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HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEOCHI!!
Aug. 28th, 2008 11:58 pmIn honour of your birthday, I come bearing fic.
It's not finished, alas, because this has been the week of sick instead of the week of writing, but I have the rest all sketched out and will be completing it very soon!
Remember how you mentioned that you loved Sherlock Holmes? I couldn't help it. Potter as Holmes (it's a stretch, however Holmes's very limited genius seemed not so outrageous when I thought about Potter's DADA genius) and Granger as Watson, because she's far more useful than Ron ;-)
And there's a small amount of steampunk creeping its way through because you know how much I love flying Ford Anglias and their period equivalents!
Author: blamebrampton
Title: The Fettered Wand
Summary: As the old Queen declines and the turn of the century approaches, Wizarding Britain is in the grip of a crime wave. The greatest criminologist in England has turned his mind to the problem, behind which he suspects an old nemesis, and someone who may or may not be an enemy.
Rating: PG so far, M overall
Word Count: 2700 this part
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: If you're not Leochi and you've not read any Sherlock Holmes, this will make no sense, and also, you have missed out! Currently unbeta-ed and unfinished, but given with love!
( October, 1900 )
“Dennis Creevey saw this?” I was surprised.
“Creevey’s man on the spot saw it, he’s had round-the-clock surveillance out there since I realised the Manor was the next target.”
“Naturally. And so this is enough to make you trust Malfoy?”
Potter’s smile was back. “Oh no, my dear Granger, the fact that I know exactly where Malfoy was when his home was bring broken into is enough to make me trust him.”
“Which you’ll explain when we reach Auror headquarters, yes?”
Potter laughed. “That would be far too soon. Today I will tell you both, and Auror Weasley, too, who the burglar is. But as for what our young Mr Malfoy has been up to, I have several more questions of my own to answer before I share that information with anyone else. Still, you know what this all means, don’t you?”
I could not help grinning at the excitement in his eyes. I did know. “The game is afoot?”
“Indeed it is, Granger,” he said, clapping me on my shoulder as he walked past to assist Malfoy’s coachman with bundling the prisoners. “Indeed it is.”
It's not finished, alas, because this has been the week of sick instead of the week of writing, but I have the rest all sketched out and will be completing it very soon!
Remember how you mentioned that you loved Sherlock Holmes? I couldn't help it. Potter as Holmes (it's a stretch, however Holmes's very limited genius seemed not so outrageous when I thought about Potter's DADA genius) and Granger as Watson, because she's far more useful than Ron ;-)
And there's a small amount of steampunk creeping its way through because you know how much I love flying Ford Anglias and their period equivalents!
Author: blamebrampton
Title: The Fettered Wand
Summary: As the old Queen declines and the turn of the century approaches, Wizarding Britain is in the grip of a crime wave. The greatest criminologist in England has turned his mind to the problem, behind which he suspects an old nemesis, and someone who may or may not be an enemy.
Rating: PG so far, M overall
Word Count: 2700 this part
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: If you're not Leochi and you've not read any Sherlock Holmes, this will make no sense, and also, you have missed out! Currently unbeta-ed and unfinished, but given with love!
( October, 1900 )
“Dennis Creevey saw this?” I was surprised.
“Creevey’s man on the spot saw it, he’s had round-the-clock surveillance out there since I realised the Manor was the next target.”
“Naturally. And so this is enough to make you trust Malfoy?”
Potter’s smile was back. “Oh no, my dear Granger, the fact that I know exactly where Malfoy was when his home was bring broken into is enough to make me trust him.”
“Which you’ll explain when we reach Auror headquarters, yes?”
Potter laughed. “That would be far too soon. Today I will tell you both, and Auror Weasley, too, who the burglar is. But as for what our young Mr Malfoy has been up to, I have several more questions of my own to answer before I share that information with anyone else. Still, you know what this all means, don’t you?”
I could not help grinning at the excitement in his eyes. I did know. “The game is afoot?”
“Indeed it is, Granger,” he said, clapping me on my shoulder as he walked past to assist Malfoy’s coachman with bundling the prisoners. “Indeed it is.”
