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Jan. 2nd, 2009 01:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hug_machineI think I found something I haven't posted here! XD
This is from TWO! Hogsmeades ago, I think. >>
TITLE: Merman
CHARACTERS:Luna Lovegood, Xeno Lovegood...Olympic swimmer Micheal Phelps! XD
PAIRING: Nada, zilch!
RATING: G
WORD COUNT: 200ish
NOTE: Written in![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hogsmeade_elite for a Hogwarts character + Olympics event contest. I think it placed 2nd?
In the second lap Michael Phelps first noticed tingling in his toes. No matter --he had a clock to beat.
As though suddenly unfettered, his legs seemed stronger. He surged forward...
Almost there...
In at 3:59! He'd beaten his record by 10 seconds! It was glory! It was awesome! They said impossible--
"Quite impressive." A voice came from the bleachers as an oddly-dressed girl he hadn't noticed before approached. "Though it seems we were wrong."
Her wide eyes fixed somewhere beyond his face. Micheal followed the line of her gaze into the water.
"SWEET JESUS FROG FEET!"
"Distilled gillyweed. Quite undetectable in Muggle sports drinks. You see, father suspected you were part merman, which would be quite the story for us." She gestured towards the bleachers, where a white-haired man twiddled his fingers at him. "Anyway, if you were part merman, gillyweed shouldn't have affected you. Still, I think you'll do well at the Muggle Olympics, even without the gillyweed. Micheal glanced at his feet again --the webbing nearly gone, toes only slightly longer than usual.
"What's a Muggle?"
"You are, I'm afraid. So I have to do this, though I am sorry," she said, pulling a long pencil from behind her ear.
"What are you--"
"Obliviate!"
This is from TWO! Hogsmeades ago, I think. >>
TITLE: Merman
CHARACTERS:Luna Lovegood, Xeno Lovegood...Olympic swimmer Micheal Phelps! XD
PAIRING: Nada, zilch!
RATING: G
WORD COUNT: 200ish
NOTE: Written in
hogsmeade_elite for a Hogwarts character + Olympics event contest. I think it placed 2nd?In the second lap Michael Phelps first noticed tingling in his toes. No matter --he had a clock to beat.
As though suddenly unfettered, his legs seemed stronger. He surged forward...
Almost there...
In at 3:59! He'd beaten his record by 10 seconds! It was glory! It was awesome! They said impossible--
"Quite impressive." A voice came from the bleachers as an oddly-dressed girl he hadn't noticed before approached. "Though it seems we were wrong."
Her wide eyes fixed somewhere beyond his face. Micheal followed the line of her gaze into the water.
"SWEET JESUS FROG FEET!"
"Distilled gillyweed. Quite undetectable in Muggle sports drinks. You see, father suspected you were part merman, which would be quite the story for us." She gestured towards the bleachers, where a white-haired man twiddled his fingers at him. "Anyway, if you were part merman, gillyweed shouldn't have affected you. Still, I think you'll do well at the Muggle Olympics, even without the gillyweed. Micheal glanced at his feet again --the webbing nearly gone, toes only slightly longer than usual.
"What's a Muggle?"
"You are, I'm afraid. So I have to do this, though I am sorry," she said, pulling a long pencil from behind her ear.
"What are you--"
"Obliviate!"
