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Recipient: Written for [personal profile] mugglechump at [community profile] rarepair_shorts' Summer Wishlist fest, erm, sometime last week?
Title: Five Stories Astoria Greengrass Did Not Write
Pairing: Zacharias/Astoria
Prompt: I resent your misguided understanding of things you don't understand.
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~1400
Summary: Zacharias Smith works in the News department of The Daily Prophet. Astoria Greengrass is in Features. Zacharias has a hard time figuring out what that means.
Author's Notes: Originally posted here. Cross-posting to LJ and DW (I think I'm retiring [profile] creativeslumber).

'Features, Smith. I write features. Human interest, interviews, etcetera. Annabelle Cowley answers the letters addressed to Annabelle.' )
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Title: The Assassin's Tango
Fandom: Weiss Kreuz
Pairing: Brad Crawford/Hidaka Ken
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~1,500
Summary: Life after Weiss isn't as easy to figure out, but Ken's taking it one day at a time.
Additional Notes: Written for [livejournal.com profile] chaosraven for the [livejournal.com profile] weissday challenge/fest here, this is (and will remain to be) my only venture into the Weiss Kreuz fandom, which is quite tragic, because I don't even ship brad/ken. :\

The first few weeks after they were first disbanded have been easy to figure out. )
slumber: (ruin)
Title: Stages
Fandom: Queer as Folk
Pairing: Canon
Rating: PG?
Word Count: 250 words
Summary: Michael's family is dying.
Additional Notes: [livejournal.com profile] ccharlotte was reading too many cancer!Brian fics. There's a logical connection there somewhere, I'm sure. :|


Michael's family is dying.

He doesn't think about it very often, though, if at all, because Ben works out, Hunter still outruns him by a mile, and they finished Liberty Ride together.

It's a thought that startles him when Hunter complains about the winter cold or Ben sneezes, and then he thinks about it, but only for a while.

Because when Michael imagines the future he sees him and Ben with white hair and grandchildren.

*


Michael's family is dying.

There was a draft in the apartment and nobody remembers anymore who left the window open, but three days in and Hunter's caught a cold.

"Here, take some vitamins," Michael says.

"Have some water."

"Orange juice?"

He breaks down with a fever, and it isn't just the flu anymore.

Ben catches it too.

"We'll be fine," he tells Michael, and Michael asks the doctor if he has a stronger prescription to give.

*


Michael's family is dying.

The doctor asks to talk to Michael in private, and when he comes out he heads straight to Brian's apartment.

"Fuck them," Brian says, arm slung around him as they both lay amid broken furniture. "We're all the family we fucking need."

Michael's lips are tight and he takes another joint, knuckles shaking and bleeding. He breathes it in deep and holds it until it burns like fucking hell.

"Fuck them," he lies.

*


Michael's family is dying, and nobody knows what to say.

He locks himself in a room, shooting down hugs or offers of kind words with a deadened look in his eyes.

Even Brian says nothing.

*


Michael's family is dead.
slumber: (what if)
Title: The Benefit
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Roger/Blaise
Rating: PG
Word Count: 350 words
Summary: It is a benefit. It is always a benefit.
Additional Notes: Belongs to the [livejournal.com profile] fanfic100 challenge under prompt Diamond. Written for [livejournal.com profile] ccharlotte. Forgive me for the crappy title. :|

Introductions are unnecessary. )
slumber: (love is blind)
Title: Five Things That Roger Davies Never Did
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Roger/Blaise
Rating: PG
Word Count: 525
Summary: See title. :|
Additional Notes: Written for [livejournal.com profile] ccharlotte, and written also for [livejournal.com profile] fanfic100, under the prompt If.

Roger rolls the name on his tongue, contemplating it during practice, in class, as he catches glimpses of avoidant olive-green eyes across the Great Hall, along dungeon corridors and Hogsmeade weekends. )
slumber: (ruin)
Title: Nothing Gold Can Stay
Fandom: HP
Pairing: none, really?
Rating: PG
Word Count: 400 words
Summary: Nature's first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold.
Additional Notes: For [livejournal.com profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Fall. Title, chapter titles and general inspiration taken from Robert Frost's poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay". Written from [livejournal.com profile] ccharlotte's prompts: autumn, colour, subtle kissing--which I completely forgot. Shit. Sorry. :\

Eden sank into grief )
slumber: (love is blind)
Title: Gentler Kisses
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Vague, but let's put it at Ravenclaws, although it could work with another pairing I like.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 150 words--me and my love affair with the exact
Summary: There were gentler kisses now.
Additional Notes: For the [livejournal.com profile] fanfic100 challenge, for the prompt Taste. I haven't written properly in ages so this is a little. Meh. Unexpected, I guess. I was trying to write something else.


There were kisses that burned his lips and marked his skin long after they first claimed him territory. There were kisses that haunted him long after they'd gone, kisses from a wide-eyed boy with messy hair and goofy grins, now a lonely boy with delicate wrists and soft lips and kisses that lingered. There were kisses that he remembered, kisses that he missed, kisses from the boy he loved who thought love wasn't enough.

There were kisses he learned to forget, kisses he learned to replace with kind smiles and shy hellos, hesitant pauses that eased back into years of friendship and light banter with the same wide-eyed boy who kissed his heart to pieces.

There were gentler kisses now because they meant nothing and, in being so, broke nothing. They were too fragile to break anymore, the boys and their kisses.

But one kiss might have made them whole.
slumber: (fics)
Title: Fiction in the Spaces Between
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Justin, Terry, Michael
Rating: PG
Word Count: 563 words
Summary: Lisa Turpin watches Ravenclaws from the sidelines.
Additional Notes: For the [livejournal.com profile] fanfic100 prompt Middles. Also for [livejournal.com profile] siobhanohare, because I couldn't finish the other fic just yet without getting distracted by this one. This was only supposed to be 100 words. :| Inspired in part by Telling Stories by Tracy Chapman. A little scattered, a little weird, I hope you forgive me. :|

She spends the hours making up stories. )
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Title: Pansy's Presents
Pairing: Draco/Ron
Rating: PG
Word Count: 101
Summary: Pansy comes around to show her approval of Draco's new beau.
Additional Notes: Written as a pinch-hit for [livejournal.com profile] hp_kris_kringle in Christmas '05.


For Christmas that year Pansy had given Draco a present for a night out on Muggle London, providing them with dinner reservations at a classy restaurant as well as luxury accommodations for the night. Her note had instructed Draco to introduce his 'companion' to culture and that she still did not quite approve.

Ron had been stunned.

"Close your mouth, Weasley, unless you’d like to put it to better uses," Draco smirked, tugging his companion to the bed of their hotel room and hoping Pansy forgives him for ignoring dinner reservations, and the socks Ron thought fit to get her.
slumber: (tragedy)
Title: Words of Wisdom
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: one-sided Justin/Zach, Zach/Ravenclaws (hah)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 250 words
Summary: Words of wisdom for unrequited love.
Additional Notes: Written for [livejournal.com profile] siobhanohare. Your ghost sex fic will come soon. :| I am SO still making this fit [livejournal.com profile] fanfic100, for Friends.


It's what curiosity did to the cat. )
slumber: (tragedy)
Title: Ava Adore
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Ginny
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Summary: Harry and Ginny are in love, but. Post-war.
Additional Notes: Again, written for [livejournal.com profile] xylodemon's I Didn't Get to Go to TWH Ficlet-a-thon. For [livejournal.com profile] saphreanth, who prompted with Harry/Ginny. Post-war, but dark. They are both definitely in love with one another, but still, dark. Prompt: lovely girl, you're the murder in my world (from the song Ava Adore by The Smashing Pumpkins). Thanks also goes to [livejournal.com profile] siobhanohare, who laughed at me when my word count went from 58 to 74 in thirty minutes. :|


Sometimes she’d like to believe in fairy tales, like she did when she was so much younger. Sometimes she wished that a boy’s smile and the flutter of a girl’s heart set everything right. Sometimes she wanted to close her eyes and open them to white picket fences and sun-dappled gardens and his smile. Her blush. Everything right.

*


He thought it would be over when it was over. He thought he’d finally get his normal life back, the one that was stolen from him when he was one, the one that kept slipping from his fingers when he was thirteen, and then sixteen. He deserved to be surrounded by his friends, not haunted by their memories.

*


There was a story once, tucked between a poem and a tale of knights and quests, of a perfect, short life traded in for a longer, tragic story trapped in the pages of a gift. She wonders if she’d made that choice.

*


In a quiet moment he finds her in the kitchen, humming to herself. He stands behind her, hand resting comfortably on her stomach as he kisses her good morning. She leans back against him and he smiles. She blushes. And everything’s right.
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Title: Post-war Confessional #7
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Charlie
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300 words
Summary: Harry attempts to admit something, but Ron's just not getting it.
Additional Notes: For [livejournal.com profile] xylodemon's "I Didn't Get To Go To TWH Ficlet-a-thon", as requested by [livejournal.com profile] dadelius. (Harry/Charlie, includes the phrase "because he tames dragons")

he'd spent most of fifth year capitalising at the world for that )
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Title: Nineteen Truths About Theodore
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: None (gasp)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1900
Summary: Nineteen truths, nineteen years, nineteen drabbles. Theodore Nott in nineteen hundred words.
Additional Notes: Unedited and written in the spaces where life would let me. For [livejournal.com profile] kiwi666. Happy birthday. :)

It hasn’t been a long life and it isn’t a short death. )
slumber: (oh love)
Title: Missing Halves
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Ron, Remus/Sirius
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200 words
Summary: Ron waits up for Harry, who is away. Remus sits with him. War-time. (Also hints at OotP events)
Additional Notes: Again, was pinch-hitting for [livejournal.com profile] hp_kris_kringle. Yes, am too lazy to write anything new. :|



"More tea?" you offer, and Ron removes his gaze from the window long enough to smile weakly at you.

"Tea would be good, Professor, thanks," he says, voice hoarse, and you make your way to the kitchen, returning with a pot of tea after a while. He has returned to watching the snow fall outside the window.

"He'll be alright, won't he?" he asks in a whisper.

And you remember when you asked yourself the same question over and over until that last time.

"You'll be alright," you say instead, and only then do you realise that you are, somehow.
slumber: (oh love)
Title: Premonitions
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Blaise/Theodore, very very subtle hint of Draco/Theodore
Word Count: 100 words
Rating: PG
Additional Notes: Written for [livejournal.com profile] ccharlotte, who prodded and whined. :D Prompted by "Hogwarts era, best friendship/slight sexual tones :|" and "with colour playing a role :|" Also, forgive the title, I was being rushed. :|


One day, when they were older, they'd realise.

In between sheets of forest green, Blaise will wake to quiet gasps and soft cries, the sound of muffled demands and the whisper of a name that isn’t his, and then he’d realise.

With a craving for red wine, Theodore will turn to find Blaise’s head on his shoulder, and then, to the crescendo of Act Three, Scene Two and the soft breathing of the boy sleeping against him, he’d realise.

One day they’d realise, but until then Blaise shifts restlessly in his bed and Theodore tugs at his formal-black collar impatiently.
slumber: (drabbler)
Title: Colour-Coded
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Theodore
Word Count: 100 words
Rating: PG
Additional Notes: I'd forgotten that I hadn't posted this yet until [livejournal.com profile] ccharlotte prompted me to write Theodore/Blaise and something with colours. :|


Colours have a way of defining, shaping, Theodore's life. Green for the colours he proudly wears, black for the colours he soon shall. All shades of these colours, cool and dark, are good for him--blend in the black of night, wear robes of dark green, make acquaintances with Ravenclaw blue.

He avoids all hues and shades of red, warm and bright, like the red and gold of Gryffindor arrogance, the happy yellows of Hufflepuff inanity, red-orange of Weasley poverty, and he slips into black night from Draco's bed to his just before the sky turns orange and betrays him.
slumber: (drabbler)
Title: A Cultural Thing
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Zacharias
Word Count: 100 words
Rating: PG
Additional Notes: Yes, I shipped Draco/Zach, especially after reading the stuff [livejournal.com profile] mistful wrote. Had a bit of trouble with this one, though.


"Look, it's bad enough you're a Hufflepuff."

"What's wrong with being a Hufflepuff?" Zacharias asked indignantly. Draco gave him a long-suffering look. Zacharias glared.

"We just need my parents to warm up to the idea of you, is all I'm saying," Draco mumbled as means of explanation.

"Didn't take you long to warm up." Zacharias smirked.

Draco studiously ignored him. "It's only for Christmas."

"It's not even a proper Jewish holiday."

"You're Jewish too?"

"Brilliant. I've Nazi in-laws."

"Close enough," Draco said. "Don't we have any common ground?"

"We're both boys?"

Draco held his face in his hands and sobbed.
slumber: (femme)
Title: Blame the Nargles
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Hermione/Luna
Length: 200 words
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Christmas spirit helps, a bit.
Additional Notes: I wasn't going to post any more drabbles because I figured you guys would be sick of all the requests I've been putting up :P but then I realised this one was a Christmas drabble, so haha. This goes out to everyone. Happy Holidays!
Edit: For [livejournal.com profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Where?


Hermione found Luna standing directly underneath a mistletoe on the day before students were to leave Hogwarts for the holidays, head tilted up, blue eyes wide, waist-length dirty blonde hair hanging loosely back and mouth slightly open. She stood watching for a few minutes, and Luna stood gaping at the mistletoe for the whole time.

Hermione cleared her throat.

Luna kept staring.

Hermione shook her head.

"Do you see?" came the softest voice.

"I beg your pardon?"

"The nargles," Luna went on, as if she'd been talking to Hermione all this time. "Look, they're hiding behind the leaves, but I saw a flutter of a nargle just a second ago."

There are no such things as nargles, Hermione would have said, but the words died in her throat at the mesmerised look that lit up Luna's face. It must have been the Christmas air, because Hermione didn't feel like spoiling Luna's fun.

"No, I'm afraid I didn't see them," she said instead, taking a few steps to stand beside Luna, and looking up briefly. "I bet they're hiding now, since you've spotted them."

Luna looked down from where the nargles lived, and looked at Hermione with an odd expression. "Mistletoe."
slumber: (snigger)
Title: What Girls Know
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Hermione
Length: 250 words
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Harry and Ron talk. Girls know everything.
Additional Notes: Can you believe it? Neither can I. Harry/Hermione, the ship I never thought I'd write, but I do love a challenge, and [livejournal.com profile] abilizersparkle prompted me with H/Hr and a fluffy Christmas. Honestly, Hannah, I've no idea why we're friends. *giggles* Merry Christmas anyway! *snuggles*


'You know you've got to tell her soon.' )
slumber: (snigger)
Sorry about spamming, people. XP I just want to finish this all before Christmas Day ends here. :P Just, um, two or three more to go after this, I swear!

Title: Nothing Says It Better Than
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Length: 200 words
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Harry, Ron, and fruitcake
Additional Notes: For [livejournal.com profile] gutterqueen, who is in Sweden right now. Hope you had a lovely time!


"So," Harry's voice broke through the silence finally.

"So," Ron echoed.

Harry glanced at him, eyebrow raised and a questioning look on his face. "Well?"

Ron shrugged, hands digging into the pockets of his trousers, lips forming a thoughtful sort of pout that made Harry want to screw the dilemma and just, well, screw Ron. "I dunno, really."

"Neither do I."

"I mean, I like fruitcake, you know, it's just that--"

"Like when Molly's jumpers started pouring in by the dozens--"

"And it's good at first, really, it's delicious and everything--"

"But then it gets kind of old after a while--"

"Especially when there's three dozen of them at last count--"

An owl flew over their heads then, coming in from the open window of their decently-decorated-for-the-holidays, medium-sized flat in downtown London, and dropped a Christmas-wrapped package onto Harry's feet. He picked it up and flipped the card open.

"'To Harry and Ron: Happy Christmas and Congratulations. Love from Hermione and Viktor. PS: Real gift to come later, when you both come over for dinner. You must be there or else.'" Harry read aloud, grinning sheepishly at Ron's expression. "Make that three dozen and one."

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