15 Minute Ficlet
I had time to kill this afternoon so I thought I'd challenge myself with a
15minuteficlets ficlet. Written in twenty-two minutes:
Father
When Ron was three his father would pick him up under his arms and swing him around. Ron would giggle and squeal and his father would keep swinging until they both fell to the ground with tears of laughter.
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When Ron was eight he went to work with his father. He learnt about elek-tron-ik games and hare-dryers and fellytones. His father let him sit on his lap as he taught him how to hold a hare-dryer just right, although he didn’t know what it was used for. His father let him keep the hare-dryer.
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When Ron was eleven his father helped him pack his trunk the night before he left for Hogwarts. They packed old hand me down robes and tattered books and when his mother wasn’t looking they snuck in the old Muggle hare-dryer, just in case it ever came in handy.
***
When Ron was sixteen his father’s department at the ministry was destroyed. There was no need for Muggle artefacts when there was war, but this didn’t stop his father from bringing back rubber ducks and elek-trik cables and hiding in his shed trying to fit everything back together.
***
When Ron was nineteen Harry Potter killed Voldemort and the war finally ended, but his father was still in his shed, trying to put together useless bits of Muggle appliances. Ron wondered if maybe now that the war was over he’d finally learn what a hare-dryer was for.
***
When Ron was twenty-five he married Luna Lovegood and he asked his father to be his best man. He was dressed in his best dress robes, although they were still tattered around the edges. His father had told him it was good luck to wear something Muggle when he got married so he attached four silver paperclips to the collar of his robe.
***
When Ron was twenty-eight his father was killed in a strange accident in his shed. His father had finally figured out how to use a hare-dryer, but something went wrong and he was killed; the only other thing in the shed was a large tub of water with three yellow rubber ducks. Ron still kept the hare-dryer his father had given him.
***
When Ron was thirty he became a father himself. He remembered his own father and how he had loved life and all things Muggle and he knew that the only way to be a good father was to be like his own. He knew that somehow this would make his father proud.
Word was obviously 'Father'.
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Father
When Ron was three his father would pick him up under his arms and swing him around. Ron would giggle and squeal and his father would keep swinging until they both fell to the ground with tears of laughter.
***
When Ron was eight he went to work with his father. He learnt about elek-tron-ik games and hare-dryers and fellytones. His father let him sit on his lap as he taught him how to hold a hare-dryer just right, although he didn’t know what it was used for. His father let him keep the hare-dryer.
***
When Ron was eleven his father helped him pack his trunk the night before he left for Hogwarts. They packed old hand me down robes and tattered books and when his mother wasn’t looking they snuck in the old Muggle hare-dryer, just in case it ever came in handy.
***
When Ron was sixteen his father’s department at the ministry was destroyed. There was no need for Muggle artefacts when there was war, but this didn’t stop his father from bringing back rubber ducks and elek-trik cables and hiding in his shed trying to fit everything back together.
***
When Ron was nineteen Harry Potter killed Voldemort and the war finally ended, but his father was still in his shed, trying to put together useless bits of Muggle appliances. Ron wondered if maybe now that the war was over he’d finally learn what a hare-dryer was for.
***
When Ron was twenty-five he married Luna Lovegood and he asked his father to be his best man. He was dressed in his best dress robes, although they were still tattered around the edges. His father had told him it was good luck to wear something Muggle when he got married so he attached four silver paperclips to the collar of his robe.
***
When Ron was twenty-eight his father was killed in a strange accident in his shed. His father had finally figured out how to use a hare-dryer, but something went wrong and he was killed; the only other thing in the shed was a large tub of water with three yellow rubber ducks. Ron still kept the hare-dryer his father had given him.
***
When Ron was thirty he became a father himself. He remembered his own father and how he had loved life and all things Muggle and he knew that the only way to be a good father was to be like his own. He knew that somehow this would make his father proud.
Word was obviously 'Father'.
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