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--Jaggedrose11 talk 19:24, December 10, 2011 (UTC)

The warm water was bubbling under the silvery moon. The jet black tom was sitting on the stone bank with a 0.o expression plastered (using sticking tape and some glue) on his face. He was watching an elderly grey cat with a long white beard and lopsided pointed, midnight blue hat who was half submerged in the water.
“Dumbledorestar...” He moaned, and peeled the 0.o expression off his face. Before he could continue, the old codger rasied one paw,
“Sinvelussnape, I have something verryyyy important to tell you!” He drew his wand dramatically and Professor Snape tensed, only to relax when HogwartClan’s leader picked his nose and then cautiously nibbled the boggie.
He blinked several times then carried on, “That Lilypotter you liked and her mate, Jamesisthebest died – though I don’t know why he took that name, he should have been ‘Jamespotter’, but no he was just to good! ,” He raved for a moment and then, looking very unconcerned, Dumbledorsestar grabbed a nail file from the bank and started to examine his claws.
“You told me you would protect her!” Sinvelussnape growled, one eye bulged and the other twitched.
“Yeah well, I was giving birth!” Dumbledorestar rolled his eyes, “Obviously,”
The black tom sighed, “Did Jamesisthebest die too?”
“Mmmm!”
“How?”
“Same way she did you nitwit! Moldywart struct ‘em round the head, told ‘em they were fish, took them to the lake and they drowned. Lilypotter died Snivelussnape, she DIED!”
“I KNOW!”
“YOU DO?”
“YES!”
“OK!”
“I must go and re-think my life then....sigh,”
“Wait!” Dumbledorestar rose out of the pool as the depressed tom turned away. As Snivelussnap turned back he saw parts of the shrivelled leader he never wanted to see and collapsed on the floor, writhing in disgust.
Quickly, Dumbledorestar grabbed a leaf, “But, they had a son, who survived!”
Slowly the writhing and twitching stopped, “They did?” Snivelussnape asked in a hushed whispered,”
“They did!”
“Well, get on with it!” Snivelussnape snapped and Dumbledorestar flapped his paws, in so removing the leaf. He whisked it back and held it in place with his wand,
“He looks like his father, very dark grey, almost black,”
“Oh GREAT!”
“Same personality as his father,”
“BRILLIANT!”
“But.”
“BUT!”
“He has the same eyes as his mother. You remember them, don’t you? The colour, shape, size, diameter, width, position in her face, type, meaning, the many epressions they showed, you remember how to look deep into them and well, yeah,”
There was a awkward pause, and then,
“WWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Snibelvussnape was throwing a tantrum, hitting the floor, “Don’t! Don’t! Don’t! Don’t! Don’t!” He screamed, over and over and over and over and over and over!
“Sor-ee!” Dumbledorestar humfped, “There is just no pleasing some people!”
As the moon climbed higher into the sky, the two cats bickered, wondering what would be come of:
!!!POTTERKIT!!!

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