Katherine Frances's Blog, page 211
July 14, 2016
"Desperate to take her hand and run with her through the crazy chaos of dream, sleep became a tonic."
- vodkaisthatyou
(via wnq-writers)
"Maybe in a past life
You were the Moon
I was the Earth
And fate; the gravity that kept us near
But..."
You were the Moon
I was the Earth
And fate; the gravity that kept us near
But never together”
- alittlepetrichor
(via wnq-writers)
"We all have galaxies inside of us, they say, ready to be discovered and loved.
I just happen to..."
I just happen to have a huge black hole. Yes, it leads somewhere magical. No, no one wants to dive in, knowing that there’s no return home.”
- Sophia Carey (via wnq-writers)
July 13, 2016
Kim Shimmers and the Black Prophecy
A Harry Potter Fanfic by me (and the 3rd installment of the Kim Shimmers series)
This Harry Potter fan fiction (as long as all goes according to plan) will be posted at the beginning of every week. The pictures above are not mine, though I edited some.
Chapter 11
Etched
Monday morning Kim walked down to the breakfast table to see that, unsurprisingly, Fred and George were absent. She wasn’t concerned, though perhaps slightly disappointed. Unlike in the past, Fred was making quite the effort to snag her while in the hallway to share a few words about each other’s days… or do other things.
“I can’t believe this. It’s outrageous…” Hermione was saying as Kim sat down at the table with the trio.
“What is?” she asked. Hermione simply shuffled the morning post in Kim’s direction, looking utterly ruffled. Kim need only to glance at the headline to be caught by a blinking, wide face. Professor Umbridge was front page news, with the title “Ministry Seeks Educational Reform, Dolores Umbridge Appointed First-ever ‘High Inquisitor’”. Kim began scanning over the article, the alarm in her features growing as she caught more and more disturbing anecdotes within the passage.
“I can’t wait to see McGonagall inspected,” Ron muttered, sounding amused. “Umbridge won’t know what’s hit her.”
“‘Revolutionizing the teaching of Defense Against the Dark Arts’!” Kim read in disgust. She tossed the paper aside, its pages rattling to the table. “I can’t believe that malarkey. They’ve totally lost their minds if they think what she’s doing is teaching.”
“They have completely lost their minds,” Hermione said glumly. “That’s the problem.” With that the three of them stood, muttering something about not wanting to be late to their class if Umbridge was going to be inspecting it. Kim sat in silence, the creeping feeling that things at Hogwarts were about to get very bad, very fast. How much power will this new position of ‘high inquisitor’ give that psychotic bitch? Kim wondered sullenly.Certainly not more power than Dumbledore has… though that seems to be their aim…
After her morning classes and lunch, Kim was hurrying off to Dumbledore’s office to meet with him as planned. Today they would be practicing occlumency, the skill of shielding one’s mind from prying eyes. It was with this skill that Kim could hopefully insure that no vision she ever has in the future that contains delicate information would make it into ministry hands.
"What are the condolences for the bruises found in a soul?
I’m hanging my dirty laundry out on my..."
I’m hanging my dirty laundry out on my heartlines for my veins to see;
a beheaded love warning them of what happens when you let your body be the resting ground for other people’s ghosts.”
- B. Damani, Warm Veins Cold (via wnq-writers)
Kim Shimmers and the Black Prophecy
A Harry Potter Fanfic by me (and the 3rd installment of the Kim Shimmers series)
This Harry Potter fan fiction (as long as all goes according to plan) will be posted at the beginning of every week. The pictures above are not mine, though I edited some.
Chapter 11
Etched
Monday morning Kim walked down to the breakfast table to see that, unsurprisingly, Fred and George were absent. She wasn’t concerned, though perhaps slightly disappointed. Unlike in the past, Fred was making quite the effort to snag her while in the hallway to share a few words about each other’s days… or do other things.
“I can’t believe this. It’s outrageous…” Hermione was saying as Kim sat down at the table with the trio.
“What is?” she asked. Hermione simply shuffled the morning post in Kim’s direction, looking utterly ruffled. Kim need only to glance at the headline to be caught by a blinking, wide face. Professor Umbridge was front page news, with the title “Ministry Seeks Educational Reform, Dolores Umbridge Appointed First-ever ‘High Inquisitor’”. Kim began scanning over the article, the alarm in her features growing as she caught more and more disturbing anecdotes within the passage.
“I can’t wait to see McGonagall inspected,” Ron muttered, sounding amused. “Umbridge won’t know what’s hit her.”
“‘Revolutionizing the teaching of Defense Against the Dark Arts’!” Kim read in disgust. She tossed the paper aside, its pages rattling to the table. “I can’t believe that malarkey. They’ve totally lost their minds if they think what she’s doing is teaching.”
“They have completely lost their minds,” Hermione said glumly. “That’s the problem.” With that the three of them stood, muttering something about not wanting to be late to their class if Umbridge was going to be inspecting it. Kim sat in silence, the creeping feeling that things at Hogwarts were about to get very bad, very fast. How much power will this new position of ‘high inquisitor’ give that psychotic bitch? Kim wondered sullenly.Certainly not more power than Dumbledore has… though that seems to be their aim…
After her morning classes and lunch, Kim was hurrying off to Dumbledore’s office to meet with him as planned. Today they would be practicing occlumency, the skill of shielding one’s mind from prying eyes. It was with this skill that Kim could hopefully insure that no vision she ever has in the future that contains delicate information would make it into ministry hands.
