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Stump the writer... as filched from [livejournal.com profile] the_con_cept

[1] Go to my list of fics and pick out a line or three from one of my stories. (could we make it one long line, or two?)
[2] I will respond with which story of mine I think it's from. I SWEAR I WON'T CHEAT. (honest! It's no fun otherwise!)
[3] A drabble of choice for the first three of you that manage to stump me ;). (let's just hope that regularly re-reading my fic helps me out here).


I'll do the guessworkreplies tomorrow night, as I need to be in bed now :)

Date: 2008-09-09 01:33 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] fairlyironic.livejournal.com
Granger's arms were flung around the still body of Potter's Weasley friend, who was dragged between her and another one of the same brood. Granger was sobbing and shaking like under the aftershock of Cruciatus. Weasley's lips were blue, his skin unnaturally white except for a violent red bruise around his neck.

stump attempt

Date: 2008-09-09 04:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tsuj.livejournal.com
*fangirls you greatly* :)

I watch silent tears spilling from his eyes, listen to the heart-wrenching sobs and wonder what hurts him more: that it is the truth, or that I have spoken it aloud.

Date: 2008-09-09 06:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ms-sdak.livejournal.com
A blast from the past. *hehe*

Harry gives a sob that shakes his whole frame and bites down on his already bleeding lower lip before hoisting himself up by the arms.

Date: 2008-09-09 10:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fpb.livejournal.com
"Eat. St Mungo's food is rumoured to be even worse than our meat-and-pumpkin juice diet downstairs."

Date: 2008-09-10 11:34 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] snorkackcatcher
Actually, I picked out a couple of lines. :) (Two different stories.)

It has happened before once or twice, although I have achieved a reputation for both discretion and for dealing very sharply with that kind of treatment.

He realised immediately that it hadn't been the most prudent thing to say. A flicker ran through the hateful grey eyes, like a sliver of lightning through a sea of storm clouds.

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