Well, b/c I'm weird I have taken to reading a bit of Harry Potter Fanfic.
You can see a quote from one example of that in my signature...there is also a link to it...
but another bit of fanfic that I have really enjoyed is the one called The Staff Room.
It's really funny and nicely written. The story is about what goes on in the Hogwart's Staff Room and the relationships between the professors. The story also runs parallel with the events in Prisoner of Azkaban, making it a lil more authentic.
My favorite quotes so far:
*Dumbledore questioning his staff's amusement at taking bets on Trewlaney's death predictions:
‘You do this every year?’
‘Absolutely,’ said Murray Vector, sweeping the money into a extravagantly jewelled tin.
‘And what does the successful predictor win?’
‘All the money, of course. Although, if Sibyll’s prediction came true within the year, then they have to use it to send a bouquet to the deceased’s funeral.’
*Professors searching the school for Black after he attacked the pink lady. Sprout mistakes Hooch for being Black and she Stupefies her...she then realizes her mistake and conjurs up some tea and the two women are now sitting in a dark hallway gossiping over cups of tea:
Xonia, haven’t you heard?’ exclaimed Edith, with the air of a fishwife who hadn’t yet told you of the bust up at number forty three. ‘Sirius Black, he attacked the portrait of that Fat woman, outside Gryffindor Dorms! She wouldn’t let him in without a password, so he went mad, and let rip.’
‘Never!’ said Xonia with relish. ‘Well there you go. I always knew he’d strike.’
‘You’ve been saying it for months,’ agreed Edith. ‘And there you have it.’
‘What’s happening here, ladies?’ asked a cruel voice from behind them, and Xonia and Edith both screamed out loud at the top of their lungs, and leapt around, spilling there tea everywhere.
‘That’s the reaction I often get with women these days,’ said the silky voiced man, smoothing his black hair.
‘Severus, don’t do that to us! We didn’t know who that was.’
‘Well, clearly you’re both doing your utmost to help apprehend Black,’ he said sarcastically, looking at them.
‘We were recuperating!’ said Edith with gusto. ‘I thought Xonia was Black and I attacked her.’
‘What a compliment,’ said Snape. ‘But you’ll have to do it later, Albus wants us all back in the antechamber.’
*Flitwick's frustration with a Slytherin student:
Millicent,’ asked Professor Flitwick delicately. ‘What do you feel when Susan fires the [Cheering] charm at you? Do you feel anything at all?’
She lifted one of her hands, extended her fore finger and plunged it into her ear hole, swirling it several times. After withdrawing it, she breathed heavily, as if deep in thought, before turning to the teacher, her usual dim witted, gormless expression plastered all over her decidedly ugly face. This little pantomime was Millicent’s usual preliminary action before answering a question.
‘Not much,’ she said, before continuing to chew her gum. Professor Flitwick sighed. For three years he had tried and tried to get Millicent to react. He had tried Anger charms, Love charms, Cheering Charms, Hatred Charms. Nothing, not a single emotion or sensation ever came out of that girl, other than boundless stupidity, enough to rival that of a brain dead hedgehog.
*Discussion between Snape and Dumbledore about Lupin's reliability, Snape is jealous of Dumbledore's apparrent favoritism of a known werewolf:
'What happened with the Ministry with regard to the dementors at yesterday´s Quidditch Match?´ asked Severus, turning to the Headmaster.
Dumbledore looked up and looked Severus square in the eye.
`Remus helped me to negotiate with the Minister. They will not re enter the grounds.´
`Why Remus?´ he tried to sound casual, but Dumbledore was more adept than anyone else at recognising the undercurrents in Severus´ tone.
`Because Minerva was away and Fudge hates you.´ His response was flat and unelaborated.
`Oh.´
:rollin: there's a lot more great stuff but those are my favorites :D
