Dull
My life is extreamely dull. I write fanfiction, of course, my writing isn't all that good, but I like writing. Just incase you were wondering. I will be posting teasers on here someday. When I can figure how this infernal thing works. Until then it'll just be my boring and extreamely dull life. *sigh* I am such a nerd. It suprises me sometimes how stupid I acted. Oh well,who cares?
I think I figured it out. Who wants to see my teaser for Deeper He Falls?
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“Have you come to your decision yet?”
A voice echoed loudly across the graveyard. A strikingly handsome man lifted his head; his ebony hair was matted to his face. He spat at the Dark Lord’s feet.
“Go to hell!” He snarled.
“Obviously, your godson means nothing to you”, Voldemort said casually.
“Leave him the hell alone”, the man rasped out. Voldemort cackled and aimed his wand at the man.
“You have a strong spirit, Black. I wonder how long it’ll take me to break it. Crucio!”
Remus moved forward, as if to jump in front of the curse. Harry grabbed his wrist, and pulled him back.
“You can’t do anything, Remus. He can’t see you, or hear you”.
The curse was lifted and Sirius sat up, not a sound had escaped him. If no one had believed in Sirius Black’s loyalty before, they should have seen him now. Had they seen him, they would have surely believed that he had not committed the crime he was imprisoned for.
“Your precious Godson tried to write me. He wanted to join me, but it seems he’s having problems. You see, he doesn’t know what to do, he’s confused”.
“No—Harry wouldn’t do that…”
“Oh, but he did”.
“NO!”
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How was that? I don't think it's any good, but who the hell cares?
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