https://docs.google.com/document/d/1361pDn6P-7bc4sUpN6RWMXc2OiKbLazZ-uhToztDflw
It’s probably not my best writing, though. And I didn’t really include the “life is a lie” bit... but here you go.

Here are a selection of bad fanfic premises taken from the website aiweirdness.com:

The Secrets We Get
What if Harry Potter was born? What if Harry Potter had been raised by the Dursleys and had a few friends and a few friends? What if he hadn’t been a Death Eater? What if he had been raised by his godfather? What if he was raised by the Dursleys? What if he had been raised as a Half-blood Prince? What if he didn’t know that he’d been pregnant? What if he was raised in the dark and he became a Death Eater? What if he wanted his parents to be in Gryffindor? What if he was a hero? What if he had found out? What if Harry Potter was not a father? What if he had a twin sister, a very different boyfriend.

A Hero’s Tale
Harry Potter is a wizard, and he is a wizard. He is a wizard. He is a wizard, a wizard, a wizard, and a son. He is also a Slytherin, and he is a wizard. He is a wizard, and he is a wizard. He is also a wizard, and he has not been the one to be a father.

A Game of Happy - Heart
Harry Potter is a sixth year student at Hogwarts. And he has a plan. When a strange new teacher shows up with his cousin he finds out that he is not an orphan, but he is not always a werewolf .

Happy Birthday, Neville
Harry gets a little more than he bargained for.

Hermione Granger's secret hobby turns serious when Dumbledore decides to use her as a pawn, a distraction and a weapon in his game of warfare. The famous starlet called Mione G might change the course of the war in many surprising ways.

"Ah, Miss Granger!"

Hermione jumped as the Headmaster's voice echoed through the draughty room. "Professor Dumbledore! I can explain."

"I'm sure you can." Dumbledore strolled into the round chamber, showing no sign of weariness at the long climb he had just made. "Where would you like to start?"

"Er." Hermione pushed a tangle of hair back from her face. "I'm very sorry-"

Dumbledore pulled out a scroll and allowed it to unroll; the end dragged on the floor. "I have a whole list of people who will be quite put out with you," he said amiably. "Professor Sinistra is wondering where her best telescope has gone... Madam Pince is looking for several missing sixth-year Astronomy texts... Mister Filch is convinced there's a student sneaking into the Astronomy Tower... and poor Minerva is bound to be upset that you're using her Time-Turner for unauthorised purposes."

Hermione cringed at each name. "I know, Professor," she said, "but I really needed to... well..."

"The stars are endlessly fascinating, aren't they?" The Headmaster crossed the empty classroom and peeked into the telescope. "You've enhanced the magnificiation quite considerably, haven't you?"

"I needed to be able to see," Hermione muttered. "Hence the-"

"Hence the advanced textbooks, indeed." Dumbledore glanced out of the window, then back through the telescope. "I'm reasonably certain, however, that even the N.E.W.T.s don't cover astrology of extra-solar planets."

"It's not..." Hermione squirmed, then sighed. "It's not astrology," she admitted. "It's... science."

"Oh?" Dumbledore stepped back and studied the third-year thoughtfully. "Ah, yes; I'd quite forgotten you were Muggleborn." He tapped the telescope gently. "So the planets of α Mione are of particular scienteric interest, are they?"

"Scientific," Hermione corrected, then slapped a hand to her mouth in dismay. "Er, sorry, Professor. And no, not them in particular, but..." She took a deep breath, and the words tumbled out. "Muggle scientists discovered extrasolar planets for the first time last year, but they've still only seen a few, and only indirectly, and only around really energetic stars called pulsars, and I thought that with magic I might be able to see better and find out more about them, and... and it turns out α Mione has a dozen different planets, so the seventh one would be called α Mione G, and I liked the... name... Professor."

Dumbledore gave her a long, serious look. Then, abruptly, he straightened up and beamed. "Marvellous!" he proclaimed. "This sort of thing is why we should be encouraging Muggleborn students, you understand; the way you think is simply remarkable. Using magic to enhance science - quite wonderful." He chuckled, and then just as suddenly was serious again. "But you must return all the things you borrowed right away."

"Yes, Professor," Hermione said, stooping to gather up the books. "Sorry, Professor."

"No harm done, Miss Granger." Dumbledore peered through the telescope again, then tugged thoughtfully on his beard. "In fact... you may just have given me an idea."

Hermione looked at him warily. "Professor?"

"Yes, indeed." Dumbledore chuckled again. "Extra-solar astrology - I should have thought of it myself." He slapped a hand onto Hermione's shoulder, causing the books to jump from her hands. "Miss Granger, how would you like to be my secret weapon?"

"Er." Hermione stopped in the act of picking up a thick textbook. "In what sense?"

"The only sense that matters," Dumbledore assured her: "Wizard's chess! Minerva and I have been renovating the board used to protect the Stone, and it's about ready to be used; a horoscope from your α Mione G might be just the thing to tilt the odds in my favour." His eyes twinkled as he regarded the student. "You'd have to play as a pawn, of course - we couldn't have you standing out too much - but I think you and your starlet could change the course of the game in many surprising ways..."

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Set during the first half of Hermione's third year. The planets of PSR B1257+12 (aka Lich) were discovered early in 1992, the first extrasolar planets confirmed to exist; following the convention of the time, they were numbered from A in order of their distance from the star.

So far as I know, there is no actual star named α Mione, but if there was it would be the brightest star in a constellation called Mione. I'm pretty sure extrasolar astrology isn't taught at Hogwarts, and that Dumbledore has never met a scientor.

Hopefully I've got them both somewhere close to in character; it's been a long time. :)

hS

And now that I've done my submission, I'm going to add a prompt of my own:

love the way you lie

Draco starts to give in to his urges he has built up towards harry. but will it negatively affect his life and what will it do to the both of them in the end? can he keep to his true self or are old habits hard to let go. -DRARRY-

[Prompt 2]

Not everyone admires heroes. Even among those never harmed by them (some people just get so bent out of shape when their evil plans are stopped), there are always going to be people who go against common opinion, even if only to be contrary. Some people believe that focusing on only one man demeans the ones who enabled his rise, since no heroic deed is done in a vacuum (with some exceptions, allowing for the existence of space programs and CERN). Some don't believe heroes exist, and thus can't trust any who call themselves such. Many are just very, very jealous.


I will leave it up to you to decide which of these applied to Danielle Henderson, 'Danni' to friends. Not that she really had any; she was an awkward child whose parents didn't know how to handle their adopted daughter's unnerving tendency to make objects she hated explode, attract a surprising number of cats, and play tricks on other children even as she swore up and down that she'd never laid eyes on electric blue hair dye in her life and never been anywhere near that amount of superglue. They loved her, true, but it must be said they were somewhat relieved to hear that Danni would be spending most of the year at a boarding school where she would learn how to make sure the thing with the squirrels never happened again.

When she boarded the Hogwarts Express, Danni didn't know what to expect from this school. Ten minutes later, she did know: Harry Potter. Apparently this kid was a year her senior, and if the redhead in her compartment was to be believed, the sun only rose when he wanted to wake up in the morning. You could tell he was a hero, because last year a teacher went mad and tried to kill him. He was still here, the teacher had been fired with extreme prejudice (i.e. he died horribly). He was hero of the wizarding world, he had friends, and he was notably averse to the amateur paparazzi that composed most of Hogwarts' student body.

Danni had heard enough, and it was all things she didn't want to know. Here was a boy who knew what he was all about, could find kindred spirits like it was some sixth sense, and could break whatever rules he wanted and get honored for it. He was the sort who people would believe when he said he hadn't had anything to do with the squirrels. This all she decided without telling her compartment-mate, since even she wasn't bitter enough to ruin the girl's starry-eyed view of a kid who probably wouldn't give her the time of day (popular kids never did, in Danni's experience).

I believe now might be a good time to in form you all that one of Danni's greatest character flaws is premature judgement.