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wk_100 "Crossovers" challenge. First drabble rated PG-13 for inference and written with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
penelope_z. Others rated G.
Charmless
The two dark-haired men strode down the corridors, black robes flapping, children scattering like frightened sparrows before a pair of hawks. As they descended the dungeon steps, one spoke,
"Really, Crawford, I just don’t understand what you see in that… cretin."
"He has his... hmmm... good points, Severus."
“Well those ‘good points’ were banging the bed against the wall and didn't let me get any sleep last night.” His companion commented sourly, then continued, "Have you never heard of a silencing charm?"
Crawford grimaced.
"If those worked on Schuldig I’d have been using one permanently for the last several years."
Chosing
The red table discussed him in loud voices, full of boisterous bravado. His gaze passed over the yellow-clad students’ friendly smiles with barely a pause. The blue table assessed and dissected him behind poised intellectual facades. The green table eyed him with suspicion and cold appraisal.
//Hmm, what a smart boy! I believe Ravencl… //
//No.//
//Really, m’boy I do know wh… //
//And I know how to separate your molecular structure.//
//Hmmf! Well, if you’re going to blackmail me, it will have to be… //
“SLYTHERIN!”
Nagi stood up, unsmiling, removed the Sorting Hat and walked towards his new housemates.
The New DADA Professor
The students gathered outside the DADA classroom fidgeted and whispered to each other in quiet, scared voices.
“C’mon, he can’t be that bad!” muttered Dennis to Natalie, who just shook her head and murmured back,
“You heard what he did to Malfoy! Not that he didn’t deserv… “
The door was suddenly flung wide. Tall, long-haired and even more flamboyant than Lockhart, thought Dennis.
“Ah! My next set of victims, er, students! Come in, kinder.”
And the accompanying smile was that of a psychotic kneazle.
“Just remember,” Natalie continued, “Whatever you do, don’t ask if he’s related to the Weasleys.”
wk_100 "Crossovers" challenge. First drabble rated PG-13 for inference and written with penelope_z. Others rated G.Charmless
The two dark-haired men strode down the corridors, black robes flapping, children scattering like frightened sparrows before a pair of hawks. As they descended the dungeon steps, one spoke,
"Really, Crawford, I just don’t understand what you see in that… cretin."
"He has his... hmmm... good points, Severus."
“Well those ‘good points’ were banging the bed against the wall and didn't let me get any sleep last night.” His companion commented sourly, then continued, "Have you never heard of a silencing charm?"
Crawford grimaced.
"If those worked on Schuldig I’d have been using one permanently for the last several years."
Chosing
The red table discussed him in loud voices, full of boisterous bravado. His gaze passed over the yellow-clad students’ friendly smiles with barely a pause. The blue table assessed and dissected him behind poised intellectual facades. The green table eyed him with suspicion and cold appraisal.
//Hmm, what a smart boy! I believe Ravencl… //
//No.//
//Really, m’boy I do know wh… //
//And I know how to separate your molecular structure.//
//Hmmf! Well, if you’re going to blackmail me, it will have to be… //
“SLYTHERIN!”
Nagi stood up, unsmiling, removed the Sorting Hat and walked towards his new housemates.
The New DADA Professor
The students gathered outside the DADA classroom fidgeted and whispered to each other in quiet, scared voices.
“C’mon, he can’t be that bad!” muttered Dennis to Natalie, who just shook her head and murmured back,
“You heard what he did to Malfoy! Not that he didn’t deserv… “
The door was suddenly flung wide. Tall, long-haired and even more flamboyant than Lockhart, thought Dennis.
“Ah! My next set of victims, er, students! Come in, kinder.”
And the accompanying smile was that of a psychotic kneazle.
“Just remember,” Natalie continued, “Whatever you do, don’t ask if he’s related to the Weasleys.”