Question

Can you guys tell me what you think of these two fanfictions I've started? It's the same story basically but from two different viewpoints.

Answer 1

I guess to start this you are going to want to know who I am right? My name is Draco Malfoy. I am 12 years old, my parents are Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, they forced me to become a death eater. Now that we got that straightened out, let’s get to the story.

It was a beautiful night when I received my letter from Hogwarts, you could see everything. I knew my letter would be arriving within a day or two, but I wasn’t expecting it to be in the middle of the night. I was asleep when I heard a banging on my window, but I didn’t think too much of it until it got louder. So I got out of bed to see what was making the noise. When I opened my window an owl flew in and dropped off an envelope and flew away. I picked up the envelope and closed the window, then went and turned on the light. I opened the envelope to discover a letter inside, and when I opened the letter I could barely contain my excitement. It was my letter to Hogwarts! I had so much trouble falling asleep after that.

When morning came, I hurried to get ready for the day. When I was done I ran downstairs and yelled, “Mom! Dad! Guess what came last night!?”

“What?” they asked at the same time.

“My letter to Hogwarts!” I said.

“Finally!” said my father, while at the same time my mother said, “Guess we’re going shopping today.”

“Cool,” I said. I had been excited to go shopping for wizard stuff, but I wasn’t expecting to get more than what I bargained for.

Before we started shopping we had to go to Gringotts and get money. After that, we went shopping at Diagon’s Alley. The first store we stopped at was Flourish & Blotts, I went in by myself though because my parents ran into someone they hadn’t seen in a while and were catching up with each other. So I went in and started looking for the books I needed when I saw the most perfect guy in human history at the cash register. The giant next to him was not as good looking, he looked like a hairy coconut. I then hid behind a bookshelf and watched to see if I could figure out who they were.

“Hi, Donny,” said the giant.

“Hi, Hagrid,” said Donny. So that’s the giant’s name, alright. Now, who is the boy? “Who do you have with you today?”

“This here is Harry Potter,” said Hagrid. Harry Potter? That name sounds familiar.

“The Harry Potter!?” asked Donny in astonishment.

“Yup! The one and only.” Hagrid said.

“Wow! I never dreamed of the day I would get to meet the Chosen One!” Donny said excitedly. That’s where I recognized the name from I said to myself.

“What’s going on?” asked Harry, “Also, why did he call me the Chosen One?”

“Well, you are the Chosen One because you are the first person to survive Avada Kedavra. You are also the one He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named chose for the prophecy. Remember I told you about it earlier?” Hagrid said.
“Oh yeah,” Harry said, “thanks for explaining it again.”

“No problem,” said Hagrid.

After they left I came out of my hiding spot and found the rest of the books I needed and went and checked out. The next store I went to was the robe store. My family came in with me there. I got a robe tailored to me. While I was getting tailored though Harry and Hagrid came in, and I blushed, Harry did too.

“Hello Hagrid,” said my dad, “who do you have here with you?”

“Harry Potter,” said Hagrid, “you know the boy who lived.”

“Yes, I know who he is,” my father said in disgust, “he’s a half-blood also.”

I then turned cherry red from embarrassment. I did not like the situation I was in but because my parents were there I had to act disgusted too. “Hello, Harry Potter. What’s a half-blood like you doing here? Do you think you’re good enough to come to Hogwarts like us Purebloods? Well, you’re not.”

Harry’s face had also now turned cherry red. “What are Purebloods and half-bloods?”

“Purebloods are people who have parents that are witch and wizard, half-bloods have a muggle parent and a wizard or witch parent. A muggle is someone who does not have a witch or wizard parents, also known as a mudblood,” my father said.

“Thanks for explaining that to me. I am going to go find a robe now.” Harry said. He left to find a robe leaving Hagrid, me, and my parents alone.

When my robe was done being tailored I went to go look into a mirror, accidentally running into Harry. “I’m sorry for running into you,” I said, and then looked around to see if anyone was around. Lucky me no one was. So I decided to talk to Harry. “I am so sorry for earlier. I didn’t mean what I said, but I couldn’t stay quiet or my dad would have gotten suspicious.”

“It’s fine. I am used to that kind of stuff,” Harry said. “Also, were you spying on me in the book store?”

“Yeah,” I said and could feel my cheeks start to burn, “how did you know?”

“I felt someone watching me but no one else was in the store. Then I saw you come out from where you were hiding. So why were you spying on me?” Harry asked.

“Well I didn’t recognize either of you, so I wanted to find out who you were. Also….. I th-th-thought,” I explained.

“You thought what?” asked Harry turning pink in the face.

“I thought you were kind of cute looking and seemed like a nice guy,” I said embarrassed.

“Oh, well that would do the trick. So you don’t feel so embarrassed I think your kind of cute looking too. Also, from the little we have been talking you don’t seem so bad yourself,” Harry said.

“Thanks,” I said, “I have a feeling we’re going to be great friends.”

“Me too,” said Harry, then he looked at my lips.

“Why do you look like you want to kiss me?” I said.

Harry became cherry red and turned away in embarrassment. “I wa-wa-wasn’t!” he exclaimed and then started to run towards the bathroom. After I realized what happened I went after him and followed him into the bathroom. When I got into the bathroom though I slipped and fell, and Harry came rushing towards me and asked me if I was alright, and offered me his hand.

“Yeah,” I said, grabbing his hand and pulling myself up. I then pulled him in towards me and went to kiss him, but then my father walked in at that exact moment before I got to kiss him. I pulled away from him and we both were embarrassed, and my dad didn’t look too happy.

“What’s taking you so long? And why did it look like you were about to kiss him?” he said furiously and in disgust. Harry looks like he’s about to run out. “Oh no you don’t your staying in here till this conversation is over,” my father said.

“Y-Y-Yes sir,” said Harry nervously, and looking about ready to pass out, so I go and get him a cup of water, and he drinks it and looks only slightly better so I hold onto him.

“Stop being so nice to the half-blood son,” said my father.

Answer 2

Drarry Fanfiction
By: Claire Carstater



Chapter 1: Harry Potter
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm how to start this. I guess that’s progress right? Not. Bloody Hell how the fork do you start one of these things? I really am Picklety at this. Consciousness why you gotta be such an Picklehole? I guess we should start at the beginning and give you an idea of who I am. My name is Harry James Potter. I just turned 11 years old. I have this weird lightning bolt scar on my forehead but have no clue how I got it. Oh yeah, and let’s not forget my parents were killed in a car accident. Now let us get to the story.

I was sitting in the attic looking up at the stars through this tiny window when I heard something bang on it. I got up from my bed to go take a look but didn’t see anything. When I turned around though to head back to my bed I heard the window open. Startled I spun around and grabbed the closest thing, which so happened to be a wooden sword. “Who’s there I asked?” While slowly creeping toward the window. All of a sudden this head peeked through, and it looked like a furry coconut.

“Hold your horses!” said furry coconut man, “I come in peace.” Still not sure what to do I kept the wooden sword in my hand. He then tied some rope to the bedpost and had me meet him outside. So I quickly got some shoes on and went out the window via the rope.

When I hit the ground I turned around to face a giant! “Who are you?” I asked, holding the sword up to him, even though it wasn’t going to do any good.

“Oh,” chuckled the giant, “I guess I haven’t properly introduced myself, have I? My name is Rubeus Hagrid, and I have come with some important information.” He then pulls a letter out from his overcoat and hands it to me.

I opened the letter and it said, “We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. The term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July,” I looked up at Hagrid with a suspicious look, “Is this a joke?”

I must have said that a little bit too loud because the next thing I knew, my Aunt, Uncle, and cousin were all outside with looks of pure anger on their faces. They hated it when I talked to other people because they were embarrassed to have someone like me in their house because I had always caused weird things to happen.

“What is going on out here?” asked my Uncle in an angry voice.

“I was just about to tell Harry here that that letter isn’t a joke. Also, what actually happened to his parents, and how he got that scar,” Hagrid said, semi annoyed.

“My parents were in a car crash, and how would you even know how I got this scar if I don’t even know?” I said.

“Guess you were lied to then. Your parent’s death and that scar happened on the same day, and are related,” said Hagrid, “want to know what happened?”

“Sure,” I said, thinking that after all these torturous years I am finally going to learn the truth, and maybe have a better life.

“So it was a dark and stormy night, your parents were kissing you good night when Lord Voldemort, but we have to call him he who must not be named came bursting into your house. Do you know why he came? Because of a prophecy stating that you would potentially destroy him. He picked you because you were like him, half muggle, and half wizard. Your parents died protecting you, he had used Avada Kedavra, when he used it on you though it did not work, it just gave you that scar, you had the love of your parents protecting you.

Answer 3

ok whoa that was a nice edition of harry potter
but you left out DOBBY :(
I really like it Buenoss, its really creative and funny
also has a nice perspective on the life of harry potter

Answer 4

It's really good! :), keep writing!

Answer 5

Thanks

Answer 6

its awesome <3 great job!

Answer 7

copy right

Answer 8

someone get J.K Rowling over here

Answer 9

Its a fanfiction.

Answer 10

sus idc

Answer 11

I only skimmed through the first one, and the first thing I"ll say is that Draco doesn't talk nor act that way