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Post by The Taco on Dec 10, 2012 19:47:23 GMT -5
Hi everyone!
This week your prompt is: Symphony
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.
Good luck!
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Euca
Slytherin 
1st Year
Saphira's Daughter
Muffin Club Vice President
Ariana's Fianc?e
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Post by Euca on Dec 19, 2012 2:32:28 GMT -5
Wow, I haven't written in so long! So my entry's not brilliant but here it is:
He stands in the front with arms outstretched, holding his wand. He tips it just a little- fires the first spell- and the song is begun. There’s the sound of spells being fired, and that of bodies falling to the ground as the battle begins. There’s a low humming; an incessant sobbing as people watch their loved ones fall. If one listens carefully, one can hear the steady, continuous beat of the clash of wills as people fight to protect what they believe in. And he stands in the midst of this war, orchestrating this symphony of death and destruction.
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Post by Sadira Black on Dec 19, 2012 5:31:53 GMT -5
This is definitely not my best work... But okay.
Their love was like a symphony. It had the sweetest of melodies in the good times, and the erratic pounding of drums in the bad. It was soft and gentle, yet strong and passionate at the very same time. The music they made was beautiful and dangerous. It was only a matter of time before their secret song was found out, and once it was their love would be no more. It would no longer be a symphony. It would be a tragedy lost in the chorus of those who couldn’t understand the love between a Pureblood and a muggleborn.
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