Alternate Ending for 'Casualties of War'
Casualties of War. Ah... my beloved Harry Potter fanfic. My masterpiece. It has just about reached its peak and should be written very soon. *Contented sigh* However, it managed to create two different endings for itself. One, I was pushed and mantipulated by my dear friend into writing. It had the makings of a great trashy romance novel, albiet dark. The other, was my brain child and will be the official ending. My main character developes schizophrenia and a case of fugue. She's never heard from again.
Anywho, this is the alternate ending and thus sort of a spoiler, but I doubt any of you will ever read the completed verison.
*Alternate Ending*
As everyone hurried to their seats, the black double doors opened one last time. He lifted his head in hopes that it was her; that she would keep her promise. His hopes were dashed when the one to stroll in was none other than his cousin. Her usual ponytail was knotted up in an elegant bun. Her casual clothes traded for a dark, solemn robe. Despite, all that had happened, she appeared to still have most of her sanity. In spite of the atrosities of her crimes, she was left unpunished simply because her enemies had also been the Ministery's enemies.His heart fell. He had not wanted his merciless cousin. He wanted her.
Willow stood, holding the door as a second figure entered. Her hair had once again changed from the vibrant yellow he had known in school; from the grungy dull yellow he had grown to love. Now, it was its natural color of black with one dyed streak of blue in the front. She looked relatively healthier than the last time he had seen her, for that he was glad.
Her dark eyes met his and his heart leapt. A sad, tired smile played on her lips, but he couldn't have been happier. If it were not for the fact he was chained down he would have leapt up and ran to her. He would have embraced her tightly, stroked her hair, and whispered words of comfort sweetly in her ear.
... Wow, this is horrible. I can't write anymore. It's making me sick. Plus, it is taking way too long to get to the point. So... screw it.
Anywho, this is the alternate ending and thus sort of a spoiler, but I doubt any of you will ever read the completed verison.
*Alternate Ending*
As everyone hurried to their seats, the black double doors opened one last time. He lifted his head in hopes that it was her; that she would keep her promise. His hopes were dashed when the one to stroll in was none other than his cousin. Her usual ponytail was knotted up in an elegant bun. Her casual clothes traded for a dark, solemn robe. Despite, all that had happened, she appeared to still have most of her sanity. In spite of the atrosities of her crimes, she was left unpunished simply because her enemies had also been the Ministery's enemies.His heart fell. He had not wanted his merciless cousin. He wanted her.
Willow stood, holding the door as a second figure entered. Her hair had once again changed from the vibrant yellow he had known in school; from the grungy dull yellow he had grown to love. Now, it was its natural color of black with one dyed streak of blue in the front. She looked relatively healthier than the last time he had seen her, for that he was glad.
Her dark eyes met his and his heart leapt. A sad, tired smile played on her lips, but he couldn't have been happier. If it were not for the fact he was chained down he would have leapt up and ran to her. He would have embraced her tightly, stroked her hair, and whispered words of comfort sweetly in her ear.
... Wow, this is horrible. I can't write anymore. It's making me sick. Plus, it is taking way too long to get to the point. So... screw it.
posted by Imp-chan @ 10:51 AM
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