Two successive Victory Day parties; two survivors of the War poisoned. Similar circumstances, similar poisons, similar modi operandi.
Henry Chumly is an old, callous, unaccepting, misogynistic and in every way completely unsavoury drunk. Almost coincidentally, he also happens to be the best detective at the new agency of the Ministry, the the Cadwallader-Hundert Agency for Response to Malmagic.
Padma Patil is young, pretty, talented and excited to work at the Ministry, cracking cases and nabbing criminals. Before her application is accepted, though, she has to spend the customary few weeks working under a professional detective. She expects ennui, tasks far below her talents and frustration; but nothing anyone had ever told her prepared her for Henry Chumly.
This is the story (if you ask him) of how Henry put up with the bint and solved the case single-handedly or the story (if you ask her) of how Padma stunned everyone by not only managing to avoid murdering her utter bastard of a superior, but also being the first probationer to play a pivotal role in solving a case. This being a mystery, and in tune with the essence of mysteries, if you wish to find out the truth, you’ll have to read on till the end.
[chaptered; OCs and minor characters; comic mystery]
This is Sainyn Swiftfoot of Hufflepuff writing for the 2011 Mysterious May Challenge in the Great Hall, Prompt 2.
The views expressed by the utterly hateable Henry Chumly are not those of my own. Please do not take offense.
What was in the vault numbered seven hundred and thirteen (it's not spotted earmuffs, for sure)? Who took it? What do Knumples and Flimmers have to do with all of this? Did Lord Voldemort die because of trying to breed Heliopaths with giants?
Xenophilius Lovegood believes that sleuthing is just like reporting-- only with fewer exclamation marks. He intends to find out the answers to all these questions, communicating with a mysterious student from Hogwarts. Will he uncover truths that should be hidden? Will he solve the case? Will the Quibbler break the news? Read all about it in What's in the Third Floor Corridor!?--
*Letters, or in other words, words.
This is Sainy Swiftfoot of Hufflepuff writing for the 2011 Mysterious May Challenge in the Great Hall, Prompt 1.
Marty Pyttin's wand is broken. It does not work as well as it used to. It does not please him any more. He takes it down to Ollivander's-- who, unfortunately, is dead, decased, ceased to be, and has left his rather incapable assistant, Ollivander Jr. in charge of Britain's best wand shop.
A mash-up, mix-up and rip-up, er, off of the legendary Monty Python sketches Hungarian Phrasebook, Cheese Shop and Dead Parrot, set in the wizarding world. Irrevocably silly.
It's Christmas time in magic land! A look at the Christmas celebrated in two very different households.
[poem. two very different homes]
"So many people say that they were pushed off that cliff; that they fell, or never saw it coming. I've been sitting here my entire life, taking pictures of the rocks I could hit on the way down. I suppose it's always been a choice and I've just been teetering here, waiting to decide. Turn around or jump?"
[dark one shot feat. Draco Malfoy]
You are a hero of the War. You fought at the Battle of Hogwarts alongside Harry Potter and Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, but here, tucked away in a corner of India, you are the same as the next person.
What exactly happened?
[one-shot, featuring Parvati Patil and OC's]
This was originally written for the Life Begins at Forty challenge, but didn't fit all the requirements, so it's being posted as a one-shot now.
At the bottom of the lake
Where the sun doesn't shine,
Among the many weeds
And between the slime,
You can find... someone.
She only now understands that a hospital holds secrets, a husband holds secrets, and yes, she would have to hold secrets-- this secret and every other one till her very last breath, not telling a soul.
[one-shot. Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.]
This is Sainyn Swiftfoot of Hufflepuff house submitting for the Bookbasilisk summer challenge (Extra Credit: One Floo Over the Fwooper's Nest)
Featuring Anrdomeda Tonks (née Black), Druella Black (née Rosier) and an argument. [dialogue-only oneshot]
This is Sainyn Swiftfoot of Hufflepuff house submitting for the Gift of Gab challenge.
A writer struggling with writer's block.
A bedtime story.
Winner of Best History/Mystery in the '09 QSQ's. Thank you!
Summary: I hate Lucy.
And who the hell am I? I'm Tim, Assistant Reporter... What you should be asking is what in the world I am. And the answer to that would be a White-headed Capuchin. Yes, a fricking monkey.
Watch me as I, fuelled by the thirst for anger and revenge, ruin Lucy's day completely while she tries to interview people for some stupid Triwizard tournament.
I am Sainyn Swiftfoot of Hufflepuff, and this is my entry for the Second Task of the Triwizard tournament.
Summary: There is a rebellion-- at Hogwarts! But it is the most unlikely people rebelling...
A very silly and light-hearted poem where, in certain parts, I try to emulate Dr Seuss.
Summary: Rich, beautiful, and effective-- three words that describe Miss Zabini perfectly.
Or at least, that's what she'd tell you!
In her defence, she has planned hundreds of parties and dinners professionally, and they've all gone off without a hitch.
That is, until she had to plan that fateful Ministry dinner!
Summary: Lucius Malfoy has never had to worry about money-- for his wife, for his son, or for himself. But when he loses everything he has, he is forced to do things he has never done before to ensure a good life for them...
But what happens when someone threatens to ruin everything he has worked for?
I am Sainyn Swiftfoot of the house of Hufflepuff, and this is my entry for the Written Word challenge at the Beta Boards, espousing the rights of animals.
Summary: Joe Kingston, millionaire CEO, never knew what was happening under the floors of the building that housed his office...
That is, until he was taken there captive...
Written for the Written Word challenge over at the Boards. I am Sainyn Swiftfoot of Hufflepuff.