Fanfic 100 - Beginnings
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featherxquillTitle: Quill
Characters: Rita Skeeter, omniscent saleswoman.
Rating: G
Word Count: 304. For the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fanfic100 prompt 001: Beginnings
She buys the acid-green quill with her first paycheque. She’s looking for something, anything to replace the office-issue dictoquill provided by Witch Weekly for their newest office junior. Rita Skeeter - eighteen years old and fresh out of Hogwarts - doesn’t make do with standard-issue anything.
Do you really think that’s practical, Marguerite? she imagines her mother asking. Then, not imagined, the memory: Your father and I aren’t prepared to help you out with everything anymore. You have to learn to fend for yourself.
Well, she thinks. Sod off, Mother. She steps into Flourish and Blotts’ stationery section.
She sees it immediately. It’s the only time in her life she’ll ever admit to anything close to love at first sight. It’s standing in a glass cabinet in front of a mirror, and she approaches slowly, as if it might disappear. It seems to quiver in the light as she stares. The nib is golden, the feather long, even, and patterned with the markings of whatever bird it came from.
“It’s pheasant,” says a voice behind her as if reading her thoughts, and Rita turns. The saleswoman is mid-fifties, elegantly dressed in a black suit skirt. “18 carat gold-plated nib. It’s a Quick-Quotes one-of-a-kind, like its brother there.” Rita glances back, and sees the ornate peacock quill beside it. She hadn’t even noticed it. The saleswoman speaks again.” You can use regular ink with it, or use the built in inking charm, which will be good for about ten years. We can replace the charm when it wears out.”
Rita has hardly any voice. “How much?”
“Thirty-five Galleons.”
Thirty-five? That’s almost all of her paycheque.
“The quill chooses the reporter,” says the saleswoman.
“I’m not a reporter,” Rita replies.
The woman smiles. Rita sees something glimmering in her eyes. “Oh,” she says, “You will be.”
Characters: Rita Skeeter, omniscent saleswoman.
Rating: G
Word Count: 304. For the
fanfic100 prompt 001: BeginningsShe buys the acid-green quill with her first paycheque. She’s looking for something, anything to replace the office-issue dictoquill provided by Witch Weekly for their newest office junior. Rita Skeeter - eighteen years old and fresh out of Hogwarts - doesn’t make do with standard-issue anything.
Do you really think that’s practical, Marguerite? she imagines her mother asking. Then, not imagined, the memory: Your father and I aren’t prepared to help you out with everything anymore. You have to learn to fend for yourself.
Well, she thinks. Sod off, Mother. She steps into Flourish and Blotts’ stationery section.
She sees it immediately. It’s the only time in her life she’ll ever admit to anything close to love at first sight. It’s standing in a glass cabinet in front of a mirror, and she approaches slowly, as if it might disappear. It seems to quiver in the light as she stares. The nib is golden, the feather long, even, and patterned with the markings of whatever bird it came from.
“It’s pheasant,” says a voice behind her as if reading her thoughts, and Rita turns. The saleswoman is mid-fifties, elegantly dressed in a black suit skirt. “18 carat gold-plated nib. It’s a Quick-Quotes one-of-a-kind, like its brother there.” Rita glances back, and sees the ornate peacock quill beside it. She hadn’t even noticed it. The saleswoman speaks again.” You can use regular ink with it, or use the built in inking charm, which will be good for about ten years. We can replace the charm when it wears out.”
Rita has hardly any voice. “How much?”
“Thirty-five Galleons.”
Thirty-five? That’s almost all of her paycheque.
“The quill chooses the reporter,” says the saleswoman.
“I’m not a reporter,” Rita replies.
The woman smiles. Rita sees something glimmering in her eyes. “Oh,” she says, “You will be.”
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Date: 2006-11-25 11:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-25 12:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-25 06:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-26 01:49 pm (UTC)Thankyou! And I'd say she did. I know certain pens make me feel mugh more like a writer than others :)
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Date: 2006-11-25 06:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-26 01:50 pm (UTC)100 drabbles is no mean feat at all. 100 anything isn't, really. I think I'm only on 13/100 on this thing. It's slow going. :)
And Yay! I'm glad you enjoyed!
(*gives you the 'rita orgasm icon*)
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Date: 2006-11-26 06:25 pm (UTC)*gives you my "whore?" icon* Do you think the caption in that would be a too easy prompt or ending for a Rita fic?
And I seriously think you should look into this one Advice Column/RPG called
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Date: 2006-11-25 10:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-26 01:51 pm (UTC)Thanks! Glad you enjoyed! :D
... and there is one person in canon who writes mainly fiction and carries a rather shiny peacock quill ;)
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Date: 2006-11-26 02:31 pm (UTC)I too wondered about that ... ^_~
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Date: 2006-11-25 11:57 pm (UTC)Nice. Short, but cute. And damn if that ain't a lot of gold for a stupid quill!
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Date: 2006-11-26 01:52 pm (UTC)Thank! I'm glad you liked! (Can't believe I got you reading a Rita ficlet *is so proud*) ;)
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Date: 2006-11-26 07:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-26 01:53 pm (UTC)Thankyou so much! ♥ I'm glad you enjoyed!
(and geh, my fic muse is being eaten alive by rp. But I do post links to threads, often :) )
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Date: 2006-11-26 10:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-26 01:54 pm (UTC)Thanks! :D and hehe oh, I think I thought that everytime I spent pounds on something gratuitous while I was away on my trip. ;)