Hedwig
Ravenclaw Prefect
7th Year Team Elements Beater Muffin Club Member Wand: Maple, 7", Dragon Heartstring, Quite Slender Robes: Black w/ Ravenclaw crest & blue edging, 8 Books: 27 Extra Items: Freddie, 8+ Animal Sounds Sweet, Choco Chip Muffin Broom: Nimbus 1000[b
Follow the butterflies!
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Post by Hedwig on May 9, 2011 10:39:36 GMT -5
Hi everybody!
This week your prompt is: Comeback
Remember to write exactly 100 words - no more, no less, keep your drabbles PG-13, spell-check before you post, and ensure that your drabbles take place in the HP Universe, though they may be as AU as you want.
Since it has been awhile since the last Drabble Contest, it might be a good idea to refresh your minds by looking at the rest of the threads in this board: there's one that explains the rules, another for the marking criteria, and there are also tons of examples of old contests. Good luck!
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Post by Sadira Black on May 9, 2011 18:08:50 GMT -5
He was tired of being made fun of every day, of being ridiculed and made a circus object. He was tired of the pointing, the laughing, the sneers. He was tired of everything. But most of all, he was tired of not being noticed by the one person that he thought actually cared. He had made his choice. There was no turning back now. He would show them all. They’d regret they had ever laughed at his misery, and that they would always fear him. He was sure of that. Nobody would ever again forget the name of Severus Snape.
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Nio
Hufflepuff
2nd Year Muffin Club Member Wand: Reed, 10", Unicorn Hair, Slender Robes: Hufflepuff Quidditch Books: 6 Extra Items: 7 Broom: Nimbus 2000 Pet: Xon, A Runespoor, 7 foot long, Bright red with black swirls Class[M:215]
"Hell hath no fury like a princess sworn"- and I'll probably kill you too
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Post by Nio on May 17, 2011 11:30:25 GMT -5
One wakes up to a pitiful world, the sun is now diseased, hidden. Fight for the right to eat. Even now I see rats scamper back as I shelter my food from anyone that dare try me. I finally turn to the kill and feast. The meat is raw, but not fresh. It has been sitting there for some time. Rotting. Already, the energy surges’, fuelling him with the power to do what is needed.
Moving away, the eyes turn to the picture on the wall. A father holds his little boy laughing. The name is Lupin. His next bite.
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