The First Great Fan- An Epilogue
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
22
Views:
9,507
Reviews:
48
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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Pansy Parkinson
Major Spoiler warning! I love the series, but just had to find my own path.
Sorry, Mrs. Rowling, but I don’t like your ending.
Where have we heard that before?
Pansy Parkinson finds a lost notebook and decides to write her own ending to the story. Harry and Draco have other issues and her plans don’t fit with theirs. Draco/Harry
Chapter One: Pansy Parkinson
Pansy wedged behind a bookshelf near the entrance to Flourish and Blotts' and kept out of sight as the ex-Hogwarts professor made her transaction.
Ever since the end of the war, those who had demurred to fight, of the over-17 Slytherins, were something of pariahs among their peers and the staff of the Wizarding school.
Professor Sybil Trelawney had been injured in the final battle by a backlash shot from Bellatrix Lestrange as the Death eater fought against Molly Weasley. No one had seen her in the intervening three months and when Pansy had noticed her entering the Diagon alley shop, curiosity had driven the girl forward.
“Oh, this one is perfect.” The ex-divinations teacher said, lifting a soft suede bound volume and rubbing it between her hands lovingly.
“Sybil, try not to loose this one and, by all means, put your name and a returning spell on it. Then, when it turns up, someone will give it back.” The shopkeeper was saying as the eccentric woman paid and headed out the door.
As she turned on the street, Pansy was her shadow, keeping to the wall and watching the woman’s movements.
After turning a corner, Sybil Trelawney took out her wand and spun in the shade of the building. When Pansy turned to follow, she was just disappearing and didn’t see the girl.
Pansy sighed in disappointment at having lost her chance to ask the woman for some news of recent events. Then, she noticed the flip of pages in the light breeze at the point where the woman had disapparated.
Pansy lifted the book and flipped through its pages.
The words were scripted beautifully and as she read, Pansy was shocked.
“Epilogue: Nineteen years later. Ms. Trelawney has had a premonition!” she gasped, devouring the words.
.
Sorry, Mrs. Rowling, but I don’t like your ending.
Where have we heard that before?
Pansy Parkinson finds a lost notebook and decides to write her own ending to the story. Harry and Draco have other issues and her plans don’t fit with theirs. Draco/Harry
Chapter One: Pansy Parkinson
Pansy wedged behind a bookshelf near the entrance to Flourish and Blotts' and kept out of sight as the ex-Hogwarts professor made her transaction.
Ever since the end of the war, those who had demurred to fight, of the over-17 Slytherins, were something of pariahs among their peers and the staff of the Wizarding school.
Professor Sybil Trelawney had been injured in the final battle by a backlash shot from Bellatrix Lestrange as the Death eater fought against Molly Weasley. No one had seen her in the intervening three months and when Pansy had noticed her entering the Diagon alley shop, curiosity had driven the girl forward.
“Oh, this one is perfect.” The ex-divinations teacher said, lifting a soft suede bound volume and rubbing it between her hands lovingly.
“Sybil, try not to loose this one and, by all means, put your name and a returning spell on it. Then, when it turns up, someone will give it back.” The shopkeeper was saying as the eccentric woman paid and headed out the door.
As she turned on the street, Pansy was her shadow, keeping to the wall and watching the woman’s movements.
After turning a corner, Sybil Trelawney took out her wand and spun in the shade of the building. When Pansy turned to follow, she was just disappearing and didn’t see the girl.
Pansy sighed in disappointment at having lost her chance to ask the woman for some news of recent events. Then, she noticed the flip of pages in the light breeze at the point where the woman had disapparated.
Pansy lifted the book and flipped through its pages.
The words were scripted beautifully and as she read, Pansy was shocked.
“Epilogue: Nineteen years later. Ms. Trelawney has had a premonition!” she gasped, devouring the words.
.