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lucathiaFandom: Harry Potter x Dealing with Dragons (Enchanted Forest series)
Disclaimer: HP belongs to J. K. Rowling and Dealing with Dragons belongs to Patricia C. Wrede.
Words: 664
Notes: Written for my Magic and Fantasy in Young Adult Literature class. It's our last assignment where we get to cross HP with any of the other books we've read. I ran out of time...so beware. This was written in 15 minutes...and I really can't write fast. Kind of pointless. (Too bad it doesn't qualify for my crossovers100 claim.) You only need knowledge about the first book from each series (though who hasn't read all of HP yet for those who've read the first book before??) I kind of wanted to write something for HP x Young Wizards too. For my own amusement, I'd like to write His Dark Materials x Young Wizards. There's just so many similarities!
-----In Which Cimorene Becomes a Professor-----
Dumbledore, true to his nature, used strange ways to locate his Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher every year. Some say the position was cursed, hence why professors who took the position never lasted long.
However, when a strange, tall woman dropped out of the air in front of him during his latest search, even Dumbledore was surprised.
She was wearing dreary, gray clothing with rolled-up sleeves and held dirty rags in her hands. But despite the state of her clothing, she sported a gleaming, golden crown on top of her head of long,
Dumbledore ran a hand through his beard.
“Who might you be?” he asked, for he had never seen her before and he knew plenty of wizarding folk.
The woman righted herself as she glanced around the dark tavern where she had fallen.
“I’m Cimorene,” she declared. “Or actually, Princess Cimorene of Linderwall, but just Cimorene will do.” She glanced at him. “Have you even heard of Linderwall before? I have a feeling I’m in a strange place.”
“Why, I believe you are, for very rarely are there princesses and princes nowadays. Our own minister is elected by the people. And you are right that I have never heard of Linderwall,” he replied jovially.
“A world without princesses and princes?” marveled Cimorene. “I’d like that!”
She took the seat that the kindly old man offered her. However, when she took in the robes that the old man was wearing, a question tumbled right out of her mouth.
“You’re not a wizard, are you?”
The old man’s eyes twinkled.
“How rude of me that I haven’t properly introduced myself while I’ve already heard your lovely name! I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts,
Cimorene scooted back an inch, as her previous experiences with wizards weren’t very good. But her mind very quickly wrapped around what Dumbledore had just said, for she was indeed very clever. If the Sorting Hat ever had a chance to sort her, it would most likely put her in Ravenclaw. Slytherin would also have been a good choice, except for the fact that she lacked ambition. All she wanted from life was to be able to be a normal person who could live her life however she wanted.
“A school for witches…and wizards? They study together?” she asked, thinking of how she’d never find Morwen and Zemenar studying magic together.
Somehow, Dumbledore’s presence felt entirely unlike that of Zemenar’s. Cimorene had never met a kind wizard before. They talked more about their worlds (she even learned that the dragons of this world were incapable of speech. It was absurd!) and that magic had become largely part of a hidden community.
“Have I been transported into the future?” she wondered at one point. She liked the place, despite all the restrictions on magic. Here, princesses didn’t matter and witches and wizards learned side-by-side. If she had been born here, she wouldn’t have had to run away from home to escape her duties of being a princess.
Their lively conversation eventually died down, and Dumbledore asked the question that he had been meaning to ask since the beginning.
“Will you be willing to accept the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts?”
Cimorene only knew a few basic spells (she didn’t know if they worked the same way in this world) but she knew just the right way to dispose of dark wizards. Soapy water with some lemon in it worked like a charm!
And so, she accepted the position.
Cimorene ended up living on the edge of the
I think I should practice speed-writing more.
Here's my measly word count for November:
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Date: 2006-11-28 04:16 pm (UTC)Jeez, it's been a while since I've read that book. It actually took me till "Soapy water with some lemon in it worked like a charm!" until I actually knew what this was crossing over to! ^ ^;
I read it and then kinda backpedals since I was sure that I'd heard that somewhere before.
XD Speed-writing is sometimes better. You don't have to flesh out too much and worry about nasty plotlines that you've come up with for the mult-chapter that you've started. *Wonders if I should put in the number of words with each fic entry*
D: I just went through all of them yesterday putting in either drabble, one-shot and/or multi-fic tags on them.
Just wondering, is this a one-shot or are you gonna continue this?
*coughs*
Date: 2006-11-28 04:43 pm (UTC)Re: *coughs*
Date: 2006-11-28 10:00 pm (UTC)Yeah, this is just a oneshot. Uh...because it's kind of pointless (or maybe silly?). Cimorene doesn't really know much magic either, so being a professor would be kind of hard to handle.
But, imagine if they can melt Voldemort with soapy water and some lemon! I'm sure it'll work on him because he certainly didn't lead a clean life!I like knowing how long fics are before I start reading them. I kind of...like to read fics that are around 3000 words (though my own are almost never that long). Though, I think knowing whether the fic is a drabble, one-shot, or part of a multi-chaptered fic works pretty well too. :3
Hehe, so very true. I think I might do that (speed-writing) with some stray plot bunnies just to get them out of my head (and stop worrying about making them part of a coherent story!).