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Post by olwen on May 24, 2006 16:28:47 GMT -5
Thank you all for your kind words! I have to work twice as hard to write half as well as Cissy. She keeps the bar raised high!
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Post by billywiggy on May 27, 2006 22:46:17 GMT -5
OK, so I missed the deadline for this week's contest at CoS . . . (grumble grumble), so I'm posting it here so it doesn't feel like I wrote it for nothing. ;D
DUMBLEDORE”S PENSIEVE
He looked down into the shallow bowl, the afternoon sunlight glinting off the silvery liquid. So many memories . . . Harry’s angry face peered up at him, ‘Snape’s what happened! He told Voldemort about the prophecy -’ His voice echoing in the silence. Dumbledore inserted his wand and twirled it around in the silvery substance. Another face rose to the surface; a long sallow face, with black eyes, ‘Headmaster, you can’t know what you ask . . . you take too much for granted!’
A sharp pain ripped through Dumbledore’s chest. So much . . . it was all so much to ask of them. They were so young, both of them, and have already been through too much. Would either of them ever forgive him? Ever forgive him for what he was asking them to do? For what he would demand they do? Would they be able to forgive themselves? Could he forgive himself? He closed his eyes in exhaustion, rubbing his good hand over his face. How much longer could he last? How much longer until he finally got to rest. The liquid swirled again, and another dark-haired young man’s face drifted into view. ‘Good evening, Professor. I’m just on my way back from Professor Slughorn, sir.’ The cold eyes of the young man showed a brief flash of triumph before they were hidden behind long lashes. Another young man failed by Dumbledrore. No Tom, Dumbledore thought to himself, it’s time your game were ended.
Dumbledore stood up wearily, picked up the pensieve and placed it in the cupboard. He latched it securely and walked over to his chair to collect his traveling cloak. Gathering his strength around him, as he gathered the folds of his garment, he straightened his spine in preparation for the task ahead. Forgiveness would have to wait . . . now it was time for the hunt. The tracking and hunting down of what bits remained of Tom Riddle’s soul. Tom had already caused so much pain and destruction. Dumbledore would see an end to it . . . with the two people he loved the most in the world, who had been hurt the most by Tom . . . they would all see the end of this madness.
Dumbledore turned around, and walked toward the door of his office, he could hear Harry on the steps now. May he forgive them, may they all forgive him.
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Post by olwen on May 28, 2006 7:50:28 GMT -5
Billywiggy Dumbledore's Pensieve was great! I always thought Dumbledore's greatest regret had to do with not acting more forcefully on his suspicions about Tom Riddle, rather than trusting Snape. You really nailed the weary side of Dumbledore that we only get a glimpse of here and there. Good job!
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Post by hermione13snape on May 28, 2006 11:28:13 GMT -5
Yes Billywiggy that was brilliant... very good take on Dumbledore. His darker feelings played out there excellently.
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Post by Nokomis Snape on May 28, 2006 12:11:55 GMT -5
billywiggy, that was brilliant! I loved it!!!! So deep and passionate...you have a great writing style, I'd love to read more of your work if you have it.
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Post by billywiggy on May 28, 2006 13:54:23 GMT -5
Thanks Olwen, Hermione13Snape and Nokomis for your kind words! I so often write about Snape, it felt good to explore another character! ;D And here's where you can find more stuff of mine, Nokomis, if you feel so inclined. (Pimping myself out here shamlessly ) www.fanfiction.net/u/966039/
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Post by giggin on May 28, 2006 14:12:58 GMT -5
Nice work billywiggy ;D! "The hunt for Tom Riddle's soul" I love it!
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Post by Nokomis Snape on May 29, 2006 3:49:30 GMT -5
Thanks!!! I've bookmarked it to read when I'm not half asleep as I am now
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Post by R.L. on May 30, 2006 12:02:32 GMT -5
Bravo . . . Billywiggy!!! *clapclapclap!!!*
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Post by billywiggy on May 30, 2006 14:02:18 GMT -5
Aw, thanks giggin and radiantlight! *grins*
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Post by TigerSnake on Jun 10, 2006 18:24:46 GMT -5
Okay, I wrote this story at CoS in "Snape's Point of View 2: Post-HBP PTSS version" back in August of last year. Anyway, hope you like it:
After Two Butterbeers
It was a cold night. A breeze hit Severus Snape in the face as he walked towards the gates of Hogwarts. He had his cloak rapped tightly around him. It was freezing. Earlier that day, most of the students had left for their Christmas break. Snape was looking forward to staying in his dungeon office and working on his newest invention. It was not a spell, but a potion that makes the hair of the drinker silky smooth. That was his great plan for the holidays. Only the Dark Lord had decided to call upon his Death Eaters. Snape was going to ignore it and continue with his potion, but Dumbledore insisted on him going. “Bloody old man,” said Snape through clattering teeth. “Who does he think he is? If I want to stay in my dungeon and skip a Death Eater meeting, I shall!” But in the end he decided to go, after Dumbledore threaten him with removing him from the Defense Against the Dark Arts position and giving him his old potions job back. “I have big plans for my new potion,” continued Snape, talking to himself as he reached the gates. “If it works I could go public with it. I’ll have to market it …” he disapparated and appeared in the front yard of the Malfoys’ Manor, “… in the Daily Prophet. Should I extend it to the muggles? As a, erm, shampoo, is it? No. forget them.” Pause. “I will need a celebrity to advertise my hair product. That’ll bring in a lot of profits. Perhaps Dumbledore will be willing …” Just then he reached the front door of the Malfoys. He rang the doorbell. Filthy little mudbloods … muuudbloodsss … muuuudbloodssss! Snape hated mudbloods as much as the next Death Eater, (conveniently always forgetting that he, himself, was a half-blood) but that doorbell was the most annoying thing he had ever heard, and he has Hermione Granger as a student, and that’s saying something. No matter how many years he had spend coming to the Malfoys, he would never get used to that doorbell, which starts off low and ends in a high pitch. Snape heard hurried footsteps. Then the door opened. “I’m sorry I’m late. I was busy wi …” Snape stopped as he searched for who had opened the door. He found the “being” once he looked down. He was staring at a house-elf, but it wasn’t the one they had before. It was … “Kreacher?!” screamed Snape. He looked around to make sure they were alone. Snape stepped into the entrance hall. He turned to look at Kreacher, who was closing the front door. “Didn’t Potter send you to work in the kitchens in Hogwarts?” asked Snape, eyeing the disgusting creature. “Yes, but Kreacher hopes Professor Snape doesn’t tell Master,” and he bowed. “Kreacher will be back when term starts again,” the house-elf bowed again, his nose touching the floor. He started walking away towards another door. Snape could hear him mumbling to himself, “Filthy half-blood. Why great wizards like the Malfoys befriend him is a mystery to Kreacher. Kreacher’s seen him give that old geezer information about the Dark Lord. He is loyal to him. My Mistress Bellatrix knows he’s not to be trusted.…” Snape pulled out his wand and was about to hex the house-elf to keep his mouth shut, but just then someone came towards Snape. “Severus!” Snape turned and saw the teary eyes of Narcissa. She better not start crying again, he thought to himself. This may be her house, but that won’t stop me from using a silencing charm on her.... “Narcissa!” said Snape, trying to sound pleased to see her. Ever since the Dark Lord decided to make the Malfoys’ Manor HQ in late June, after the fiasco in the Ministry, he has had to endure the woman’s sobs over her imprisoned husband and pampered son. “Severus,” she repeated, “I’ve been waiting for you.” “Yes, well I was busy with … wait. What do you mean you’ve been waiting?” Snape’s eyes narrowing. “Well, erm, the Dark Lord passed out after two butterbeers … you know he never could hold down much of that.” Yes, he thought, that is true. “Well, I grabbed his hand and made it touch Bella’s Dark Mark to summon the Death E …” “I told her not to do it,” came Bellatrix’s voce. She appeared from the same room Narcissa had come from. “Why did you call the Dark Lord’s servants?” Snape asked, ignoring Bella's presence. Snape couldn’t tell what Narcissa was thinking; she was avoiding his eyes. “Well, I wanted to make a gift basket …” “A gift what? To whom?” demanded Snape. He couldn’t believe someone would be so stupid as to take advantage of the Dark Lord in his most vulnerable moments. It seemed Narcissa and Lucius were made for one another: they were both dunderheads. “A gift basket. You know. Little things in it and perhaps some snacks or fruits,” whispered Narcissa in a girlish voice. “Lucius has been very lonely and I was only thinking …” “Well you obviously were NOT thinking,” said Snape, also in a whisper, but in a threatening voice nonetheless. “What if the Dark Lord awakes?” “Exactly what I said!” exclaimed Bella. Snape ignored her. He kept his eyes on Narcissa, who was still looking at the floor. “We moved him to the study. We’re in the living area,” said Narcissa in an almost cheery voice, as if that settled the thing. How simple-minded. “So what? Every Death Eater is here to make this ‘gift’ for Lucius?” snapped Snape, looking questioningly at her. “No. I made Kreacher tell those I didn’t know or needed that it was a mistake and to leave.” “And they bought that?” “Yes. Actually, they seem quite glad to leave.” Here Snape rolled his eyes. No one saw him. Narcissa was still avoiding his gaze and Bella was standing next to him, also looking at her sister. How am I suppose to get out of this? I could’ve been back at Hogwarts improving my potion. And this silly, desperate woman had to drag me over here as if I cared what happens to her husband. Didn’t she have enough with the Unbreakable Vow I did with her a few months ago? Now a fruit basket? What an insane woman. I’ll never understand women. “If you come in we’ll be done much sooner. And the Dark Lord would never be the wiser,” said Narcissa, who was now looking at Snape with hopeful, teary eyes. Oh, she’s good, he thought. “Fine. Let’s do this … quickly.” He moved to follow her and saw Bella open her mouth to protest, but closed her mouth and followed as well. Narcissa threw open the double doors to the living area. There sitting amongst the various couches and armchairs sat a terrified Draco. Why is he so scared? Idiot boy. Snape didn’t have to see any farther to find the answer of why Draco was so afraid; Greyback was sitting next to him, looking at him as though Draco was a nice, juicy stake. An enormous blond man was also there. Two Death Eaters Snape knew to be brother and sister were sitting on a sofa. Gibbon was there too and so was … Wormtail?! Great! This is going to be a long, tedious night indeed. As Snape and Bella took empty seats, he saw what was on the long coffee table in front of them all. On it there was a huge empty basket. There were little nick-knacks, ribbons, fresh fruits, a card reading “Hope you get out of jail soon,” and other accessories. Narcissa stayed standing, looking at all them with a grand smile. “I want us to start by making a bigger version of this card I found, and I want you all to sign it …” Yes, perhaps I should’ve insisted a bit harder on not coming to this so-called ‘meeting.’ With that, he grabbed a Magic Marker and started drawing on the big piece of parchment that was to be the greeting card, which everyone had already gathered around it and started adding their personality to it.
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Post by Nokomis Snape on Jun 10, 2006 22:49:31 GMT -5
Ok, I have to ask...Is this a typo or on purpose...cause it's so funny if it's on purpose LOL
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Post by R.L. on Jun 10, 2006 23:13:40 GMT -5
Ok, I have to ask...Is this a typo or on purpose...cause it's so funny if it's on purpose LOL LOL Nokomis! Hahahaha! I didn't even see it! I really liked your story Tigersnake, do you have more stories? If you do, please post more!
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Post by TigerSnake on Jun 11, 2006 13:10:22 GMT -5
LOL. Yes it was a typo, Nokomis Snape. But I just fixed it.
And sorry, radiantlight, but that's the only fan fiction I've written, plus the one I submitted for "Snape's Second Worst Memory."
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Post by R.L. on Jun 11, 2006 17:05:02 GMT -5
LOL. Yes it was a typo, Nokomis Snape. But I just fixed it. And sorry, radiantlight, but that's the only fan fiction I've written, plus the one I submitted for "Snape's Second Worst Memory." Tigersnake, you really should do more! I really enjoyed reading you story! ;D
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Post by irishemerald on Jun 20, 2006 21:49:48 GMT -5
by Emerald J. Beckett (thats me The Dark Lord has returned. Now the faculty and students face a new challenge. What is happening to the students of Hogwarts? Why are only some affected? And what could the Potions Master do to protect them? AU OCThis is my first HP fanfiction story. It's an AU story which takes place during the summer between GOF and OOTP. I hope you enjoy it! Please review one way or another; I always enjoy reading feedback! Alright, after a month long wait, Chapter 6 is posted for anyone who may have been reading it. I do enjoy feedback, good or bad, so if you read, please review! www.fanfiction.net/s/2667426/6/
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Post by irishemerald on Jun 25, 2006 22:41:49 GMT -5
by Emerald J. Beckett (thats me ) The Greatest Headmaster of the history of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is dead. The Potions Master is now on the run, hiding from his former coworkers and friends. But what is getting ready for? And why is he returning to his once beloved home?Chapter 2 is complete and posted! The flashback some of you may remember, lol. Please read and review! www.fanfiction.net/s/2797595/2/
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Post by hermione13snape on Jul 21, 2006 12:23:53 GMT -5
Most of you might remember Dear Lily over on the CoS forums. Well it's over on The Petulant Poetess, with a few ah! Additions, (let's just say the story grew in its rating!)
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Post by irishemerald on Oct 7, 2006 17:32:58 GMT -5
by Emerald J. Beckett (thats me The Dark Lord has returned. Now the faculty and students face a new challenge. What is happening to the students of Hogwarts? Why are only some affected? And what could the Potions Master do to protect them? AU OCThis is my first HP fanfiction story. It's an AU story which takes place during the summer between GOF and OOTP. I hope you enjoy it! Please review one way or another; I always enjoy reading feedback! I know it has been quite a few months, but chapter 7 is finally complete and ready for your reading pleasure. Please take the time to read and review. I would love to get other Snape fans opinions. www.fanfiction.net/s/2667426/7/
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What do I do to ease the pain? Everybody sees the mask I put on!
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Post by waffl3ookiez on Jan 7, 2007 20:36:08 GMT -5
This thread is for posting links to your fan fiction/ fan fiction you've found online. If we post entire fan stories etc the thread will fill up quickly, so links only please Perhaps a paragraph or two as a teaser would be cool My problem is I don't have a link to it, I haven't posted it anywhere and it's not very long. The not very long can be fixed by me continuing on it, but the link thing is an issue! But anyway, I'm going to give you all a teaser to my own Alternate Universe (i think) Severus Snape story. I hope you all enjoy the teaser...
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