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Fanfiction: Once Upon a Freakin' Time
Private Moon
evadne_noel
Well, those who answered the survey asked for more vignette fanfiction, so here's a new "Once Upon a Freakin' Time." I've decided that I should start putting the title of the chapter before the lj-cut, so that people might actually have some idea what it's about. I can't believe it took me this long to figure that out. Anyway...

Lord Voldemort Builds a Better Mousetrap

Snape was slightly concerned.

It was bad enough that Lord Voldemort had activated the Dark Mark during a Potions class, causing him to accidentally fudge up instructions for a Cardiac Calming potion (“Add one part thorn apple to two parts…AAAAHHHH…rugula. Now grind thoroughly with your mortar and pestle.”) Luckily, though his ad-lib had not created a potion designed to lower the heart rate, it hadn’t created anything dangerous either. Just a delicious, if somewhat hallucinogenic, soup.

No, the worst part was that Snape was now standing on Main Street Hogsmeade with several other Death Eaters, listening to Voldemort outline his latest plan for capturing Harry Potter.

“It’s very complicated,” he was saying. “You all have to pay close attention.”

Snape was having difficult doing just that, as he was also aware of something even worse. This was one of the evenings that the Hogwarts students were allowed to come into Hogsmeade.

This was going to end badly.

“I’m dividing you into two groups,” said Voldmort. “The first group, consisting of Dolohov, Crabbe, Goyle and Wormtail, will remain on Main Street. The second group, including Snape, Lucius, Nott and Bellatrix, will come with me around the corner of Eadwacer the Handy Street. There will be a set of pre-arranged signals, which I will explain now. First, Dolohov will be on top of this building here, which is the Local 99 for the Magical Agricultural Union, who are currently on strike over importing regulations passed by the MEU. That’s why they’re not here, and that’s why Dolohov will be sitting on the far west side of the roof. When Dolohov sees young Mr. Potter coming down the street, he will place a marble in the gutter, and give it a push. When it exits the gutter on the east side…”

“Wait, we’re wizards,” said Dolohov. “Do we even have gutters?”

“I don’t see why not,” said Voldemort. “It still rains on wizards. I suppose we could have come up with a water repelling spell that sends water a certain distance away from the foundations of our homes, but why bother when a curved piece of housing does the job so well?”

“I don’t know,” answered Dolohov. “We do lots of useless things with magic.”

“Regardless,” continued Voldemort, “when the marble runs out of the gutter, which I assure you exists, it will jostle a plane of wood which is attached to a glass on a platform ten feet in the air. When the glass is toppled, it will spill its contents into another glass below it, which will spill into another glass below that. This will give Potter time to get closer.”

“How long did it take you to set this up?” wondered Snape aloud.

“When the last glass is filled, it will spill onto Goyle’s head, which will be the signal for him and Crabbe to start turning the crank, which I have already set into the front of the building. It will only look like they’re winding up the clock in the frontpiece.”

“What does the crank do?” asked Nott.

“Nothing,” replied Voldemort. “It’s just the signal for Wormtail to turn into a rat and run around the corner to the other group of Death Eaters, causing Lucius to squeal and run like a little girl…”

“Hey!” cried Lucius.

“…And Potter, being the adolescent hero that he is, will rush around the corner to see what’s wrong. And when he does that…”

“We hex the heck out of him?” asked Bellatrix.

“No!” said Voldemort. “There’s more! When Potter comes around the corner, he will step on this cobblestone here, which is unstable, and will cause him to trip. He will likely lose his glasses, and as we all know, people who lose their glass immediately drop to the ground and search for them on their hands and knees. Now, low to the ground, I have strung multiple threads, which are attached to bells on the roof of the adjacent building.”

“Uh, if I’m running,” started Lucius, “won’t I trip on those?”

“No, Lucius. You’re going to be on the other side of the threads. While Potter searches for his glasses, he will trip those bells, which the second group of Death Eaters will hear. This will be their signal to drop this giant fishing net on the boy. Everyone got all that?”

The Death Eaters just stared blankly at Voldemort.

“All right, then,” said Voldemort, clapping his hands briskly, “places everyone. We must be prepared.”

“This is going to end badly,” said Snape, echoing his earlier sentiment. But, like everyone else, he took his position.

Just then, Harry Potter came down Main Street, all by his lonesome. Dolohov, quickly dropped the marble into the gutter, and then flicked it to get it to roll. Sadly, as the building was flat, it only rolled a few feet before friction caused it slow down and stop. “Roll, damn you! Roll!” hissed Dolohov, giving it a few more flicks.

“Aw, screw it,” he finally decided, and picked up the marble, ran to the east side of the building and dropped it in the downspout.

The marble did hit the wooden board, but instead of just jostling the glass set ten feet up, it knocked it completely out of the air. The glass dropped squarely on Goyle’s head, which probably hurt. Luckily, by this point, Goyle had completely forgotten what Voldemort had told him, and took his bludgeoning as the signal. With Crabbe’s help, they started to turn the crank.

Wormtail, who hadn’t been paying attention to Crabbe and Goyle very much, had not noticed that his signal had come a little early, as there had not been the delay with the glasses filling. Wormtail simply turned into a rat, and ran around the corner toward Lucius.

“I will not squeal,” said Lucius to himself. “I will not squeal. I will not…AAAAHHHH!” And off he went.

Unfortunately, while Voldemort had had the foresight to put Lucius on the other side of his thread trap, he had not thought of Wormtail. Even though he was relatively small as a rat, Wormtail quickly became entangled in the threads, setting of the bells on the roof.

And although Harry Potter was not nearly as close as he should have been, his remarkably good ears (or perhaps just Lucius’s volume) allowed him to hear what sounded like a cry for help. He quickly drew his wand (because though he was mistaken about just about everything else, Voldemort had gotten this part right) and ran past the two men, cranking with all their might, and around the corner of Eadwacer the Handy Street. As predicted, he stepped on the loose stone. But instead of tripping, he just stumbled a little and recovered himself. Looking down, he discovered the morass of thread on the ground, which had apparently already ensnared some poor rat. “That looks like a mess,” he said, slowly backing out of the street. Just then a net dropped over the rat right in front of him.

Harry Potter, now entirely confused, put away his wand, and wandered home to tell Ron and Hermione that there was something weird going on at the corner of Main and Eadwacer the Handy Streets.

“Well,” said Voldemort, “that didn’t go quite as planned.”

Snape slowly shook his head. “Don’t you have magic?” he asked.

(A/N: Alternate title: Lord Voldemort Utterly Fails to Build a Better Mousetrap.)

Hee! Very nice!

Not really any worse than Voldie's other plans. ;D

Honestly, considering the amount of work and thought he must have put into this, it probably got a lot more attention than some of his previous plans.

I'm glad you liked it!

Oh, man. That was really hilarious. And, wow, nostalgia. That stupid Mousetrap game would never freaking work the way you wanted it to when you wanted it to work, but then someone would jostle the board or something and the "net" would fall anyway. I also like that there's a street called "Eadwacer the Handy."

To sum up: HA.

I loved Mousetrap. I don't think I actually ever played the game, though. I think I just set it up and tried to get it to go off right. And of course it never would.

Eadwacer the Handy needs a street named after him. For posterity, of course.

Ha! Brilliant! Worthy of Rube Goldman himself!

Best part? Dolohov's "We do lots of useless things with magic." SO TRUE.

Also loved Eadwacer the Handy Street.

Wizards need to prioritize better. There are just so many problems that could be solved with magic that they haven't gotten to yet because they're too busy mucking about with the stupid things.

Eadwacer deserves his own street. He was such a handy guy to know.

I love anything that makes Lucius squeal like a little girl. ;) Well done, as always!

Thank you! Lucius (at least the one in this story) probably has to get Narcissa to kill mice in the kitchen.

Wonderful! Mouse trap is such a useless game. And Voldemort's managed to make it even more useless.

I loved to just set up the Mousetrap. I don't think I actually knew how to play it.

And I've just realized that this is the second story I've written centering around a board game.

You've done it. Again. This is brilliant.

(“Add one part thorn apple to two parts…AAAAHHHH…rugula. Now grind thoroughly with your mortar and pestle.”)

That was by far my favorite line. I'm still cracking up.

--Meg

Even when in dire pain, Snape's execution is flawless. I wish I had that man's self control.

Just loved it. :D

Though I'm starting to feel like the only person alive who doesn't get "Eadwacer the Handy".

There wasn't anything to "get" really. I made it up entirely.

But where are Ron and Hermione?

(Anonymous)

2005-05-03 08:25 pm (UTC)

If Harry is in Hogsmeader, where are his extra limbs? They actually let him out of their sight?

Are they making out somewhere?

Terra

Re: But where are Ron and Hermione?

evadne_noel

2005-05-04 10:41 am (UTC)

Harry needed some "alone" time away from the bickering couple/non-couple (depending on your POV).

*scuttles in nervously*

Hi there. I was a fan of you and your work on FF.Net, Miss Evadne, and I'd enjoy reading some more, so...

would it bother you greatly if I added you? ^^;

I don't mind if you friend me. I'm glad you followed me over from FF.net!

Awesomeness, honestly. ^^ I always loved reading your stories, and now that I have an LJ account I can review as well.

This was very funny, and I really enjoyed it. I've been sick and it made me feel a bit better.

It was especially poignant because in my Science class we had to do a mini-project on Rube Goldberg contraptions.

Thank you for sharing this marvelous work! ^^ I hope to read more from you in the future!

Oh, you could review without an LJ, I don't turn off anonymous comments.

I'm glad I could make you feel better. Rube Goldberg devices are the greatest things ever.

Ah, lovely

(Anonymous)

2005-05-04 10:40 pm (UTC)

I didn't even realise that this was a reference to Mouse Trap until I finished reading...doh, doh, doh.

Who doesn't love complexity?

Well, it's not really until the plan utterly fails that you should realize it's about Mousetrap. After all, when has anyone ever sucessfully gotten that game to work on the first try?

Complexity is fun. Though not very efficient.

I got Mousetrap after ages of begging for it, and the day I got it and opened it up my brother broke a vital part. RAR.

Hilarious fic, though. It made me make weird snorting noises.

Glad you liked the story.

Mousetrap wasn't that great anyway. It never worked right, and the actual game part was boring.

(I'm just trying to cheer you up here.)

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Everyone love Lucius. I guess we all just like making fun of dumb blonds? I don't even know how I got this stereotype out of the real Lucius.

HAHAHA! Ah, that is so funny. I had to tell my dad about it because I was laughing so much, and then I told my mom about it too because I burst into laughter in the middle of dinner(luckily I wasn't eating anything at the moment). Eadwacer the Handy sounds exactly like something wizards would name a street. I never even knew there was a game called Mousetrap though.

Mousetrap was a great game in theory, but it never worked. You built a Rube Goldberg device to catch plastic mice.

I'm glad you thought it was so funny! I hope your parents don't think you or I are weird or anything.

“I will not squeal,” said Lucius to himself. “I will not squeal. I will not…AAAAHHHH!” And off he went.

Oh my, I couldn't stop laughing when I read this!!!! *bows* You are my idol.. ^_^ *reads it again*

Glad you liked it. Lucius can't stop squealing even when he knows what's coming.

And Rube Goldberg is. . . who? Is this something I should know?

My parents already knew I was weird. I am a naturally weird person.

Goldberg was a guy who made really complex machines to do simple tasks. His name is way of saying something is overly complex.

I think weird only can be natural. It is not a learned state.

Wow, Voldemort must be the only wizard ever with some mechanical genius! I mean, he knows about gutters and everything! I'll bet Arthur Weasley would have loved to see this mousetrap (Harrytrap? Rattrap?).
Although, I do wonder at the Dark Lord for resorting to Muggle methods in this scheme ...

-Jerry Protter

Well, Voldemort lived among Muggles, remember, and he also knows that wizards never consider Muggle methods when making plans and thwarting evil. Therefore, he's pretty smart to use mechanical methods. But he's not a genius, obviously. Otherwise, he would have actually caught Harry.

So true. So, so true. You still got it. Voldemort is the Dark Lord of screwing up his own plans. Or maybe that's Peter.

I think in this case, Peter played his part as well as he could, and Voldemort screwed himself over. But that's what you get when you make things more complicated than necessary.

I just love all your stories and random comments. Once again, I've been reduced to tears of laughter. Where do you get all these funny ideas? :)

Thank you! I usually write these stories after coming up with the title, and then a couple of related dialogue jokes. Then I write the stories around them. As for where the titles and dialogue comes from, well, that's just my fevered imagination.

And this is why I should start reading my friends page again. If I had, I would have discovered this ages ago. I was looking in your "memories" section for the BBEs, and noticed that there were five entries in the OUaFT category.

Favorite Part: “…And Potter, being the adolescent hero that he is, will rush around the corner to see what’s wrong. And when he does that…”

“We hex the heck out of him?” asked Bellatrix.

“No!” said Voldemort. “There’s more!”


Actually, I loved the entire plan, but I'm trying not post every part I like. You know, like I usually to do.

Incidentally, I was re-watching PoA. I did it again. I just couldn't help it.

I quoted the BBE.

I always do that. It annoys me because I can't take the movie seriously. I did it with the other two movies as well.

I am so glad you don't do video games. I already have enough trouble taking Seymour from Final Fantasy X seriously without you helping me.

Incidentally (that's my favorite word, for some reason), the reason I can't take him seriously is because of another parody. "Lady Yuna, it would be a great honor if you took my hand in marriage, and we could crush Spira, like a grape. Did I say crush? I meant to say unite in peace, and harmony, and bloodshed. Did I say bloodshed?"

*goes off to read your BBEs* Oh! Hey! Cool! I can read the Star Wars ones! Never been able to before, as I've only recently become a fan. Still need to see Revenge of the Sith, though.

Aha, glad you liked Voldemort's incredibly well thought out plan. He needs the excuse to flex his brain muscle.

Aw, things are so much more fun when you're laughing at them. Enjoy your inability to take video games seriously!

absolutely loved this one, lol

I have a new name, I'm going to friend you under it. it's _ozdust

just thought I would tell you :)

Glad you liked. Would you like me to friend you back under your new name?

hahaha, simply super, i imagine that lucius WOULD scream like a girl...fu fu fu

Well, in my universe he does. Poor, put upon Lucius. He always gets the ditzy part.

Yay! I was hoping you were still writing these! I loved this new one, but my all-time favorite is probably either the bake sale or the one in which Voldemort and Harry play Risk.

I don't think I've laughed harder at these during those two, especially at the part where Narcissa drops off Lucius.

There are just so many little wonderful things about them, like Snape's portrayal, 'the Quiet Game', Lucius's effeminate qualities, and your wonderful comedic timing.

I hope HBP provides you with TONS of new material!

Keep 'em coming!

Thank you! I'm glad you like these vignettes. The Risk one is probably my very favorite.

I'm very concerned about HBP because I've been thinking about Voldemort as this comedy figure for about two years now. What on earth am I going to do when I read him as a serious villain?

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