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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:20 pm

This story was first posted by Tazzygirl - Aug 19, 2006 11:02 pm (#1464 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Potty Five Words: "The Story That Wasn't"


Note: During the WX server malfunction that deleted a number of posts from this and other threads, the start to Story 29 was lost entirely. It was, however, recorded offline, through the last time that either Finn BV or Tazzygirl posted. There may have been more posts following the conclusion of the story, but that will never be known. The following is short, superb, and special – a snippet from Potty Five Words. No statistics accompany it, because none were taken. Enjoy. 






Cornelius Fudge was sat in the corner of the Hogs Head, mulling over the tragic accident the other day. He had witnessed it with his very own eyes, and had seen Hagrid get hit with a Cleansweep 7 before he slowly fell over into a fast-moving river. Onlookers had— 






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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:22 pm

This story was first posted by Tazzygirl - Aug 19, 2006 11:03 pm (#1465 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Potty Five Words: "All in a Day's Work"


Torrential rain was lashing the ship as it slowly made its way out to sea. On board the ship was a delegation of Durmstrang students. They were heading back to Durmstrang school, after a trip to the North Pole. Viktor Krum was piloting, as the former Headmaster had run away at the end of the last term. Teachers were disappearing at an alarming rate, as Voldemort came recruiting.

Viktor had lots of trouble getting himself back to Durmstrang at the end of the year. His parents had not wanted him to take a teaching position. Viktor felt it was his duty. He loved Quidditch, but he felt his future belonged at his school. You couldn’t trust anyone. The Death Eaters were recruiting third years! The death toll kept escalating, which meant a lot of people were too afraid to return.

Lightning flashed around them as the sails were buffeted by the harsh winds and the boat tipped dangerously to starboard. Waves smashed fiercely against the ship. “Hold on!” yelled a young wizard. “The storm is getting really bad out here! We need more help with the rigging!”

Viktor glanced nervously at the ship’s mast. It was swaying dangerously back and forth. Suddenly there was a large gust of wind that caused a loud crack. The crow’s nest had snapped off, falling to the deck and nearly hitting Viktor as he scrambled for shelter. “Quick, we need to join together It’s an army of giants causing the real problem. Wands ready!” The crew gathered together, wands pointed at the tidal wave approaching them. “One, two, three, Arresto Oceanum!” they cried in unison. The wave froze like ice. The students aimed at the frozen wave again and shot Stunning spells through it. For a second, the spells seemed to stall, but then, at last, the wave receded, taking the storm clouds with it, revealing an army of giants.

The giants were led by Hagrid’s uncle Mogg, and his son Bleark. It was a fearsome sight to behold. Viktor had to get by them. “We need to work together to bring them down!” Krum yelled to the crew. The students looked scared, but each nodded as Krum leapt forward, sending a strange curse sailing towards the group of giants. It hit one of them, making him wriggle like a fish before falling over. Then someone sent another curse which made another giant flinch, before he shook it off. The giant urged his group forward, but the students raised their wands and blocked them with simultaneous freezing charms. The giants slowed, but still advanced. Viktor didn’t know what to do.

Suddenly a thought leaped into his mind. Viktor rand down to the main cabin below and grabbed a small bag filled with sweets with a shrinking potion baked inside. Running quickly up the crow’s nest, he withdrew a handful of the sweets. Throwing them into the air, he guided them with his wand toward the giants who looked at them, greedily. The head giant bent down and swallowed them whole. Another giant pushed him aside to grab the small cake which had appeared next to his feet.

At once, the giants began battling amongst each other for it. Krum quickly steered the ship away and tried to escape towards the south. If he could get away quickly, then they wouldn’t be able to catch the ship. A magical whirlpool sucked the boat down into the depths of the ocean. Krum always felt queasy from spinning, and closed his eyes tightly. Slowly, the boat began to move towards a bright light. Viktor steadied himself.

Merpeople swam around them, guiding the ship to the surface. Hogwarts Castle loomed before them. Lights could be seen flickering in windows. Minerva McGonagall was hurrying down the front steps toward them. Krum told the students to stay on board while he spoke to the Headmistress. McGonagall nodded several times while Viktor spoke. The students on board tried to listen, but couldn’t. The wind had picked up, making it impossible to hear, although they could see the warm lights of Hogwarts, flickering on the concerned faces of the teachers waiting for the signal from McGonagall. Among them was a girl with bushy brown hair and an exasperated look on her face.

“Viktor?” said Hermione loudly.

Krum looked up. When he saw her, he beamed. “Herm-oh-ninny!” he said loudly. “Are you all safe? I have been so worried!” He excused himself from Professor McGonagall to run over to Hermione. Ron and Harry shook hands with Viktor but Ron looked annoyed that Hermione had given Viktor a heartfelt hug in front of him. His cheeks burned as Hermione talked earnestly with Krum, though they were unable to tell what they were saying.

McGonagall shouted for all students to disembark the ship. They hurried toward the warmth of the Great Hall. Filch was muttering behind them, carrying his cleaning supplies. “More bloody students to mess my clean floors. Wretched little… Peeves! Stop that, right now!” he yelled. Harry chuckled as Filch tripped over his own supplies of scrubbing rags and old mops. Peeves cackled happily before zooming into the Hall to pour a bucket of ice on Professor Trelawney’s head. McGonagall strode quickly over to Trelawney, who was now cursing her crystal ball. “I can no longer take it- I just want everything to come out right! This dratted poltergeist must go!” Trelawney tried to shoo Peeves, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Wait!” cried Krum. “I have a method that might rid the place of Peeves.” He gestured to Harry, who moved forward and nodded as Viktor spoke.

Ron was frowning. He really didn’t want Viktor to be the hero, he wanted that role instead. Rushing past Krum, Ron pulled a quick move and darted into the front. “I know what to do!” Unfortunately he tripped over his own feet and landed in a heap on the floor. Hermione looked aghast as Ron slowly rose, bright red and wincing. Krum helped him to his feet, making Ron blush even more.

Viktor aimed his wand at the floor. Peeves was below, terrorizing house-elves in the kitchen by throwing treacle tarts around and tipping cauldrons of soup onto the floor. A flash of purple light filled the entire room. Peeves had vanished. The house-elves seemed wary, afraid to move an inch. Krum said, “It’s okay, but we need to hurry up and contain the poltergeist’s spirit before he breaks free from the charm. Herm-oh-ninny, will you come with me please? I think you have just the thing that will get rid of Peeves forever.”

Ron rushed forward again, in his attempt at proving he was better than Krum. Taking out his wand, he produced a yellow smoke, which smelled strongly of rotten eggs.

“Su-sulfur gas?” Harry coughed. “What’s that going to do?”

“It will make the poltergeist turn inside out, won’t it?” Ron said. “At least, that’s what Fred told me.”

“Ron! You know better than to listen to what they say!” Hermione groaned. “Let Viktor finish—”

It was too late. Ron’s gas had cancelled Viktor’s plans. Everyone groaned and Peeves stayed happily in Hogwarts Castle forever.






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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:23 pm

These stats were first posted by Tazzygirl - Aug 19, 2006 11:07 pm (#1466 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Statistics for Story 29
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User
# of Submissions
  azi   46
  Tazzygirl   49
  Good Evans   3
  geauxtigers!   19
  Puck   36
  Mediwitch   18
  Snuffles   25
  Regan of Gong   3
  virginiaelizabeth2   14
  Sconie Girl   4
  haymoni   9
  Finn BV   12
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Total Submissions: 238
Total Words: 1190
Last Submission Date: #1460, August 19, 2006, 10:35 A.M. (azi)
Total Time to Create Story: 10 days, 0 hours, 16 minutes.





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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:31 pm

These post-story comments were first posted by Potteraholic - Nov 23, 2010 11:54 pm (#2917 of 2977) [Edited Dec 27, 2010 6 pm] on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Post-Story Comments for Story #29, Volume III,
Potty Five Words: "All in a Day's Work"



This story was written from August 9, 2006 to August 19, 2006. Twelve writers contributed to the story, which is 1,190 words long. Three of the twelve writers posted feedback.



- Puck, Aug 20, 2006 1:05 am: That last story reminded me of an episode of The Simpsons. The beginning had nothing to do with the ending. I liked it though.



- Tazzygirl, Aug 20, 2006 1:47 am: I know, huh, Puck!



- geauxtigers!, Aug 20, 2006 5:50 am: Cool story, I just love Peeves too! He’s one of my favorites!





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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:34 pm

This story was first posted by Tazzygirl - Aug 26, 2006 10:34 pm (#1612 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Potty Five Words: "The Porlock"



Ginny tapped her foot impatiently, while glancing around to check her surroundings. She was supposed to stay with her mother, but with so many people at the Burrow, she couldn’t keep up with her mother’s company. She wished they’d all leave so the Burrow could return to normal and she could spend some quality time flying with Fred and George, who were teaching her new Quidditch maneuvers. She felt she had done really well, but she still wanted to learn the Wronsky Feint and a quick technique for knocking opponents off course by diving, then pulling quickly around and scoring a goal. It was proving to be a difficult task to do.

Suddenly, she heard a loud noise coming from the shed where they keep their old broomsticks, and other Quidditch supplies. Glancing around quickly, Ginny saw that the door was open, and something was moving inside. Gripping her wand, she moved cautiously forward, making sure nothing was behind her.

The door opened as she reached for it, making her hands shake. Then a slimy hand reached out and wrapped its strong fingers around her wrist. Ginny screamed before remembering that she had her wand. She aimed it with a steady hand and muttered Incendio. The spell hit the creature, who recoiled back into the broom closet with a shriek. Ginny slammed the door shut before running to the house and yelling for Harry.

Footsteps on the stairs made Ginny jump as she was shocked to hear Bill and her dad talking in whispers as they descended. “Dad! Bill! There is something in the broom shed! Come quick!” Mr. Weasley and Bill followed her into the courtyard. In the shed something was shrieking, loudly, while the broom shed burned with an intense blue color. “Hey! Come help me!” she yelled.

Bill and Arthur both took off toward her. Mr. Weasley gripped his wand, and pointing it towards the broom shed, extinguished the blue flames. Bill immediately threw open the door where they saw a shape, hiding.

Two big brown eyes were looking at them. It was a Porlock. Its hooves were singed and it was trying to put out stray sparks. Ginny put them out and apologized for starting the fire. Where had the hand gone?

Before Ginny could mention the hand, the Porlock disappeared and in its place was a slimy green frog. He was exceptionally large, and as they stared in disbelief, he transformed back into the Porlock. He looked at Bill, then at Mr. Weasley, before looking back to Bill. The creature coughed. “Excuse me. The smoke. I’m in need of a drink.” The three stared in amazement. Ginny was the first to recover. She gingerly stepped forward and attempted to pick it up. But instead, it screamed. “What do you think you’re doing here? I was trying to clean this place up and then you come and admire the lack in health and safety that this place has, and then you come along! How terribly rude!”

Ginny opened and closed her mouth several times, speechless. Arthur was the first to speak. “May I ask who you are and why you’re cleaning my broom shed?”

“Yeah!” interjected Ginny.

You’re broom shed?! This is my shed! Why are you intruding, you filthy little brat? I have lived here for years!”

“Now wait just a minute!”

“Stop, stop!” exclaimed Mr. Weasley. “There is no reason for this arguing! We can sort it out. Let’s start with how you came to be here.”

The creature moved forward slowly, cautiously. It eyed Arthur suspiciously and glanced around before finally stepping out of the broom shed. His appearance was still kind of revolting, but he had cuteness about him. He slowly walked towards the Weasleys. It morphed into a great big slimy serpent.

“Quick! Run!” Arthur pushed Ginny towards the house and he started firing off spells as the snake advanced towards them. Ginny grabbed a broom and attempted to toss the snake away, but she missed. Bill wished Charlie was there.

Suddenly, Harry appeared in the doorway and began hissing. The creature held back, as if hypnotized. It seemed startled that Harry knew Parseltongue. The snake recoiled into a submissive heap, its fight gone. The snake vanished and was never seen again.





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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:36 pm

These stats were first posted by Tazzygirl - Aug 26, 2006 10:35 pm (#1613 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Statistics for Story 30
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User
# of Submissions
  Tazzygirl   34
  Emily   3
  Puck   14
  geauxtigers!   21
  virginiaelizabeth2   16
  Snuffles   14
  azi   25
  Mediwitch   10
  Good Evans   3
  Sconie Girl   1
  haymoni   1
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Total Submissions: 142

Total Words: 710

Last Submission Date: #1608, August 26, 2006, 1:35 P.M. (azi)
Total Time to Create Story: 6 days, 20 hours, 42 minutes.





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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:38 pm

These post-story comments were first posted by Potteraholic - Nov 23, 2010 11:54 pm (#2918 of 2977) [Edited Dec 27, 2010 6 pm] on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Post-Story Comments for Story 30, Volume III,
Potty Five Words: The Porlock"





This story was written from August 19, 2006 to August 26, 2006. Eleven writers contributed to the story, which is 710 words long. Three of the eleven writers posted feedback.



- Tazzygirl, Aug 26, 2006 10:39 pm: This story was weird!! 



- geauxtigers, Aug 26, 2006 10:45 pm: That was an odd story that didn't really have a point! LOL! 



- virginiaelizabeth2, Aug 26, 2006 11:33 pm: That has to be the weirdest story we've ever written! It was much shorter than I thought it was! 
LOL There wasn't really a plot to it. 






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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:39 pm

This story was first posted by Tazzygirl - Sep 3, 2006 7:11 am (#1809 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Potty Five Words: "Professor Snape’s Dueling Lesson"


Severus Snape stood glaring out in the entrance hall, waiting for the new students to arrive off the train. He wanted to be the first to meet the kids, and hand out punishments if at all possible. He couldn’t wait to catch the new first years. They would all be unaware of his importance to their futures. He would teach them his knowledge, although not everything. The first would be that Slytherins are superior to all other Houses. The second would be that fairness is not on the agenda and highly overrated. A few potions can be used against you – legally – by a teacher. Never accept anything given by a Gryffindor. That should do it. Snape heard a whistle from Hogsmeade Station. The train had pulled in.

“Hogsmeade!” cried the conductor.

The familiar scraping greeted the returning students. The first years headed toward Hagrid, while the older students made their way to the carriages. Back in the castle, Filch was grumbling about what to put on the mud stains that had been ground into the wooden floor of the entry hall. Dumbledore was speaking amicably to Professor Flitwick, while McGonagall arranged the Sorting Hat.

Meanwhile, Snape was still standing watching students file into the Entrance Hall. One of the Slytherins hexed a second year Ravenclaw, who began to cry. Snape merely lifted an eyebrow.

He exited the Hall and, striding through the doorway, entered the room where the First Years were standing. He glanced at them nastily. “Which one of these insufferable little maggots will be smart enough to—”

“Professor Snape!” Professor McGonagall stood a few feet away from him. “You do not speak to students in that manner!” Snape looked grumpy and stalked away, muttering something nasty. McGonagall called after him but there was no reply.

“Well. Welcome to Hogwarts!” she said quickly. The young students smiled warily back at her but did not speak. They watched as Snape left to sit at his seat in the Great Hall.

McGonagall finished the usual Sorting procedure, before sitting herself. Snape’s chair was still empty. The students wondered where he had gone. The older students were even in the dark. “He is up to something,” Harry said to Ron and Hermione. They turned to Dumbledore, but he was looking at Snape, who had just entered from the side.

“I will speak first tonight about a very serious issue,” said Snape. “It’s now my job to challenge you all to a duel!” Harry looked at Ron and Hermione’s astounded faces. Dueling was banned by the Ministry of Magic, and Filch had been campaigning to expel anyone caught dueling. Snape was facing Azkaban. Why?

Snape looked at a nervous first-year Hufflepuff and picked him to duel.

“Expelliarmus!” cried Dumbledore. Snape’s wand flew to the wizard’s hand. “Professor Snape, please explain yourself,” said Dumbledore calmly.

“Professor, I… am simply testing the new students. We must find talented ones. I won’t teach the dunderheads. They need to learn the proper skills if they want to amount to anything in life! The Dark Lord means business. Unless we can train intelligent children to fight, we may as well lie down and await death!”

Dumbledore shook his head, and smiled. When he spoke, his voice carried an amazing power. “If you really believe, Severus, that this is the way, then I will accept the challenge. However, first you must defeat Gilderoy Lockhart, who has returned as the school mascot.”

Snape stared at Dumbledore in shock. “Gilderoy is the school mascot?”

“Yes, I thought a mascot would keep our spirits up in these troubled times.” said Dumbledore brightly. “Now, gentlemen, kindly bow and draw your wands—”

Dumbledore was interrupted by a loud crash. Lockhart had already managed to disarm himself, by pointing his wand directly at his own face! Laughter broke out from the students. Snape sneered at Lockhart, but Lockhart, with a grin, yelled, “Do-over!” Ginny rolled her eyes.

“Stupid mascot,” muttered Ron. The professors joined in with the rolling of the eyes. There were quiet mutterings around the room, as everyone mused about which spell Snape was going to use next.

He drew his wand and yelled, “Expecto Patronum!” Everyone was taken aback by this choice of spell. Glancing around, looking for an explanation, Harry noticed Dumbledore was smiling.

“I know this may seem weird, but it will protect you without using dark magic. It’s the best defense, you should all practice—”

BOOM! Snape went flying across the room, hitting a wall. There was a crack as Lockhart attempted to Disapparate. Everyone stared in disbelief- Lockhart merely said, “Woopsy, I forgot that spell did that!” He quickly dove under a table and covered his head with a golden plate. Snape looked furious as he stood up and cursed under his breath.

“Dumbledore! How could you let him use a dark curse?!”

“I believe you suggested dueling, Professor Snape.” Remarked Dumbledore, smiling. “You have to expect injuries, especially if you—”

“Oh, just shut it!” yelled Snape. Everyone gasped. Dumbledore’s smile faltered. He had never experienced such disrespect.

“Severus, as headmaster, I must ask you to leave the feast before you cause damage to the students with your behavior.” Dumbledore frowned. “It is a shame, but—” Suddenly, everyone went quiet. Lockhart was running away from a flock of weird looking birds. Harry thought they looked like Fwoopers. The Fwoopers’ brilliant plumage shot towards Lockhart and began to peck at his head. Their song was nice, but Harry knew it was dangerous to keep listening. He shook his head and plugged his ears.

Then, after Lockhart had run out of the hall, Dumbledore closed the door and asked everyone to quiet down. The students looked stunned. Finally, Dumbledore cleared his throat for his traditional start of term speech. Hogwarts had finally returned to normal.






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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:40 pm

These stats were first posted by Tazzygirl - Sep 3, 2006 7:12 am (#1810 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

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  Tazzygirl   18
  geauxtigers!   26
  virginiaelizabeth2   23
  Puck   30
  Snuffles   11
  azi   34
  haymoni   1
  Finn BV   13
  Mediwitch   9
  Herm oh ninny   10
  Phelim Mcintyre   7
  Mrs Brisbee   11
  Julie Aronson   1
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Total Submissions: 194

Total Words: 970

Last Submission Date: #1807, September 2, 2006, 9:25 P.M. (virginiaelizabeth2)

Total Time to Create Story: 7 days, 5 hours, 46 minutes.





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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:41 pm

These post-story comments were first posted by Potteraholic - Nov 24, 2010 12:01 am (#2919 of 2977) [Edited Dec 27, 2010 6 pm] on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Post-Story Comments for Story #31, Volume III,
Potty Five Words: "Professor Snape’s Dueling Lesson"



This story was written from August 26, 2006 to September 26, 2006. Eleven writers contributed to the story, which is 970 words long. Three of the eleven writers posted feedback.



- Tazzygirl, Sep 3, 2006 7:25 am: Pretty strange story... 



- azi, Sep 3, 2006 10:07 am: Tis a strange story! 



- virginiaelizabeth2, Sep 3, 2006 4:30 pm: Odd story, but I kinda liked the oddness of it. It was funny!





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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:43 pm

This story was first posted by Tazzygirl - Sep 10, 2006 9:53 am (#2002 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Potty Five Words: "Luna’s Helping Hand"


The crowd cheered and whooped. It had been a very long day, and Madam Rosmerta had decided to treat everyone to the drink of their choice. It was this time when people celebrated the defeat of the great Crumple-horned Snorkack that Luna had been warning everyone about. The creature was actually real, though some people didn’t believe this was true. Controversy surrounded the defeat. Luna just handed them a copy of The Quibbler. The magazine was selling like crazy lately, and Luna always carried extra copies.

Madam Rosmerta was now trying to quiet everyone down by banging mead jugs on the bar, but the noise was deafening. In desperation, she pulled out her wand and pointed it at herself. “Sonorus! QUIET!” Slowly the room fell silent. All eyes were staring at her, wondering what she was about to say or do. “A TOAST,” she bellowed. “PLEASE RAISE YOUR GLASSES TO MISS LUNA LOVEGOOD, WHO HAS COME TO DIE! AVADA KADAVRA!”

A jet of green light flew very close to Luna’s face, but her shield charm somehow, miraculously, deflected it. Rosmerta looked stunned that it hadn’t worked. The curse was unstoppable!

Luna looked smug and disappeared out into the street. She watched as Ministry officials Apparated next to the pub and entered. Inside, the pub was a mess. Chairs broken, tables were thrown across the room. Madam Rosmerta had been stupefied, but no one was sure of what exactly was happening. Cords flew from the Ministry Officials’ wands. Rosmerta was very tightly bound and gagged. She was taken to the Ministry for further questioning.

Meanwhile, Luna ducked into an alley, and waited with a far-away look on her face, until a large pink figure made its way out of the pub. Luna stared, and then smiled. “Hi, ex-Professor Umbridge. Up to your usual tactics, I see?”

Umbridge smiled. “Ah, Miss Lovegood, still poking your nose into other people’s business!”

Luna smiled vaguely. “You will do anything to keep your status high, won’t you? Even if it means hurting other people and murder! You’re even putting unforgivable curses on people you hardly know. You’re desperate! Hopefully someone will realize what a nasty piece of work you are, and—” Before Luna could finish her sentence, Aurors had pounced on Umbridge, ripping her pink bow to shreds.

“You’re under arrest for your dress sense and disgusting frilly lace! Also, for using the Imperius Curse on Madam Rosmerta! Take her away, Dawlish!” Dawlish Disapparated from the alley with Umbridge.

Luna merely shrugged and walked towards the house she was staying at with Uncle Severus. She didn’t call him that usually, because if anyone found out they would react negatively. Luna thought of Harry’s reaction if he ever found out. It would ruin the trust he has with her. Harry still hated Severus. The incident with Draco and Dumbledore still haunted him- well, murder had that effect.

Snape was her mother’s brother though, and she trusted him. (Before her mother died, she had given Luna a letter explaining it all.) Luna continued down the street, turning left. She thought about her mother’s life, cut short by the stray curse, actually meant for Dolores Umbridge. Luna paused to think. Then it clicked! Quickly, she ran to her Uncle’s house, on Spinner’s End, to check just one more time with Snape if he really still had her mother’s memories somewhere around his house. She arrived, out of breath, and immediately walked into the house.

Snape looked up from the Daily Prophet he had been flicking through. “Luna, is there a reason for your being here? It is term time, and you are too young to be wandering around Muggle streets- especially as you Apparated underage.”

Luna untangled her butterbeer corks and smiled. “It’s not safe to be walking by myself, I know. But sometimes it’s the only way I can get to places. I don’t want the Ministry to find out the truth about my past. It isn’t easy being related to you!”

Snape looked taken aback. “What do you mean? I was adopted by your grandparents! You have no blood of mine in you!”

“Who cares?” said Luna, quietly. “They’d assume you influenced me, and I don’t want them thinking I’m into Dark Magic! They won’t think that I think for myself. They will think you’ve influenced me and prosecute me.” Snape grimaced.

Snape looked out the window and saw Ministry Aurors walking towards the house. “Luna, leave now!”

Without asking why, Luna went in the back and Apparated back to Hogsmeade. The next day, she was questioned about her connection with Snape. “Why was Umbridge trying to kill you?” asked Kingsley Shacklebolt.

Luna held up a faded parchment which she had pulled from her robes. “It’s a Shield Charm spell which protects the user from all kinds of curses.” Shacklebolt looked amazed. Luna continued. “She’s been trying to get ahead in the Ministry for ages and will stop at nothing. My mother invented this spell and Umbridge killed her for it, but Uncle Severus—”

Shacklebolt interrupted Luna. “Uncle Severus?”

Luna looked away. “Yeah, he’s my uncle. Umbridge framed him for Dumbledore’s murder; she used Polyjuice Potion to impersonate him. She’s the one you want, and now you’ve got her.”

Shacklebolt stared at Luna wordlessly. This girl was amazing at piecing together clues that others may have missed. She would make a good Auror. “Professor McGonagall says that your grades in Defense Against the Dark Arts are Outstanding. Your other subjects show that you are truly a bright student. I believe, if you like, we can offer you a wonderful career as an Auror.”

Luna looked dreamily at the Auror and said, “That’d be great!”






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These stats were first posted by Tazzygirl - Sep 10, 2006 9:59 am (#2003 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

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  Tazzygirl   11
  virginiaelizabeth2   16
  Phelim Mcintyre   18
  geauxtigers!   25
  Mediwitch   11
  Snuffles   34
  Mrs Brisbee   14
  Finn BV   7
  Herm oh ninny   1
  haymoni   1
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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:45 pm

These post-story comments were first posted by Potteraholic - Nov 24, 2010 12:01 am (#2920 of 2977) [Edited Dec 27, 2010 7 pm] on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Post-Story Comments for Story #32, Volume III,
Potty Five Words: "Luna’s Helping Hand"



This story was written from September 3, 2006 to September 9, 2006. Eleven writers contributed to the story, which is 945 words long. Three of the eleven writers posted feedback.



- Tazzygirl, Sep 10, 2006 10:00 am: Great story everyone! 



- Finn BV, Sep 12, 2006 12:38 am: Phew, I'm back!! A really good story, that last one! Nice ending you all pulled together!



- Mrs Brisbee, Sep 13, 2006 4:23 pm: Just got back from vacation. I like how the Luna story ended! 






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This story was first posted by Finn BV - Sep 15, 2006 2:44 pm (#2141 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Potty Five Words: "The Phoenix Feathers"


Mr. Ollivander was standing quietly at the front of his shop window. He was thinking about the two wands containing the tail feathers of the remarkable phoenix he had found lying in the courtyard of Diagon Alley. It had left the feathers as it saw Mr. Ollivander approaching towards it, vanishing in a blaze of fire. Ollivander picked them up. They were high quality and would be extremely useful in wand making. The wands would be extremely powerful too.

Lucius Malfoy had also seen the phoenix and knew the special qualities that these feathers possessed, as did Fred and George, who wanted them for a special device to help people Apparate better. In theory, it worked, but they really didn’t know about any side effects. They thought about just approaching Ollivander and striking a deal, but being direct was not their way of acquiring goods.

Lucius was watching them suspiciously. They had a suspicious look about them. If anyone was going to keep the feathers, he would. He drew his wand surreptitiously and casually wandered towards the bushes around the courtyard. Unfortunately, the twins’ “alarm system” was not awake, and Lucius quietly opened the door to Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes. He scanned and realized strange similarities between their shop and his own shop, Malfoy’s Murderous Machines, on Knockturn Alley. He stared at a spindly contraption for a moment, before making his way further inside.

All was quiet – too quiet. Turning around he ducked as an axe swung toward his head. Whoever had done this was well-practiced and also invisible. “Show yourselves immediately!” bellowed Lucius. The reply was in a form of exploding fireworks. Something bit his left knee. He lashed out violently, cursing under his breath. “Where are you, you little leeches? Show yourself!”

Suddenly, a big burst of light appeared from behind a gallows, throwing Lucius off-guard, which allowed Fred to drop a net over his head. He struggled, then attempted to Disapparate. However, the net had an anti-Apparating jinx; Lucius turned a nasty puce shade. “Scoundrels! You’ve stolen all the best feathers! The Dark Lord will be very displeased.”

“Well, he’s not going to get his slimy, murdering hands on it this time, will he?” Fred and George appeared from a secret door, looking at Lucius. His blond hair was messy, his face pink with embarrassment. “You fools, you will feel the wrath of my Lord, who is powerful enough to—”

“We don’t really care about him that much, do we, George?”

“Nope,” grinned George. “We aren’t impressed by the Dork Lard. Nor by you, for that matter. Good-bye.” And, astoundingly, Fred pointed his wand at the floor beneath Lucius, which opened up and swallowed him into a deep pit. His wand was taken from him. Lucius glared up and snarled. “You won’t laugh when Draco arrives. He knows I’m here!”

George snorted. “You must be kidding. He’s scared to go outside these days! We’ll inform the Ministry you’re here, and we caught you with the help of Mr. Ollivander. Bye!”

The twins disappeared and Lucius was left in the pit by himself. He hated being tricked, especially by blood traitors like them. Revenge would have to wait, though.

Meanwhile, the twins had arrived at Mr. Ollivander’s where a senior Auror was waiting. “Ah, here are the heroes. Your dad will be proud! You have the two fake phoenix feathers?”

“Yes, here you are!” said George.

“We have been watching and waiting to capture Malfoy for quite a while but he’s the slippery sort.” The Auror explained to them that the twins would be rewarded for their part. Maybe an Order of Merlin? Fred and George smiled, amused, but shook their heads.

“Too much like Percy,” sniggered Fred. “How about the Ministry giving official blessing to the shop and getting us tickets for the Top Box at the 423rd Quidditch World Cup this summer for all of our friends and family.”

“Consider it done,” replied the Auror. “You definitely deserve it.”






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These stats were first posted by Finn BV - Sep 15, 2006 2:44 pm (#2142 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

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  azi   39
  Tazzygirl   4
  Phelim Mcintyre   8
  Mediwitch   12
  virginiaelizabeth2   1
  geauxtigers!   1
  Snuffles   40
  Puck   13
  Finn BV   8
  Herm oh ninny   1
  Nicholas Schouten   2
  Mrs Brisbee   3
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Total Submissions: 132
Total Words: 660
Last Submission Date: #2137, September 14, 2006, 5:24 P.M. (Puck)
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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 10:24 pm

These post-story comments were first posted by Potteraholic - Nov 24, 2010 12:01 am (#2921 of 2977) [Edited Dec 28, 2010 4 pm] on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Post-Story Comments for Story #33, Volume III,
Potty Five Words: "The Phoenix Feathers"



This story was written from September 10, 2006 to September 14, 2006. Twelve writers contributed to the story, which is 660 words long. Three of the twelve writers posted feedback.



- Finn BV, Sep 15, 2006 2:47 pm: This was a rather plot-driven story, though not dreadfully captivating.



- Tazzygirl, Sep 15, 2006 7:50 pm: Interesting story- and it made sense! 



- virginiaelizabeth2, Sep 16, 2006 5:53 am: WOW! That story was written fast! And I had one tiny little post!





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This story was first posted by Tazzygirl - Sep 26, 2006 4:39 am (#2433 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Potty Five Words: "The Mystery of the Owl with a Lime Green Beak"


Hermione, Harry and Ron were staring off into the fog. The sea was crashing against the rocks at Azkaban, making spray fly meters high. Harry pulled his cloak around him and shivered. “It’s freezing here! Let’s get inside and question Neville. He must know who we are after.”

Neville’s office was down a gloomy corridor with flaming torches guiding the visitor to the door with an eerie glow. The trio knocked on his door and the torches in the corridor flickered as a voice said, “Come in.”

Inside sat Neville in a cheery, brightly lit room with a beautiful mahogany desk. There was an odd machine puffing in the corner, making tinkling noises, reminding Harry of the objects in Dumbledore’s office. The trio sat down in comfy chairs. “What can I do for you three?”

“Neville,” said Hermione gently. “We’ve just been to see Professor Sprout. She’s been attacked. Her underground network of informants has only just told Dumbledore. He wants us to dig around to find the culprit. Have you noticed anything odd since that owl hit your window?”

“Well, now that you mention it, the owl’s beak was lime green. I just figured it had stopped for a short rest, but now that I look back, Trevor was freaking out and trying to jump away!”

“But Trevor is always hiding,” said Ron.

“But, he did look somewhat scared. And when he landed on the windowsill, I thought it was going to eat him.”

The trio nodded in agreement. “What happened to the owl?” asked Hermione.

“It flew away after dropping — this.” Neville held out a piece of parchment with lime green handwriting. It had illegible handwriting: “Thank you, you need—” The rest was incomprehensible.

The trio stood up. “Thanks, Neville,” said Harry. “If you find anything else, please let us know.”

Neville nodded. “Yeah, sure.”

Outside, the wind was biting cold. Prisoners could be heard shouting and moaning as the Dementors patrolled outside their cells. Screams made Hermione shudder as they echoed around them. The trio departed at last, Disapparating to Hogsmeade. They began to walk towards the Shrieking Shack when a tawny owl landed in Hermione’s hair. “Ow!”

“Here, I’ll get — wait, this owl has a lime green beak!” exclaimed Ron.

“No, it’s not, it’s hunter!” exclaimed Hermione.

“Whatever, look!” exclaimed Ron. “There’s someone coming!”

A dark shadowy figure was making its way towards them, carrying a dead ferret. “Hagrid!” Harry called, “What are you doing? That ferret isn’t Malfoy?”

“Yeah, it is, ’Arry! I caught him spying in the Hogs Head! Trying to find out the secret to eternal life! Well, that’s his excuse!” The trio stood in horror, aghast that Hagrid was capable of murder.

“Do you realize what you’ve done?” Hermione squawked.

Hagrid looked blankly at the trio. “It’s not dead, just Stunned. I would have thought an intelligent girl like you would know the difference!” Hagrid tutted in disgust.

Hermione looked embarrassed. “Oh—”

“Hagrid,” interrupted Ron. “Can you tell us about an owl with a green break?”

Hagrid dropped the ferret on the rocks. “Who said I could help?” he asked, stooping to retrieve Malfoy. Harry sniggered as Malfoy’s head was squished between Hagrid’s anxious fingers. “I don’t know nothing about anything, so leave it,” Hagrid snapped.

“But one landed in my hair, and Neville has them hanging around!”

“And how’s that my fault?”

“We aren’t saying it’s your fault, we’re just looking for possible explanations!” said Harry.

“Oh. That’s okay, then. Well, anyway, I don’t know anything, and that’s that. See you later.” With that, Hagrid stomped away, swinging Malfoy side to side.

“What’s up with him?” asked Ron.

“Who knows, but we need to sort this out!” exclaimed Hermione. “Let’s go and see if anyone else knows who is sending these owls.”

Inside the Three Broomsticks, they attempted to question Slughorn. He mumbled something about eternal life while sipping a large firewhiskey and hiccupped. “Earlier in the Hogs Head, Rita Skeeter was telling anyone who would listen about a new discovery by Professor Sprout on the properties of Venomous Tentaculas. Apparently, they remove wrinkles and slow down the process of aging!” Slughorn hiccupped. “Her quill was working overtime. It was smoking! There was lime green ink everywhere! Some of it landed on a beak of an owl, which flew away in fright, poor thing.”

Harry looked at the Professor intently. “Where did Rita disappear to next? We need to find her.”

“I don’t know,” slurred Slughorn. “I somehow lost track of things…” He held up his glass. “Another round if you please!”

“Professor, please!” shouted Hermione.

“Come on, we’re wasting our time here!” said Harry. “We need to find Skeeter, and quickly!”

They decided to check the offices at the Daily Prophet Headquarters. Rita would be trying to get an article in, but her assignment regarding the Malfoys was including grim and pressing details that took time to sort out. At a desk nearby, Bozo was vacantly gazing into space, his camera smoking from the recent pictures. Rita was at another desk, scribbling.

Upon hearing footsteps she looked up and scowled. “Why are you three wandering around at this time? You’re trespassing on the Daily Prophet private premises!”

Fury blazing in her beady eyes, she sent a Detainment Troll after them, but just in time, Hermione yelled, “Stupefy!” The troll fell on a desk, scattering paper everywhere.

“Rita, what are you up to?”

“As if I would tell you. Look, this is bigger than the Triwizard Tournament! You can bet that I’ll receive a medal for writing this and discovering that Draco stole Tom Riddle’s Special Services Award.”

Harry looked perplexed, what on earth was she talking about? Would eternal life sprout up from Malfoy taking an award? Puzzled, he looked at Hermione, who looked just as confused. Ron, however, knew exactly what was going on.

“Hang on! I remember now! Earlier today my dad mentioned that Sprout was hit over the head with a heavy object while repotting mandrakes, so that means Malfoy must have beaned her with the award, causing her to drop the key onto a Venomous Tentacula. Its vines entangled around her body, causing her to fall and break her favorite cup! She was devastated and chased Malfoy to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Maybe a spider attacked him?” Ron added hopefully.

Harry thought for a second, and then slowly realized something. Malfoy was supposedly “hanging” around with Hagrid, which had perplexed him. “I wonder, was that really Hagrid?”

Rita sniggered. “Bit slow, aren’t you? I captured Hagrid, Transfigured him into – why am I telling you this?”

Just then, Tonks stepped out from behind a curtain. “Game’s up, Miss Skeeter. I’m afraid you have stepped on too many toes this time. Now you will come to the Auror’s office. We want a few words.”

“I’ve got a deadline to reach!” Rita protested. Tonks grinned. Ropes flew from her wand, and she was taken away.

“Thanks, you three,” she said. “We’re really grateful for this! Next Prophet’s front page! She will be the laughingstock of the entire wizarding world!”

“But what happened to Hagrid?” said Hermione curiously. “We never Transfigured him back!”

They looked behind Rita’s desk, and there was Hagrid, only he wasn’t quite himself. A large plant was in place of his head, and the rest of him was a stripy plant plot. “No Engorgement Charm needed on this!” joked Ron.

Hermione scowled, then pulled out her wand and cried, “Finite Incantatem!” Hagrid jolted to life, as his body returned to normal.

“Welcome back, Hagrid!” said Harry, Ron and Hermione together. 


Hagrid beamed at them. “Fancy a bloke like me getting’ Transfigured inter tha’! Powerful magic, eh? Wish I’d known the countercurse.”

“Hagrid, do you know who was helping Malfoy?” asked Harry.

“Sure, I heard that Skeeter lady talkin’ ’bout how he used that Polyjuice stuff on his mother – turned her into me before setting off into the Forbidden Forest. He would have made it – he would have gotten away with it if he hadn’t encountered Sprout!”

Ron looked incredulous. “A Hufflepuff saves the day! No way!”

Hermione glared at him. “Hufflepuff’s a very noble house, Ron!”

“It’s full of idiots like Smith!” he retorted.

“Anyway,” Harry said. “We just have one thing left to do.”

“What is that?” asked Hermione, surprised.

“PARTY!”





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These stats were first posted by Tazzygirl - Sep 26, 2006 4:42 am (#2435 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Statistics for Story 34
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  Snuffles   40
  Tazzygirl   4
  azi   77
  Phelim Mcintyre   12
  Puck   31
  virginiaelizabeth2   22
  geauxtigers!   12
  Nicholas Schouten   17
  Mrs Brisbee   9
  haymoni   13
  Finn BV   28
  Mediwitch   5
  Elanor   11
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Total Submissions: 281

Total Words: 1405
Last Submission Date: #2429, September 25, 2006, 10:59 A.M. (azi)
Total Time to Create Story: 9 days, 11 hours, 40 minutes.





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Post  Potteraholic Mon Jul 18, 2011 10:28 pm

These post-story comments were first posted by Potteraholic - Nov 24, 2010 12:02 am (#2922 of 2977) [Edited Dec 28, 2010 5 pm] on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

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Potty Five Words: "The Mystery of the Owl with a Lime Green Beak"



This story was written from September 15, 2006 to September 25, 2006. Thirteen writers contributed to the story, which is 1,405 words long. Six of the thirteen writers posted feedback.



- Tazzygirl, Sep 26, 2006 4:48 am: Very interesting story... 

Let me know if the title of the story works. Not sure I like it all that much, but I couldn't come up with anything else... 



- Snuffles, Sep 26, 2006 7:51 am: Title works fine for me Kristina 

I did post alot considering I was confused by the end 



- azi, Sep 26, 2006 10:34 am: It's not actually that long, considering how long it took to write! 



- Finn BV, Sep 27, 2006 12:57 am: Woohoo! I actually liked that story quite a bit more after reading it back. My favorite line is Hermione saying, "No it isn't, it's hunter." 



- geauxtigers!, Sep 27, 2006 4:11 am: That was an interesting story...very random! LOL Okay I feel a blonde moment coming on, I thought the "No it isn't, it's hunter." was a typo, I was going to tell Kristina or Finn, but apparently its not. Someone turn my lightbulb on, please! 



- Tazzygirl, Sep 27, 2006 5:48 am: Tori- I also thought "No it isn't, it's hunter." was a typo. It still doesn't make sense to me. Oh well! 



- Finn BV, Sep 27, 2006 2:26 pm: The joke is that Ron thinks the owl is lime green, but Hermione, in her know-it-all-ness, insists it's a different shade of green, hunter. I thought it was funny. :sillygreen:



- virginiaelizabeth2, Sep 28, 2006 2:01 am: I liked that story much better after reading it! Didn't make a whole lot of sense, but it made me laugh, non the less!! 

**is proud to say she got the joke about the beak being hunter green, not lime green...and laughed at it!**





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This story was first posted by Tazzygirl - Oct 7, 2006 8:01 am (#2572 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Potty Five Words: "The Storytellers"



Luna looked out over the hills from her window. They reminded her of the time she and her mother had been out looking for the elusive Kindletartan, an animal which is green with red squares on its back. They tried a number of complicated potions to entice the creature. Ingredients were carefully mixed and added to a haggis, with seasoning salt and a dash of kumquat juice.

Unfortunately, the Kindletartan had remained elusive, and they were ready to quit, when Luna’s brother Andrew spotted one lying on its back, as if it had been struck by lightning.

“In days of yore, this was a defense mechanism against the Abominabolus Laborus, appalling though it seems. It’s easier to play dead than fight.” As Luna and Andrew watched, the creature opened its eyes and looked around cautiously. It noticed Luna and Andrew staring at it. With a slight twitch, it casually sauntered off into the morning light. Luna grinned to herself.

A knock on the door made Luna jump. She ran over to it to answer. It was a Kindletartan! How coincidental! Luna was thrilled to see it had the normal purple eyelashes, which signified its power. “Well, come on in,” Luna said dreamily to it. “I’ve been wanting to see you ever since that fateful day my brother went missing.” Luna said. “He was found a few days later under a tree, but my poor mother was distraught. She told him, ‘It isn’t safe to wander unless you take a Kneazle with you!’ I think he was scared of you after that strange day. What happened?”

“It’s a long story,” said the Kindletartan. “Your brother was out picking fresh glubernotts in the hills, and ran across the largest bowtruckle I’ve ever seen before he was carried off by a hippogriff. Of course, I followed the hippogriff as far as I could, but eventually I was too tired to carry on. So I returned to the house and started building a fire for my tea. Suddenly the huge bowtruckle jumped in front of me, and I dropped my kettle on the ground, spilling my afternoon tea. Then I realized the trick – you have to make sure the bowtruckle doesn’t see you lighting the fire. They think you’re trying to kill them, so they kidnap a young human as ransom. Unfortunately, your brother was the first human it encountered. It took him from the hippogriff’s lair to present him to King Kneazle, the mightiest of all Kneazles. He admonished your brother for not traveling with a Kneazle. It had a deep impact on him. He was never the same again. Still, the King felt it necessary to let Andrew out from under the earth (where Kneazles live), to bring him to me. I brought him to the tree where he was picking glubernotts – for three days – before returning to the other Kindletartans.”

“Wow! Andrew, you sure had a grand, ol’ adventure,” Luna said, as Andrew wandered in.

“Huh? What are you on about? What’s that?” he said, pointing to the Kindletartan.

“Oh, that’s the Kindletartan who saved your life!” Luna replied.

“Don’t forget about the hippogriff and Kneazle!” added the Kindletartan, modest by nature.

“Oh, that’s right! I forgot about you! How have you been?”

“Well, Kindletartans have a knack for surviving, so we remained elusive.”

“Well, that’s not new to me,” said Andrew, alluding to his experience. As night fell, they talked until nearly midnight, when Luna looked at the clock, which had several weird animals that her family had found on hikes in Snorkackal, a city where Luna first learned of all these strange creatures. The Findescrusp currently pointed at ‘Tea Time’.

“Well, it is time for tea. Anybody want a muffin covered in delicious caramel?” They all took one greedily. “Have I got a story to tell you all!”





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These stats were first posted by Tazzygirl - Oct 7, 2006 8:11 am (#2573 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Statistics for Story 35
ordered by first contribution to the story

User
# of Submissions
  Snuffles   13
  azi   21
  Mediwitch   11
  Finn BV   31
  Mrs Brisbee   4
  geauxtigers!   15
  Tazzygirl   16
  Elanor   1
  virginiaelizabeth2   12
  haymoni   4
The user in red is the rightful starter of the next story. They are welcome to pass on the privilege to the user who posted the second most number of times, who may in turn pass it to the user who posted the third number of times in the story, and so forth.

Total Submissions: 128
Total Words: 640
Last Submission Date: #2569, October 6, 2006, 4:35 P.M. (geauxtigers!)
Total Time to Create Story: 10 days, 12 hours, 26 minutes.





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Post  Potteraholic Tue Jul 19, 2011 6:12 am

These post-story comments were first posted by Potteraholic - Nov 24, 2010 12:02 am (#2923 of 2977) [Edited Dec 28, 2010 6 pm] on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Post-Story Comments for Story #35, Volume III,
Potty Five Words: "The Storytellers"

This story was written from September 26, 2006 to October 7, 2006. Ten writers contributed to the story, which is 640 words long. Four of the ten writers posted feedback.



- Tazzygirl, Oct 7, 2006 8:13 am: Awesome story, everyone! 



- Phelim Mcintyre, Oct 7, 2006 8:57 am: No wonder I stayed out of this story - made no sense whatsoever! Let's try and keep things going for as long as possible (evil laugh). Seriously, let’s go out with a bang on this thread. 



- Finn BV, Oct 7, 2006 4:15 pm: Re the last story, I enjoyed it quite a bit but it just jumped to the conclusion. It was very amusing though. 



- geauxtigers!, Oct 7, 2006 4:57 pm: I loved this Luna story! 






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Post  Potteraholic Tue Jul 19, 2011 6:23 am

This post was originally made by Finn BV - Oct 9, 2006 1:14 am



Potty Game: Five Words!




In just a few hours, the "Potty Game: Five Words" turns one year old. Across the last year, we have had dozens of members of the Harry Potter Lexicon FanFiction Forum partake in this simple yet endlessly enjoyable game. In the game, there are no boundaries, save that you must add five words, no more and no less (though there are always mistakes Smile), to your post that continue the story told through other members' five words. Strung together, the five words will make a much, much longer story.

The idea started back in the days of "Potty HQ," a thread on the main Forum, now closed and deprecated. On September 30, 2005, I proposed to add a new game to the main Forum, which I described as "storytelling in five words." haymoni, another member, suggested that it might be too "fan-fictiony" for that Forum, and the hosts agreed. At 7:17 pm Forum time, October 9th, the thread, then called Potty Game: Five Words was started. I posted the first Five Words ever, "Ron slumped down into the", and we were off.

Our first story contained 575 words and took over three weeks to complete, from October 9th to October 31st. Little did we know that that rate of pace, just a little over five posts a day, was not to become an average! After six months, 24 days, 15 hours, and 23 minutes, our first volume was complete with fourteen stories. We had finished the beginning of what would soon (if not already) to become a Forum phenomenon! Because, as we found out 2 months, 2 days, 0 hours, and 36 minutes later, we could write the same number of posts to fill longer stories, in less than a third of the time!

We invented the "Potty Five Words Crown," given to the poster who held the record for most number of posts in a story; the crown, I believe, is currently retained by Tazzygirl (Kristina), with a thrilling in the story"Just Another Week at the Ministry" on April 23.

It was also Kristina who helped me out starting for our May 24 story "The Tale of the Occamy", when I realized I would be away for the large part of June and would not be able to assume my heretofore solo responsibilities as story recorder and statistician! It was with great efficiency that Kristina took over this role for much of the summer, and now we take turns posting alternate stories.

The other person in need of thanking is the incredible Kip Carter, our Forums manager. Without his superb work listing our stories in the headers of each thread, and his adept eye for supervising things, Potty Five Words could not function. A round of butterbeers, please!

And now, with an ending to this third volume of stories on the horizon, I invite each and every one of you to take the opportunity to play some ultimate Five Words: anytime that Forum time reads October 9, instead of posting five words, post... (drumroll, please) TEN WORDS! Yes, you read that right: double up on your posting chances if you're not a premium member, and get more bang for your buck if you are. (Plus, if you miss out on this exciting, once-a-year special, we'll be nice and let you post ten words for just a few posts whenever you get your chance... if it rolls into October 10, big deal. Very Happy)

Let the festivities begin, and long live Five Words!

—Finn BV, October 8, 2006, 6:14 p.m.





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Post  Potteraholic Tue Jul 19, 2011 6:24 am

This story was first posted by Tazzygirl - Oct 11, 2006 8:17 am (#2790 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Potty Five Words: "Hogwarts Hullabaloo"


The Malfoys’ new house-elf was lurking in the basement of their manor, waiting for orders from the family. He did a much better job than that fool of Dobby, thought Lucius, at least my former elf was great at punishing himself.

“Specky! Here at once!” He didn’t have to wait more than two seconds for the new house-elf to arrive. Specky’s eyes remained downcast as he stopped, a foot away from Malfoy’s unpolished shoes. “Elf, my son has failed his W.O.M.B.A.T. level 2. I need you to help him steal a new copy, and then take the test for him. I also need you to polish my loafers. They’re filthy.”

“Yes, Master. I will get onto it straight away. Must fetch the Young Master!” With a crack, Specky Disapparated to Hogwarts to fetch Malfoy.

It took him no time to find Malfoy in the Slytherin common room, picking on his first victim of the day, who was wearing second-hand robes. “Who owned these? Your great-grandmother? You’re not worthy of Slytherin House, you—”

“Young Master, Specky has come to bring you on a secret mission for finding a new W.O.M.B.A.T.! Specky was told that you must come with him.”

“Who? What? I’m not going anywhere with you!” Specky began to drag Malfoy by the ankles across the floor, much to the indignation of his struggling master.

“Mister Lucius’ orders.”

“What? Dad put you up to this?!” said Malfoy loudly. “What for?”

“Master told me you need to graduate Hogwarts, and if you don’t pass your test, you’ll be stuck doing lousy jobs like me. Come along!”

Reluctantly, Draco followed Specky to Professor McGonagall’s office. After checking the corridors, Specky zipped inside and followed Draco around to her desk. There weren’t any W.O.M.B.A.T.s in plain view. “I overheard one of your professors saying that she keeps spares somewhere in here. Master must leave before he is caught. You wait outside, and Specky’ll do the job!”

“Uh… okay.” Malfoy walked back into the corridor and signaled to Crabbe and Goyle, both of whom ran to fetch Professor McGonagall in hopes that they could frame Specky for some crime. When the boys reached McGonagall they told her they’d seen a house-elf in her office. McGonagall took one look at their faces, sighed, and investigated.

When she arrived at her office, there was no one to be found. Turning around, she stared menacingly at the Slytherins. “Is this your idea of a joke? Because I have more important things to do than laugh.”

“Oh… we… um… but there was a house-elf here! Malfoy said so!”

“Malfoy? You just said you saw the house-elf. Now you’re telling me that Mr. Malfoy is the person who saw all this? I think you’d better get your story straight! I would suggest you two better be sent to Azkaban.” With those words, Crabbe and Goyle began to whimper. Their large heads began to shrink and they fell to the floor in a heap. Malfoy stared in shock as they clung to his pant legs.

“You tricked us!” Goyle gasped.

“Yes, I did, what are you so surprised about? I am so tired of you blubbering fools following me all these years and letting me tell you what to do. Why don’t you stand up for yourselves?”

McGonagall’s mouth fell open. “Mr. Malfoy, are you being sarcastic, or are you honestly exhibiting psychologically intelligent signs?”

Malfoy grinned at her. “I just want to be like Harry.”

With that statement, McGonagall lost her stance and fainted.

“Yes!” cried Malfoy. He’d done it at last! He’d managed to trick McGonagall. The entire school looked astonished at the glee shown by Malfoy over Professor McGonagall. It was a phenomenon.

Just then, Specky popped back with the good news for McGonagall supporters: she hadn’t really fainted. She had wanted to trick Malfoy. “Double tricked you! Now, Mr. Malfoy. I believe your house-elf wants a word with you?” McGonagall raised an undulating eyebrow at Specky, who was patiently tapping his foot. “But please believe me, Mr. Malfoy, if you are planning—”

“Avada Kedavra!” Voldemort blasted Specky.

“Whoa! Where did you come from?” cried Malfoy, aghast.

“I have decided that Muggles will replace house-elves. If the elves don’t like this proposition, then I will see to it that they are disposed of, nasty ankle-biters.”

Crash! Peeves dropped a filing cabinet onto Voldemort’s head which caused him to squawk in anger and pain, but unfortunately did not kill or maim him.

Draco looked around for an escape route, but Peeves was too quick for him. The poltergeist squealed with delight at the mayhem he had caused, and darted away.

“Dumbledore couldn’t get rid of that dry rot?” said Voldemort with a sneer.

“Dumbledore saw Peeves’ occasional usefulness,” retorted McGonagall, “like helping to rid Hogwarts of Dolores Umbridge.”

“What rubbish!” Ginny appeared by McGonagall’s elbow. “Hermione led her to the Forest, and then the Centaurs took her away.”

“Miss Weasley, do you mean to agree with Voldemort that—”

“You dare to use my name?!” Voldemort’s red eyes glared into McGonagall’s.

“We were schoolmates,” said McGonagall.

“Minnie? Is that you?”

“Yes. And don’t expect me to call you ‘Lord.’”

Dobby and the other house-elves appeared with a pop! “Specky?” asked Dobby, “Do you think that you could help me with…” His voice trailed off when he saw Specky’s lifeless body. His eyes cast around and landed on Voldemort.

“Why did you do this to my friend Specky? Evil Voldemort — Avada Kedavra!” Dobby’s spell hit Lord Voldemort. For a second it seemed not to have an effect. Then he slumped to the floor. Everyone stood speechless, staring at Voldemort. Was he really dead?

After a moment of deafening silence, Dobby cried, “What has Dobby done? Dobby has hurt a wizard! Dobby is such a bad house-elf!”

“Dobby!” Ginny exclaimed. “You did the best thing in the world! We forbid you to hurt yourself!” Ginny rushed to Dobby and hugged him fiercely.

Just then, Lucius Malfoy appeared, his face a burning red. It changed quite quickly to white, looking like strawberry ice cream. “You killed Specky!” shouted Draco and he pummeled Voldemort’s body. All of a sudden, Voldemort sprang back to life! Malfoy was grabbed, and Voldemort Crucio’d everyone, Disapparating away with Draco.

“He Disapparated?! In Hogwarts? Good gracious, Voldemort’s a house-elf!” cried Lucius, the only one unharmed.

Suddenly, a change of heart occurred. Lucius began to check everyone around him. “Are you eating again, Crabbe and Goyle?” He sent for Madame Pomfrey.

McGonagall looked at Lucius and noticed that his eyes were teary, and went over to hug him. “There, there, Lucius, have a biscuit. We’re all right, so stop your sniveling.”

“Only I snivel,” proclaimed Snape, who mysteriously appeared from nowhere.

“My son!” bellowed Lucius. “I’ve lost him because of greed.” He sniffed. “And my poor house-elf, Specky. May they rest in peace,” he sobbed. “Oh, how will I ever tell my wife? We spent almost half of her inheritance on his hair gel.” Lucius thought about her having a conniption.

“There is… another way,” said the spooky voice belonging to Dolores Umbridge, or was it? She seemed to be changing rapidly into… Mafalda Hopkirk?

“Come to join the fiesta, Faldy? The tarts have been eaten, but there is still some punch left over,” said Filch cheerfully.

“Hold on, we’ve got to deal with the remains of this ridiculous dead house-elf.”

“I know!” shouted Professor Trelawney. “Let’s predict his future with my new Future Predicting Machine! All the Muggles are raving about it!”

“But he’s dead. There’s no future to predict.”

“Fine! Laugh at me as you always do!” She stomped away muttering about premature deaths.

“Time for cake!” said Malfoy Junior.

“But Specky!” moaned Dobby. “And the W.O.M.B.A.T.!”

“How did you know about the W.O.M.B.A.T.?! That was between myself and Professor Snape!” yelled Malfoy, outraged. “He’s the only one who can see my grade. Besides Dad, of course…”

“Well, Specky is a blabbermouth and Crabbe and Goyle are so thick that the word spread fast.”

“It’s the front page of the Daily Prophet. Rita Skeeter has been at it again!” Hermione chimed in, smirking that Draco was now the subject of ridicule.

“Professor McGonagall, is there anyway I can please give an interview to Skeeter that trashes Malfoy and his family?”

“That sounds perfectly acceptable, Miss Granger,” said Professor McGonagall. “Psych! Did you really think I’d allow such slander?”

“No, but it was worth a try.”

“Miss Granger, don’t think that I agree with all her gossipy stories. However, it is for the protection of a student, no matter how much he has done to you. It’s not right to do the same thing back. Now, if you all don’t stop snogging in the corner, I will have to turn you all into mice!”

Lavender screamed at the prospect. McGonagall cackled.





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These stats were first posted by Tazzygirl - Oct 11, 2006 8:20 am (#2792 of 2965) on the World Crossing home of the 'Harry Potter Lexicon Forum'.

Statistics for Story 36
ordered by first contribution to the story

User
# of Submissions
(x5 words)
# of submissions
(x10 words)
total words
submitted)
  Finn BV   38   17   360
  geauxtigers!   12   3   90
  Tazzygirl   45   12   345
  virginiaelizabeth2   14   9   160
  Elanor   1   0   5
  Mediwitch   3   3   45
  Puck   6   15   180
  haymoni   1   1   15
  Snuffles   1   8   85
  shadzar   7   6   95
  dizzy lizzy   1   2   25
  Julie Aronson   0   3   30
  Phelim Mcintyre   0   1   10
  Mrs Brisbee   0   2   20
The user in red is the rightful starter of the next story. They are welcome to pass on the privilege to the user who posted the second most number of times, who may in turn pass it to the user who posted the third number of times in the story, and so forth.

Total Submissions: 211

Total Words: 1465

Last Submission Date: #2789, October 10, 2006, 11:44 A.M. (Finn BV)

Total Time to Create Story: 3 days, 2 hours, 29 minutes.





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