly a hidden attribute…? Know I'm posting a lot - sorry if I'm being annoying. :lol: I just get on kicks like this. I disappear for months, and then dive back in. Sorry.
Smoke wafted across the field - Ron and Hermione held their breath as a figure began emerging…
“Watch it!” Ron bellowed, and the assembled army raised their wands.
“It’s alright,” Harry called, finally emerged, “I think…”
He paused, wand trembling in his shaking hands.
“I think we won.”
There was a moment of stunned silence, and then Ron’s whoop of triumph led the great, ear-splitting roar, as the Trio ran towards one another, laughing and crying.
Meanwhile, miles away, beneath the deep, cool water of the lake, the Darkest wizard that ever lived twined his eight arms and plotted his revenge…
Update: Added two more. Sorry so many. :lol: Got bit by the bug again, I guess.
Title: Somewhere Over the Burrow
House: Hufflepuff
Rating: R, for inventive cussing
Characters: Trio, OIC (Original Infant Character)
Challenge: Hidden Talent
Word Count: 100
A/N: Post-war.
“Going alright?” Hermione hollered, Brian Wulfric snug on her hip.
“GAAAAAH!” Harry howled, “Jesus, Judas, and Judy sodding Garland! Watch where you’re hammering, Ron!”
Ron roared with laughter as Hermione scowled at the empty bottles littering the base of the tree.
“Well, boys, it seems your talents lie in drinking and swearing rather than construction,” Hermione sighed, “Why you’re even building a playhouse for an infant, I - ”
“‘Playhouses’ are for girls,” Ron protested, “We are constructing a butch, manly ‘treehouse.’”
“What you’re doing,” Hermione grumbled, Episkeying a grateful Harry yet again, “Is deconstructing each other digit by painful digit.”
Title: Down Will Come Baby
House: Hufflepuff
Characters: Trio, OIC
Challenge: Hidden Talent
Word Count: 100
A/N: OIC develops a new talent. Post-war.
“Are you sure this is safe?” Hermione fretted, eyeing the rickety “treehouse” with very sensible reserve.
“Pssh!” Ron gestured, “Steady as a rock. Have a little faith, love.”
“Looks like a little faith is all that’s holding it up,” Harry muttered.
A gust of wind sighed, and a smattering of acorns from the ancient oak thudded against the plywood roof. With an ominous creak, and a deafening crash, the very manly treehouse resumed its former life is a very manly pile of wood on lawn.
“That’s it!” Ron wailed, “I’m bollocks at everything.”
“Dadad,” burbled Brian.
“Ron!” Hermione shrieked, joyfully.
House: Hufflepuff
Rating: G
Characters: Trio, Voldie the Plaid, surprise guest
Word Count: 100
A/N: Err…not exactly a talent, but certainly a hidden attribute…? Know I'm posting a lot - sorry if I'm being annoying. :lol: I just get on kicks like this. I disappear for months, and then dive back in. Sorry.
Smoke wafted across the field - Ron and Hermione held their breath as a figure began emerging…
“Watch it!” Ron bellowed, and the assembled army raised their wands.
“It’s alright,” Harry called, finally emerged, “I think…”
He paused, wand trembling in his shaking hands.
“I think we won.”
There was a moment of stunned silence, and then Ron’s whoop of triumph led the great, ear-splitting roar, as the Trio ran towards one another, laughing and crying.
Meanwhile, miles away, beneath the deep, cool water of the lake, the Darkest wizard that ever lived twined his eight arms and plotted his revenge…
Update: Added two more. Sorry so many. :lol: Got bit by the bug again, I guess.
Title: Somewhere Over the Burrow
House: Hufflepuff
Rating: R, for inventive cussing
Characters: Trio, OIC (Original Infant Character)
Challenge: Hidden Talent
Word Count: 100
A/N: Post-war.
“Going alright?” Hermione hollered, Brian Wulfric snug on her hip.
“GAAAAAH!” Harry howled, “Jesus, Judas, and Judy sodding Garland! Watch where you’re hammering, Ron!”
Ron roared with laughter as Hermione scowled at the empty bottles littering the base of the tree.
“Well, boys, it seems your talents lie in drinking and swearing rather than construction,” Hermione sighed, “Why you’re even building a playhouse for an infant, I - ”
“‘Playhouses’ are for girls,” Ron protested, “We are constructing a butch, manly ‘treehouse.’”
“What you’re doing,” Hermione grumbled, Episkeying a grateful Harry yet again, “Is deconstructing each other digit by painful digit.”
Title: Down Will Come Baby
House: Hufflepuff
Characters: Trio, OIC
Challenge: Hidden Talent
Word Count: 100
A/N: OIC develops a new talent. Post-war.
“Are you sure this is safe?” Hermione fretted, eyeing the rickety “treehouse” with very sensible reserve.
“Pssh!” Ron gestured, “Steady as a rock. Have a little faith, love.”
“Looks like a little faith is all that’s holding it up,” Harry muttered.
A gust of wind sighed, and a smattering of acorns from the ancient oak thudded against the plywood roof. With an ominous creak, and a deafening crash, the very manly treehouse resumed its former life is a very manly pile of wood on lawn.
“That’s it!” Ron wailed, “I’m bollocks at everything.”
“Dadad,” burbled Brian.
“Ron!” Hermione shrieked, joyfully.