{"id":4679,"date":"2009-10-23T23:00:24","date_gmt":"2009-10-24T04:00:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.musefanpage.com\/blog\/?p=4679"},"modified":"2009-10-24T00:03:53","modified_gmt":"2009-10-24T05:03:53","slug":"muse-harry-potter-fanfiction-part-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/musefanpage.com\/blog\/?p=4679","title":{"rendered":"Muse \/ Harry Potter Fanfiction, Part 3"},"content":{"rendered":"

Ages ago, Robert started inserting the Muses into the action of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince<\/i>. First, the whole gang burst into Chapter One<\/a>. Then, in a scene unlike anything in the book, Feather met Fleur Delacour<\/a> and discovered her poetic side.<\/p>\n

Robert planned some other scenes that he never got around to posting. This one is from Chapter 24, “Sectumsempra.” Looking for the girls’ bathroom, Mimi accidentally walks into the boys’ loo a few minutes before Harry Potter arrives for his fateful encounter with Draco Malfoy….
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\nAs soon as she stepped through the door, Mimi realized that she had made an embarrassing mistake. This wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t the girls\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 bathroom at all. A boy was standing with his back to the door, his hands clutching the sides of one of the sinks, his white-blond head bowed. He was crying, Mimi saw, while beside him the ghostly figure of a girl hovered, cooing words of comfort and encouragement. <\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t do it,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d the boy sobbed. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t … it won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t work … and unless I do it soon …\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

Before he could finish, the ghost-girl spotted Mimi. With a yelp she swooped into the nearest stall and disappeared down the toilet.<\/p>\n

The pale-haired boy wheeled around, drawing his wand. Instinctively, Mimi raised her right arm to shield her face. There was a flash of bright light, and sparks settled harmlessly around her. The boy aimed his wand again. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Stupefy!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he barked. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Petrificus Totalus!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Mimi squinted as bursts of red and white light erupted around her. Then, as Urania had done in the Prime Minister\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s office, she stepped briskly forward and snatched the wand from the boy\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Now–\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Mimi began. She stopped short. The boy was standing stock-still, his arms rigid at his sides, his fists clenched. His eyes were squeezed tightly shut, his jaw set. She regarded him for a few seconds, amazed. Then her Muse instincts began to kick in. <\/p>\n

She had seen him before, she realized, when Dumbledore had shown her and the other Muses around Hogwarts. Someone had mentioned his name … Draco Malfoy<\/i>, the memory came back to her. He had been standing in a knot of other students, “Slitheries” or something. Slytherins.<\/i> The center of attention, the leader of his crowd — a different creature from the fearful form that stood before her now.<\/p>\n

The boy’s knees began to shake. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Well?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he demanded in a high, strained voice. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What are you waiting for? Finish me off!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Finish<\/i> you–? Oh, my goodness, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be silly. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not going to hurt you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d The boy opened his eyes and looked at her uncertainly. The Muse of Getting Along With People felt a wave of pity wash over her, as it always did in situations like this. Suddenly she liked this boy and wanted more than anything else for him to like her, too. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Here,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she said. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Take your stick back. But no more fireworks, please. They didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t work for Mr. Scrimgeour, and they won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t work for you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

Draco relaxed noticeably. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Scrimgeour? You don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t mean to say you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been dueling with Scrimgeour?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

The scorn in his voice and the lack of the honorific \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mr.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d told Mimi volumes. She was beginning to sort out this boy\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s alliances and now knew where to position herself. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153If you could call it a duel,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she said with a laugh that surprised her. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153He never knew what hit him.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153But… You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re his goons, aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you? That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s what we all assumed when we saw Dumbledore squiring you around the school.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

Goons? Mimi frowned for a moment over the unfamiliar word but then picked up the thread. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Work for him?<\/i>\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she snorted. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153As if! We work for ourselves. Scrimgeour was just as surprised as you were when we showed up.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

All of that was true enough, Mimi reflected. Until they had interrupted his meeting in the Prime Minister’s office, Mr. Scrimgeour had never heard of Muses. Now they were working with<\/i> the Ministry of Magic, but not actually for<\/i> it. Although perfectly capable of lying through her teeth when necessary, Mimi much preferred to stick to statements that were at least technically true. Things just seemed nicer that way, and in some vague corner of her mind she suspected it made her more convincing.<\/p>\n

Draco wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t quite won over. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Which side are you on, then?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Well,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Mimi said with a conspiratorial smile, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I found you, didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t I?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d She saw an involuntary grin flicker across Draco’s face and went on quickly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153And none too soon, either, because at this moment you are one person in the world who could certainly<\/i> use more friends. Crikey, when I think of all you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been going through…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Mimi was guessing, but she sensed she was guessing well.<\/p>\n

All at once, Draco\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s defenses crumbled. His shoulders slumped, and tears welled up again in his red-rimmed eyes. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153If you knew how hard it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t imagine.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153So very hard …. to know what I have to do … and not know … if I can go through with it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Oh, of course you can,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Mimi said. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re stronger than you know. And you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve come so far already. And you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve got friends.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

Draco looked at her hopefully. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Do you really think so?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he asked.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m sure of it,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Mimi responded heartily. Pat him on the back, or not? Not, she decided. <\/p>\n

Draco ran his sleeve across his face quickly and squared his shoulders. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Thanks,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know what you are, but you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re just what I needed. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m all right now.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He strode toward the door just as a dark-haired boy with glasses and a curiously scarred forehead started to enter. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153One side, Potter!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Draco commanded, pushing the other boy back into the hall. Then the door closed with a bump, and Mimi was alone again.<\/p>\n

What had just happened? She wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t sure, but she felt good about it. The boy Draco had been hostile and suspicious, and she had befriended him. He had been wracked with doubt and indecision, and now he was self-confident and purposeful. She had no idea what sort of task or mission he had been so worried about, but whatever it was, she wished him good luck with it and hoped it went well. All in all, she thought with satisfaction, a fraction of an hour well spent.<\/p>\n

And now she really<\/i> needed to find the ladies\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 room.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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