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she's a witch!  burn her!
31 December 2008 @ 12:42 am
100 words for [info]vegablack62 @ [info]hp_wishes.



Plans Gone Awry

I was going to be a career Auror.  A decade or so of solid work, and then a family. 

I wasn't supposed to fall for my trainee. 

Oy, don't go like that!  We were both full Aurors when things, er, heated up.  And trainees aren't meant to be so irresistible, funny and gorgeous and...

Well.  None of this was expected, but it's better. 

All I need, if I lose heart, is a look at my ring, and I remember why I'm fighting.  Every great Auror needs a reason to keep going when it all seems dark. 

Frank is my reason. 



 
 
mood: pleased
 
 
she's a witch!  burn her!
100 words, written for [info]chimbomba @ [info]hp_wishes.  


3:30 AM, second-floor spiral staircase

The Fat Lady shuddered when she saw Sir Cadogan trotting over from the other side of the glade. Oh, this would be nerve-wracking! Scurrying about, fearing Death Eaters might overhear them... But she was the Gryffindor guardian: she would do her utmost to protect her charges.

Cadogan removed his helmet, and she found herself thinking that his desire for honor and chivalry was suddenly fitting. Dark times needed virtue more than ever.

He bowed low. "Our enemies made a grave misstep when they failed to secure the paintings, my lady."

And thus, with a painted handshake, a conspiracy was born.



 
 
she's a witch!  burn her!
240 words.  Featuring Harry, a couple of his kids, and that Snitch.

 
 
she's a witch!  burn her!
15 February 2008 @ 01:23 am
300ish words, Millicent Bulstrode, various Slytherins, PG. 

 
 
she's a witch!  burn her!
15 February 2008 @ 12:47 am
100 words, fluffy James/Lily.  :)


Sirens and Sneezing

"Ah…. Ah… ACHOO!"

"I told you you should’ve gone to the hospital wing.”

"I said that to you earlier this week, you deliberately didn’t go, and then look who you passed this foul congestion on to?"

"That was your fault, if I recall correctly."

"You shouldn’t’ve worn my favorite shirt."

"All my shirts are exactly alike, James."

"No, there’s the one that’s shrunk just right in the wash… That’s my favorite, and you wore it, you saucy temptress."

"Do you ever call me the same thing twice?"

"No. I’m trying to find one that will make Sirius snap and hex me."

"And I thought you’d hit that yesterday with ‘my delectable pumpkin.’ A vein in his forehead was actually twitching."

"There’s always tomorrow, my little tartlet of joy."



 
 
 
 

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