Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
"That is your plan?" the shade of Voldemort asked.
"It is," Orestes said with a nod.
"That is insane," Voldemort pronounced.
"Only if it doesn't work," Orestes disagreed. "If it does work, then the plan is inspired and a work of genius. You haven't answered my question, will you help me?"
The magical construct narrowed its eyes. "What happens if I say no?"
"Then I go out that door," Orestes said simply, "and I reconfigure the room as many times as it takes until I get a Shade willing to do what I need."
The Dark Lord's shade regarded the young wizard for several seconds. "Agreed. It will never work, but I'll do my part."
Harry Potter and the Distaff Side, Chapter 17
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