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lightofdayeTitle: Annoying To Know
Rating: G
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter, Rose Weasley, Albus Severus Potter
Word Count: 1 x 100
Content: Literature(?)
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: It's always better to know who you're quoting, James finds out.
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hp_nextgen100's prompt #281: "Mad, Bad, and Dangerous to Know". I googled the quote and the drabble presented itself from there.
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"I'm Mad, Bad, and Dangerous to Know" declared James Sirius Potter to the room at large, with gelled hair and a disgustingly bright shirt.
Everyone laughed.
"Not the reaction I was hoping for."
"You do know who that quote was about right?" Rose said, "Lord Byron"
"Who?"
"He was a poet. Tall, dark, handsome, brooding. Depressed, that sort of thing."
"Eww." James crinkled his nose.
"You're Not Byronic. Al is."
Al stood next the window looking out into stormy skies.
"Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone." He said, melancholily.
"See?" Said Rose.
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Note: Unless a quick google has failed me Al's line here is genuine Lord Byron poetry.
Rating: G
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter, Rose Weasley, Albus Severus Potter
Word Count: 1 x 100
Content: Literature(?)
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: It's always better to know who you're quoting, James finds out.
A/n: Written for
hp_nextgen100's prompt #281: "Mad, Bad, and Dangerous to Know". I googled the quote and the drabble presented itself from there. ---
"I'm Mad, Bad, and Dangerous to Know" declared James Sirius Potter to the room at large, with gelled hair and a disgustingly bright shirt.
Everyone laughed.
"Not the reaction I was hoping for."
"You do know who that quote was about right?" Rose said, "Lord Byron"
"Who?"
"He was a poet. Tall, dark, handsome, brooding. Depressed, that sort of thing."
"Eww." James crinkled his nose.
"You're Not Byronic. Al is."
Al stood next the window looking out into stormy skies.
"Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone." He said, melancholily.
"See?" Said Rose.
---
Note: Unless a quick google has failed me Al's line here is genuine Lord Byron poetry.
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