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Views of the Loch--answers - The Phantom Librarian
Spewing out too many words since November 2003
Views of the Loch--answers
Well, it's been a day since I did the opening post.

This is a hard exercise to write, but it was fun. I'll put the opening in italics and continue it in regular font.

The first one was guessed by most people who answered.

1. The wind danced with the surface of the lake, twirling and dipping it, kissing the water with reckless abandon. Trees chittered to one another on the far bank, sending leaves swirling out above the water, landing and traveling like green parchment boats. The squid, perhaps mistaking them food, waved a tentacle into the sunlight, sending droplets of water into the afternoon, and the grass at the bank whispered its quiet and eternal promises.

Ginny smiled, running her fingers through the grass beside her head, catching her hair. Harry gently disentangled them and kissed her forehead, stroking her cheek with his finger and grinning in a kind of unconscious way, like he simply didn't even notice he was smiling. Ginny suspected her face looked quite the same.

==Most people guessed Ginny or Harry, and it could be either, though the voice isn't very Harry-ish, so I was thinking Ginny.

On the second, I wasn't quite as good as I should have been--a lot of people guessed Snape, and I can see it; it's a little too... I don't know, intense?... for the actual voice. a_t_rain got it and so did Maureen, and the latter got the event, but I didn't even think of the fact that it would be a little odd, since there's not much reason for him to be at Hogwarts describing the loch at the time.

2. Wind-ripples crashed toward the banks of the lake, flooding the feeble grass that grew close to it. Cold tendrils reached for dry land, weaving around his shoes, not touching him. Across the water, the stern trees threw their leaves into the slipstream, watching them pull apart and scatter to the ends of the earth, watching them slip beneath the waves, abandoning them to the dark season of decay.

"Ah, Mr. Lupin."

Remus didn't look up at the kindly voice, which was undoubtedly about to order him off the grounds, however gently. "Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore sat down on a rock beside him. "I glanced down from my window and saw someone on the shore. I thought you might come. I've been wondering when I'd see you since--"

Remus winced, and Dumbledore didn't finish the sentence. There was no need to. For the rest of his life, he thought, the word "since" could be left alone if it was to be followed with what had happened on Halloween. "I'll leave. I know I shouldn't be here."

"Nonsense. I generally have tea with Minerva McGonagall in my office during the evening. We would be glad if you would join us."

==I definitely needed to establish that it could be any character whether s/he would logically be at Hogwarts or not. But the obsessive focus on the decay and death does seem more Snape-ish than Lupin-ish, now that I look at it. I should have cheated and just said it was meant to be Snape all along. ;)

barbara_the_w got the whole shebang on the last one--character and event--but most people guessed the character.

3. The castle hovered over the lake, far enough away that it was hidden by the loud flap of his cloak in the wind. The water crashed and thundered, the air cut and wailed. It all flowed from him and back into him, a great and frigid expanse with roots deep in the earth. It smelled of granite and rich loam, a heady, intoxicating, powerful mix. Small waves swirled up to him, as if the demons in its depths were paying obeisance to the day.

Tom raised his wand to the boats, called them all to himself, though he only needed one. The ring on his finger seemed to fill him with energy, wrap him in its dark embrace. It had seemed nearly to hum when he'd raised his wand to the aging cad who had once been his father, approving his repudiation of the nonentity who had sired him in favor of his true father, the father of his fathers.

The world waited, and the wind whispered to Tom Riddle of eternity.
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victorialupin From: victorialupin Date: January 2nd, 2006 04:27 am (UTC) (Link)
Off-topic, but ... I've been busy for a few months, and I took today to get caught-up on Shades, which keeps getting better with time. Several times today I thought "I wonder how that scene will play out in the movie" before remembering that I'm not actually reading canon and therefore it won't be in the movie. :-)
kizmet_42 From: kizmet_42 Date: January 2nd, 2006 04:34 am (UTC) (Link)
From: (Anonymous) Date: January 2nd, 2006 05:14 am (UTC) (Link)
Well, I'll be darned! I thought that I was probably wrong on Lupin because of the fact that there was no reason for him to be at Hogwarts, but skipping that fact, It did remind me of him because of the theme of abandonment and being scattered. As for Tom Riddle, it does make sense that it was after he killed his father and grandparents (good one Barbara!).

barbara_the_w From: barbara_the_w Date: January 2nd, 2006 01:00 pm (UTC) (Link)
All that talk about roots and dark soil made me think of burials. When paired with the word "obeisance"....who did I know who got his jollies with death and obedience?

You know who, that's who. :)

Thanks, Fern, that was fun!
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