some fun first lines for ya'll

[mousapelli]

so, i did a bunch of you guys', now it's your turn. Here are 20 first lines from some of my fics, leave me some drabbles as a libation to a rather shitty day.

1.  James threw open the door to Sirius and Remus’ flat without knocking, then flopped onto the couch wheezing for air.

2. “The whole summer,” Harry repeated dully.

3. “There she is!” Ron whispered to Harry, peering around the library door at where Hermione was hunched over a book in her usual spot.

4. Sirius knew he’d overdone it the moment he changed back from Padfoot.

5. Sirius was sitting in the kitchen when Remus nearly fell in the door, exhausted from whatever fool mission Dumbledore had sent him on this time.

6. Wormtail scurried along the floor of the dungeons, sniffing the ground every few paces for traces of Mrs. Norris or anyone else.

7. Draco stabbed at his lunch moodily, trying desperately not to listen to Crabbe’s attempt to tell a dirty joke which clearly he did not fully grasp and there was no chance of Goyle seeing the humor in.

8. Remus felt that he had prepared himself sufficiently for the sight of Sirius coming towards him on the platform.

9.In Remus Lupin's Seventh Year, the first medical study on the spread of Lycanthropy was just being concluded.

10. "I just can't take it!" Lavender exclaimed suddenly.

11. There were a lot of things about Neville that weren't making sense to Harry.

12. The real problem was that Ginny wasn't stupid.

13. “I have something for you, Perce.”

14. Oliver noticed a slumped figure sitting alone in the Gryffindor stands during Quidditch practice.

15. Sirius peered at the small white strip adhered to his abdomen.

16. Remus Lupin shifted around some papers on his desk and then straightened them unnecessarily, stalling for time.

17. Snuggled companionably on Seamus' bed to study, Dean gave a half-hearted swear when he dropped his quill.

18. Professor Minerva McGonagall was just about to send someone to inquire where the blazes her slide projector was when the AV Elf finally arrived clutching it.

19. Parvati loved spring at Hogwarts.

20. Percy Weasley read the memo over several times, very carefully, so that there could be no mistake what it said.

I tried to break it up so there were a bunch of different characters doing things. have fun!

Comments

[ceresi.livejournal.com]

I changed the tense of the sentence. Hopefully that's okay? :)

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The real problem is that Ginny isn't stupid. If she was stupid she could talk herself out of this, believe all of the existential teen angst about acceptance and normality and whatnot; but she has possibly the the best family in the world and she was possessed by Voldemort at the age of eleven. She remembers staring at a ceiling, faintly visible through Tom, and wondering if she would die. Memories like that change the way you look at things.

So she joins Hermione in the common room, wearing one of George's old jumpers, ratty and too-big but it still smells like him, like the cologne he'd marinate in to attract girls (he was only twelve), and the creek where he'd let her hang out with him. He showed her how to throw the rocks and break them open, find the sparkly goodies inside.

Hermione lifted her head. "Hello, Ginny," she said, and yawned, stretching. Ginny could hear something in her back pop and they both winced. "Having trouble sleeping?"

"Yeah," Ginny says, smiling falsely, and sits beside Hermione across from the fire. If only she was stupid, she could talk herself out of this, but she remembers Tom and almost-dying and Sirius is dead. She had liked him, he was kind to her, and he told her once about James and Lily, his eyes distant and sad, brow furrowed as he dredged up old memories.

She closes her eyes briefly, heart thrumming and tremulous, and she wants to flee. But she opens her eyes and looks at a concerned Hermione and asks, "Is there something I can tell you?" and Hermione just nods, simple and accepting in the firelight, eyes colorless like pools of ink.

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

aw, the tense change is no problem! thank you!

I'm a big fan of fuckedup!Ginny. I liked the detail of her wearing George's old sweater, I do that when i'm upset (well, it isn't George's, but you know).

thank you!

[sociofemme.livejournal.com]

Professor Minerva McGonagall was just about to send someone to inquire where the blazes her slide projector was when the AV Elf finally arrived clutching it.

She barely avoided wringing her hands along with the elf, although the convulsions of horror and babbled apologies were much easier to stave off. For this to happen in her very first class as a professor! She smoothed her hands down the sides of her robes and turned to face the class.

A sea of snickering young faces met her gaze, and she gave up. Maybe she could teach as a cat.

She'd sure as hell try. Hopefully the AV Elf knew how to operate the damn projector.

sammidges are still love! (and I still don't know. I'm hungry)

[musesfool.livejournal.com]

reposting to correct typo. dammit.

***

Sirius was sitting in the kitchen when Remus nearly fell in the door, exhausted from whatever fool mission Dumbledore had sent him on this time.

“You look like shite,” he said, in between bites of his sandwich.

“Thanks ever so,” Remus answered with a tight smile.

“Well, we did agree to be honest, Remus. No more lies between us. Isn’t that what you said to me?”

Remus slumped into the chair across from him and laid his head down on crossed arms, eyes closed.

He laughed. “I suppose I did.”

Sirius picked at the crusts of his sandwich in annoyance. “Your own damn fault then.”

“You’re testy.”

“You try staying locked up in this house--" He stopped. He didn’t get to see Remus that much, even though Remus was living here with him. He didn’t want to ruin the little time they did have with fighting. At least not this kind of fighting. It reminded him too much of the last days of the last war, when he’d suspected Remus, and Remus’s hostile silences had seemed like confirmation.

Remus yawned and blinked owlishly at him, still head down on the table.

“Here,” he said abruptly, pushing the plate with his half-eaten sandwich on it across the wooden surface. “Eat something.”

“Isn’t that yours?”

Sirius rose and shrugged. “I’ll make more. Tea?”

Remus rolled his shoulders and groaned before answering, “Tea would be heavenly.”

On his way to the counter, Sirius stopped and put his hands on Remus’s shoulders, feeling the tension in them. He squeezed lightly, fingers slipping beneath Remus’s jumper to brush over his too-prominent collarbones. He smiled when Remus shivered in response, and pressed a quick kiss to the nape of his neck.

“I missed you,” Remus said, almost too softly to hear, and Sirius smiled.

[fantomeq.livejournal.com]

Sirius knew he’d overdone it the moment he changed back from Padfoot. At first he thought his lurching stomach was due to the firewhiskey he and James had drunk to bolster their courage for meeting the wolf for the first time. Then he found the strangely headlight-shaped livid bruise on his abdomen. Surely that wasn't normal for an Animagus transformation. He leaned over to brace his whirling head and threw up. When the heaving stopped, he noticed it was a very odd color, in fact far too grass-like for his usual diet. He was sure he hadn't had a salad for dinner. He examined it closely and was sure he saw a mangled piece of black rubber. He supposed he should have been disgusted, but now he was really hungry. No, he would not--what was he doing?! He gagged and the puddle returned to its original place.

This being a dog thing was going to take some getting used to.

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I can't believe I wrote that. And I'm not even anti-dog.

It needs some help, but really the concept is too horrible to edit. Forgive my insanity.

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

hahaha, no, i liked it! My stupid beagle at home eats grass all the time. And Sirius chewing on tires--hee!

I have no doubt that Sirius did much crazier things as a dog. thank you!

[fantomeq.livejournal.com]

I still say I was temporarily insane. :D I'm glad you liked it!