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alisanne ([info]alisanne) wrote in [info]snarry100,
@ 2006-09-12 18:45:00

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Current mood: determined
Entry tags:anoriell, challenge 22: back to school

Initiations to Potions - Revisited

Original poster: anorielle

Title: Initiation to Potions - Revisited
Author: Anoriell
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Challenge: # 22 – Back to School
Warning(s): none
Summary: A new school year. A new page to his life. A new purpose. Same old Potions classroom… where it all began that many years ago, upon his first Potions lesson, in the dark dungeons of Hogwarts.
Disclaimers: J.K. Rowling’s works definitely reveal a streak of wizardry. I hold her oeuvre in high esteem and as such would not presume to unlawfully use said literary creations for profit. I am only borrowing from her imagination… for the pleasure of expounding on her already established flair.
Author’s Notes: I’m not sure my initial intent for this fic comes through clearly. 100 words is not a whole lot! Maybe I should take the time to write it in a 100 x 2 format, or something… it seems like a popular trend. :o) Perhaps it’ll put things into better perspective. I guess I’ll wait and see if people “get it”. ::crosses fingers::


He still could not find beauty in the simmering cauldrons, though he had learned to respect the delicate power of liquids as they crept through human veins, bewitching the mind.
 
Yet, only one person ever ensnared his senses.
 
Harry paused in the doorway, allowing himself another moment of nostalgia before entering the dungeon. Snape’s domain.
 
“Potter?”
 
A predatory smile. “Draught of Living Death, a goat’s stomach and aconite.”
 
“What?”
 
“And you owe Gryffindor two points for underhanded manners.” A flick of his wand and an uttered charm ensured their privacy. “I am here to collect.”
 
Incidentally, neither attended the Sorting.


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