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sophinisba) wrote2009-05-23 09:52 am
sophinisba) wrote2009-05-23 09:52 am
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Harry Potter ficlets
I wrote and posted two Harry Potter drabble-like things here at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
writing_game and then wrote a third, but a new board had gone up before I could post it. Here they are:
No Stopping (200w, Dumbledore/Grindelwald, truce, PG)
Too many years chasing the Dark Wizard across Europe, after only a few brief months chasing the brilliant, beautiful boy around Godric's Hollow. These days few people dared to speak Grindelwald's name aloud, and it was hard for Albus to remember the old days of trying to catch Gellert in a kiss, trying to make those grand ideas mesh with his own.
Together they'd have been an unstoppable force. As enemies they'd never come close, never stopped hating each other in this horrible half century.
They were so perfectly matched that Albus never knew who would prevail, even through the last minutes of the great duel, the two of them panting and bleeding, with the forces of whole worlds surging through their half-broken bodies. When Gellert asked for a truce Albus wanted nothing more than to give in, give up, take his old friend in his arms and give him his forgiveness, his love, his comfort, his kiss.
But it wasn't about the two of them anymore. He could forgive Gellert for Ariana but not for a thousand other families torn apart. It wasn't for him to choose.
"Surrender," said Dumbledore.
"Never," said the Dark Lord. And he never did.
Read Impossible Equilibriums, the remix of No Stopping byo0o_faor_o0o!
De rien (150w, Fleur and Luna, unselfish, G)
Those visits always made Fleur nervous. "She wants to shame us," she said, "for not spending time with him ourselves."
"We've nothing to be ashamed of," said Bill. "She never complains, and she's got no reason to."
"What does she want from us then?"
Bill's nothing at all did exactly nothing to satisfy.
It wasn't a regular thing like birthdays or anniversaries. It might be any time of year, any kind of weather on the rocky coast, and sometimes years passed in between, but Luna Lovegood always wore the same calm smile when she appeared at the door and said, "Would it be all right if I came in to see Dobby?"
And Fleur always said, "Of course."
There was no other ritual to it – no more words, no gifts, no other guests. Only a quiet hour in the garden, a thank you (for nothing, Fleur would answer), and goodbye.
Swan Song (100w, Cho, wing, G)
Expecto Patronum is only really hard the first time. After that you can remember the joy of feeling it fly free from your wand, and it almost conjures itself. It's not that it gives you something in common with him – no, never mind the Dementors or Dumbledore's Army – Cho practices alone just to see the silver swan sailing over the lake. Even when her own limbs won't move right, when she trips over her words, when she fears for her life and all her friends, there's a center of calm and grace at Hogwarts, and it comes from inside her.
writing_game and then wrote a third, but a new board had gone up before I could post it. Here they are: No Stopping (200w, Dumbledore/Grindelwald, truce, PG)
Too many years chasing the Dark Wizard across Europe, after only a few brief months chasing the brilliant, beautiful boy around Godric's Hollow. These days few people dared to speak Grindelwald's name aloud, and it was hard for Albus to remember the old days of trying to catch Gellert in a kiss, trying to make those grand ideas mesh with his own.
Together they'd have been an unstoppable force. As enemies they'd never come close, never stopped hating each other in this horrible half century.
They were so perfectly matched that Albus never knew who would prevail, even through the last minutes of the great duel, the two of them panting and bleeding, with the forces of whole worlds surging through their half-broken bodies. When Gellert asked for a truce Albus wanted nothing more than to give in, give up, take his old friend in his arms and give him his forgiveness, his love, his comfort, his kiss.
But it wasn't about the two of them anymore. He could forgive Gellert for Ariana but not for a thousand other families torn apart. It wasn't for him to choose.
"Surrender," said Dumbledore.
"Never," said the Dark Lord. And he never did.
Read Impossible Equilibriums, the remix of No Stopping by
o0o_faor_o0o! De rien (150w, Fleur and Luna, unselfish, G)
Those visits always made Fleur nervous. "She wants to shame us," she said, "for not spending time with him ourselves."
"We've nothing to be ashamed of," said Bill. "She never complains, and she's got no reason to."
"What does she want from us then?"
Bill's nothing at all did exactly nothing to satisfy.
It wasn't a regular thing like birthdays or anniversaries. It might be any time of year, any kind of weather on the rocky coast, and sometimes years passed in between, but Luna Lovegood always wore the same calm smile when she appeared at the door and said, "Would it be all right if I came in to see Dobby?"
And Fleur always said, "Of course."
There was no other ritual to it – no more words, no gifts, no other guests. Only a quiet hour in the garden, a thank you (for nothing, Fleur would answer), and goodbye.
Swan Song (100w, Cho, wing, G)
Expecto Patronum is only really hard the first time. After that you can remember the joy of feeling it fly free from your wand, and it almost conjures itself. It's not that it gives you something in common with him – no, never mind the Dementors or Dumbledore's Army – Cho practices alone just to see the silver swan sailing over the lake. Even when her own limbs won't move right, when she trips over her words, when she fears for her life and all her friends, there's a center of calm and grace at Hogwarts, and it comes from inside her.
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I can picture her smiling in my head as she does it.
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