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edenfallingManaged about 200 words of "Secrets" last night, which was mostly Ginny angsting along the lines of "Everybody hates me, it's all my fault, what's wrong with me, wah, no fair," and finally talking herself into the view that while the Heir business is Tom's fault, the other stuff is because all the other first years really are idiots and out to get her. (I hope I have successfully made it clear that she's doing this in order to save her self-image, which has just taken a serious beating over the way she let Tom fool and manipulate her.)
Now we move on to a conversation with Sir Vladislav -- who has become one of my favorite original characters ever; I mean, who wouldn't like an enchanted suit of armor as a friend? -- and then the infamous Valentine's Day poem. For which I have some very interesting ideas, oh yes...
*rubs hands evilly*
Of course, I should really be finishing "Apartment Manager" too, but I am not in a particularly uplifting mood at the moment, and dinner hijinks and meaningful heart-to-heart conversations between Yukiko and Naruto are not quite the first thing on my mind. *sigh*
I have the maddest urge to write a post-HBP Ginny/Harry/Draco threesome, though, just because of their various obsessions and idiocies. Or at the least to sort of explicate some of Ginny's nastier moments in the book, because damn, she was having a very catty, stereotypical teenager year, and I want to get into her head when she was putting down Fleur and Hermione, and when she let Harry get away with his stupid and utterly ineffective self-sacrifice thing at the end. (I mean, closing the barn door after the horses are out, anyone?)
It's funny, because those aren't particularly angsty things, but they aren't happy either, and I don't want to deal with happy right now. And I hadn't really wanted to factor HBP into any new stories -- actually, I hadn't come up with any new HP stories since "Knives" and "Of a Feather," both of which predate HBP (granted, by all of one day for the latter). Naruto has been stealing all of my fanfiction impulses.
So it's nice to know that I still find little things in Harry Potter that generate stories.
Now we move on to a conversation with Sir Vladislav -- who has become one of my favorite original characters ever; I mean, who wouldn't like an enchanted suit of armor as a friend? -- and then the infamous Valentine's Day poem. For which I have some very interesting ideas, oh yes...
*rubs hands evilly*
Of course, I should really be finishing "Apartment Manager" too, but I am not in a particularly uplifting mood at the moment, and dinner hijinks and meaningful heart-to-heart conversations between Yukiko and Naruto are not quite the first thing on my mind. *sigh*
I have the maddest urge to write a post-HBP Ginny/Harry/Draco threesome, though, just because of their various obsessions and idiocies. Or at the least to sort of explicate some of Ginny's nastier moments in the book, because damn, she was having a very catty, stereotypical teenager year, and I want to get into her head when she was putting down Fleur and Hermione, and when she let Harry get away with his stupid and utterly ineffective self-sacrifice thing at the end. (I mean, closing the barn door after the horses are out, anyone?)
It's funny, because those aren't particularly angsty things, but they aren't happy either, and I don't want to deal with happy right now. And I hadn't really wanted to factor HBP into any new stories -- actually, I hadn't come up with any new HP stories since "Knives" and "Of a Feather," both of which predate HBP (granted, by all of one day for the latter). Naruto has been stealing all of my fanfiction impulses.
So it's nice to know that I still find little things in Harry Potter that generate stories.
