Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations.
There was no way that McGonagall could know already; not even she was that good at ferreting out their plans for mischief.
Later, when he was asked what was the first thing about Sally that attracted him, Poseidon lied and said it was her eyes.
Regulus had to wonder if his brother had a death wish.
James considered the lock before him, the tip of his wand resting on the keyhole.
Elizabeth had forgotten just how stifling England could be.
If all were right in the world, Captain Jack Sparrow would still be alive, and Will and Elizabeth wouldn’t be stuck on a ship that is too small faced with an errand that is too large.
In many ways, it’s difficult not to notice the progression of time, the hours, days and weeks before he can be with his Elizabeth again.
He meant what he said to the Doctor, that Donna was better with him.
"You haven't been bitten by a Mackled Malaclaws this past week, have you?" Sirius asked as soon as he found Remus, who had taken residence in one of the comfy chairs in the Common Room, his Ancient Runes work spread out all around him, on the table, on the floor, in his lap and a few pieces of parchment even balancing very precariously on the arms of the chair.
Fleur’s hair brushed against her thighs.
The second mutiny was easier.
There were a few warning signs Remus had come to recognize that let him know just how likely it was that a bout of mischief making would get them in trouble.
Those who didn’t know Sirius well would never guess that, in many ways, he was the most organized of the boys.