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sydney_lynne. I <33333333 you!!! Not to take away from the others who have very fabulously feedbacked me in the past, so I'll admit that I've felt a buzz of creativity today. SL's feedback came at just the right time. Am in a writing mode, which I hope lasts for awhile. W00t! I want to thank you. How about a fic? Give me 5 elements! Or, I suppose I could just tackle one of my other plot bunnies. Of course, the caveat here is that 1) the fic might suck (*coughnotTHATwaycough*); 2) I might not actually finish it for ages (but I'd definitely try for your birthday, at the very least. Heehee). Not sure how familiar HP peeps are with "elements," but I mean like ... a banana, Ron with a bloody nose, Draco kisses Harry on the third Tuesday in May, Hermione in a Quidditch uniform, Ginny takes an Herbology exam.
I only have two days of cleaning left. Eeeeeeeeeee. Of course I will wait till the last minute; that's what being a world-class procrastinator is all about.
sydney_lynne. I <33333333 you!!! Not to take away from the others who have very fabulously feedbacked me in the past, so I'll admit that I've felt a buzz of creativity today. SL's feedback came at just the right time. Am in a writing mode, which I hope lasts for awhile. W00t! I want to thank you. How about a fic? Give me 5 elements! Or, I suppose I could just tackle one of my other plot bunnies. Of course, the caveat here is that 1) the fic might suck (*coughnotTHATwaycough*); 2) I might not actually finish it for ages (but I'd definitely try for your birthday, at the very least. Heehee). Not sure how familiar HP peeps are with "elements," but I mean like ... a banana, Ron with a bloody nose, Draco kisses Harry on the third Tuesday in May, Hermione in a Quidditch uniform, Ginny takes an Herbology exam.I only have two days of cleaning left. Eeeeeeeeeee. Of course I will wait till the last minute; that's what being a world-class procrastinator is all about.
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Date: 2003-08-27 02:55 pm (UTC)If it's Harry's, I'd definately like to see that!
And yay for bestest feedback ever! You deserve it.
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Date: 2003-08-27 04:36 pm (UTC)Today is apparently a Good Feedback kind of day (don't think I've forgotten your Word doc feedback, because that like, made my month). There was darling
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Date: 2003-08-27 04:40 pm (UTC)That's okay, I didn't think you had forgotten my email. Sydney is a wonderful reviewer *g* and like I said - you deserve it. Every word.
From your biggest fangirl *G*
*<3's back*
Date: 2003-08-27 02:56 pm (UTC)Five elements? *Wibble* *Feels pressure at being uncreative glop* I'll have to think about it--is 8 months from my birthday anyhow--but the thought is greatly appreciated. And use that creative surge!
Re: *<3's back*
Date: 2003-08-27 04:29 pm (UTC)Re: *<3's back*
Date: 2003-08-27 06:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-27 03:41 pm (UTC)2) Ron/house-elves slash
3) Ginny character death
4) a cat beating the crap out of a dog
5) an earthquake
As you know but probably don't care, my birthday is in May. I suggest you do this as a present for
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Date: 2003-08-27 04:16 pm (UTC)Ginny heard the earthquake before she saw it. The clink of her nail polish bottles as they rattled together on the dresser alerted her that something was wrong, even before everything began to shake around her. She stumbled to the doorway, instinctively knowing what to do despite never before having experienced an earthquake, because she was a survivor.
But this was no ordinary earthquake. It continued long after it was supposed to stop, and she could hear the panicked yells of her house-mates as the old castle walls started to break apart and crumble around them. Clearly, they all had to get outside, where the grounds stretched far and wide without any powerlines or glass potentially falling on people whatsoever.
"Get out, everyone get out!" Ginny yelled, sprinting from the doorway and running down the stairs.
She saw Harry and Hermione make a break for it, each trying to get through the portrait hole first.
"I need to get out, I'm the Boy Who Lived!" Harry shouted, shoving Hermione aside.
"You've been the Boy Who Lived long enough," Hermione retorted, elbowing him in the stomach. "Now get out of my way!!!"
They pushed and scratched each other until they both fell into a heap on the floor, and it looked like biting had gotten into the mix. Ginny jumped over them.
As she ran through the corridors (nearly missing being brained by falling debris several times), she shouted warnings to everyone she passed, who all seemed completely dumbfounded over what to do in this situation. She passed by the kitchens, and thought that she really ought to warn the house-elves, who were probably cowering in fright, not knowing what was going on.
She found Ron, his trousers around his ankles, a house-elf in front of him (concealing his nether regions), and his eyes were closed. His expression was, it could only be termed, blissful.
"Oh, for --" Ginny said, disgusted. She thought about turning around and leaving him there, but instead she snapped, "Ron! There is an earthquake. We all have to leave right now!"
Ron's eyes popped open. "Huh? What, really? I thought it was Winky ..."
Ginny didn't wait to hear the rest, but continued on her way out once more. As she neared the front doors, she saw that Crookshanks had caught a mouse between his giant paws and was playing with it, if you called batting it in the face and occasionally unleashing his claws on it playing. Ginny finally realised that it was not a rat, but a very small, defenseless dog.
"Crookshanks, stop that!" she shrieked, and drop-kicked him. "I should have known. Evil creatures, cats," she muttered, gathering the little dog into her arms.
Suddenly the ground began to shake with even more intensity, and large stones began to fall around them as the castle deteriorated. Ginny was about to dash out the doors when the cries of a helpless human being reached her ears.
"Help!" the girl cried. "My foot ... it's trapped ..."
Ginny turned and saw the girl -- a redhead, too, but her hair colour was probably fake, unlike Ginny's -- she was sitting on the ground, her foot trapped beneath a large stone, while uncaring students ran past her without a second glance. Ginny ran up to the girl. "Just hold still," she said breathlessly. She pulled out her wand and cried, "Wingardium Leviosa!"
Instantly, the heavy stone lifted and freed the trapped girl. Ginny let the stone fall a safe distance from them, and helped the girl up. The girl was limping and crying and whining and acting pretty much like a big baby.
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Date: 2003-08-27 04:16 pm (UTC)"Robbie," the girl sniffed. "I'm in Hufflepuff. I hurt my ankle."
"Hufflepuff," Ginny muttered. "Figures. How did it get you like that? I would have thought it would have dropped on your head."
"Well," said Robbie, "I actually had already fallen. You see, there was this parrot and I wanted to make it my pet ... but then I tripped because the ground was shaking so badly and I hadn't tied my shoes properly -- I was naked when the earthquake began and hastily threw on clothes -- and I injured my boob! And then the stone kind of fell on my ankle."
"Ouch," said Ginny sympathetically.
"Yeah. I was watching 'Changing Rooms.' Do you watch that show? I had my dad petition to let me have a Muggle telly in my room--"
"Ginny, look out!" A voice yelled from behind them. It was Draco Malfoy, her boyfriend of barely a week. They had only just started to go out, risking the wrath of all their friends and family so that they might forge a life together.
Ginny looked up and saw that an enormous stone was about to drop onto them. She only had time to shove the little dog into Robbie's arms and push them both out of the way before the stone struck, killing Ginny instantly.
Draco spent the rest of his days mourning the bright-eyed girl he would always love, even if she did turn out to be a stupidly brave Gryffindor like all the rest, and Robbie forgot all about the girl who saved her life, because she had a really bad memory.
The End
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Date: 2003-08-27 04:32 pm (UTC)That's just how it would happen.
Excellent story, very gripping (I was really worried how you'd work the dog into it, but you proved my fears groundless with your effortless prose) -- but I must state for the record: This so does not count as my birthday present. I still expect additional compensation for turning another year older. (And Robbie does NOT get to dictate my present!! You know she'll have you get me the Changing Rooms boxed set. "No, really, she LOVES it.")
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Date: 2003-08-27 05:26 pm (UTC)//"Ouch," said Ginny sympathetically.//
*sniff* It's so good!
Happy Birthday to Jade, Happy Birthday to Jade, Don't forget the Changing Rooms box set, Happy Birthday to Jade!
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Date: 2003-08-27 05:37 pm (UTC)1. H/Hr snogging
2. A bald Draco
3. Dumbledore dancing the Macarena
4. Crookshanks/MsNorris (the other OotP)
Aaaaand....
5. Hermione wearing nothing but Harry's Quidditch shirt.
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Date: 2003-08-27 05:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-27 05:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-27 06:06 pm (UTC)You're younger than me. How depressing.
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Date: 2003-08-27 06:12 pm (UTC)Damn! I didn't think of that... Which goes to show just how much malice we have, uh? =P
You're younger than me. How depressing.
If it makes you feel better, I feel like I'm 25 going on 50. Working in a university where about 1,000 or so 18 year olds pass in front of your window every day will do that for you ;)
:D
Date: 2003-08-27 06:48 pm (UTC)WELL, I am sure that IF you wanted him, it would be no problem. I mean everyone knows how sexy the fandom is.
;)