In honor of the Kentucky Derby
May. 6th, 2006 06:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vulgarweedWell, for a certain value of "honor"...also inspired by a rant at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fanficrants about how stupid it is to send the Harry Potter cast to a Muggle horse race in Kentucky. I agree. My alternative.
Not posted tosnape100; doesn't fit the current challenge. Death Eaters behaving badly!
Breeding Counts
Words: 100
Rating: PG
Characters: Lucius, Blaise, Snape
Summary: In which Lucius demonstrates why he was never a contender for a teaching position.
It was the social event of the year for the overmoneyed, and Lucius Malfoy was holding court in his skybox at the great thestral race. “Breeding will tell,” he said, nudging his son’s friend Blaise, “See, the inferior line of the tendons there?”
“Er” said Blaise, looking down. “I can’t see them, sir.”
Lucius aimed his wand way down at the track, where the Muggleborn groom for the mount Cornelius Fudge owned was standing. “Avada Kedavra. Now you can. So – you do understand it’s the bloodline that…”
Snape rolled his eyes. The worst breeding he could see was up here.
So how'd it go for you? Your horse win?
fanficrants about how stupid it is to send the Harry Potter cast to a Muggle horse race in Kentucky. I agree. My alternative.Not posted to
snape100; doesn't fit the current challenge. Death Eaters behaving badly!Breeding Counts
Words: 100
Rating: PG
Characters: Lucius, Blaise, Snape
Summary: In which Lucius demonstrates why he was never a contender for a teaching position.
It was the social event of the year for the overmoneyed, and Lucius Malfoy was holding court in his skybox at the great thestral race. “Breeding will tell,” he said, nudging his son’s friend Blaise, “See, the inferior line of the tendons there?”
“Er” said Blaise, looking down. “I can’t see them, sir.”
Lucius aimed his wand way down at the track, where the Muggleborn groom for the mount Cornelius Fudge owned was standing. “Avada Kedavra. Now you can. So – you do understand it’s the bloodline that…”
Snape rolled his eyes. The worst breeding he could see was up here.
So how'd it go for you? Your horse win?
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Date: 2006-05-07 03:06 pm (UTC)you gave me a grin and a chuckle on this pre-caffeinated sunday morning full of grading late papers, and "i don't see why i should have to read this sort of impenetrable baloney!"-themed reading responses i've been putting off looking at for...hmm...a month. sometimes my students run a bit more to the Malfoy end of the attitude spectrum. "a new idea that challenges my conceptions! a reading that isn't dead easy and obvious as the doorknob! i am offended! ooh, the vapors! medic! healer!"
*rolleyes*
uh--go ahead and remind me that i was just the same when i was their age, because i could use the reminder. but...but STILL!
(i need a paid vacation).
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Date: 2006-05-07 09:09 pm (UTC)Oy on the late-papers front. It's good to see you getting your Snape on. No coincidence that so many of the Snape fangirls I know online are teachers IRL. ;)
I suppose I should remind you that you were just the same, but I'm not sure it's true...was there ever a time when you resented the mysterious and challenging in literature?