A Hundred-Word Interlude, Episode 2

I was doodling in the PHP GoF guestbook yesterday, and wrote this hundred-word Harry Potter fanfic (slightly edited version posted here) on one of the graffiti pages:

Bill Weasley walked into the chamber, stopping in front of the wooden double doors set into the wall at the far end of the room. He could feel something powerful emanating from it, probably a powerful curse cast by a wizard long ago. The Curse Breaker reached for the knob and pulled the door open, gaping at the sight that greeted him --- a land wrapped in a blanket of snow. A foot in midair, about to step into the door, he stopped.

“Hey! This is Narnia! Who put me in this fanfic? I didn’t ask for a ruddy Wardrobe!”

Ah, boredom. :p