fellbeastie

Here's a Harry Potter fic I wrote for springtime_gen.

I would have posted it months ago, but can't figure out how to copy/paste on my new computer. I'm using my old one for this. The old computer will not be available after today, so PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE somebody go to my previous entry and help me out.


Title: Toujours Pur
Characters: Walburga Black
Rating: PG-13
Comments always appreciated. :)

( Toujours Pur )

I wrote this for hp_summergen. Reviews welcome.

Title: Furry Little Problem
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Neville Longbottom, Percy Weasley, Remus Lupin
Rating: PG for mild language
Summary: Professor Lupin's secret is out.

( Furry Little Problem )

These were written for lumos_owls.

Memories

Druella Black liked looking at old family photographs when she felt lonely. For a while her children's black-and-white smiles allowed her to pretend that she hadn't lost her daughter forever.

Her husband had destroyed most of their photos of Andromeda the day after he threw her out, but Druella had hidden some of them in time, and now spent hours over them whenever she could. She couldn't bring herself to forget Andromeda the way the rest of her family so easily had. Even Bellatrix and Narcissa, who had loved their sister more than anything, behaved as though she didn't exist. Their indifference broke Druella's heart.

She wondered if Andromeda was happy, wherever she was. Had she forgotten her old family, or did she weep over photographs too?

Druella wiped away a tear. "Goodbye," she whispered.


Fear

Sitting on a bench in a London slum, watching an old Muggle woman in a glass booth, Nott wished he had never been born.

The woman was talking into a device attached to a wall of the booth, a tella-something, and smiling; she knew nothing of the wizards’ war, which was now in its seventh year, did not have countless murders on her conscience, and had never heard of the Dark Lord. Nott envied her.

If only he hadn’t fallen in with Tom Riddle and his gang back at Hogwarts, maybe now he wouldn’t be in this mess. If only he hadn’t joined Riddle’s Death Eaters without a thought. If only he hadn’t been so blind that he couldn’t see what the Dark Lord had intended to do, until it was too late. If only, if only, if only.

If only he weren’t a damned coward.

The Muggle put down the tella-thingy and emerged from the booth. Shivering slightly in the late-night chill, she sat down beside Nott.

“Has the eleven o’clock bus been past yet?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” Nott said glumly.

The woman studied him for a moment. “You look rather troubled,” she said.

Nott was tempted to tell her everything; after all, no one in his own world was likely to ever talk to her, were they?

Don’t be a fool, he scolded himself.

Foolish though it was, however, he couldn’t seem to stop himself from confessing a little of what plagued him.

“I’m in a terrible situation,” he said, “with no way out except death. If I stay where I am, I’ll either go mad or get myself killed. If I try to get out, even worse will happen to me. There’s nowhere in the world I can go to escape, and no one who can help me. I’ve considered killing myself, but I’m too afraid of who might be waiting for me in death.”

The woman stared at him.

“You want to know how I got myself into this?” Nott continued. “I was always afraid. I made the wrong friends because I was afraid to be alone. I stuck with them because I was afraid to cross them. I went along with their madness because I was afraid to see what they were doing. I do horrid things because I’m still afraid to disobey. I’ve been a bloody coward all my life. Whatever eventually happens to me, I deserve it.”

Glancing down the street, Nott spotted a large man striding toward him. Macnair, coming to meet him for their assignment. He sighed and got to his feet, and then froze.

Damn it! Macnair had seen him with the Muggle. He couldn’t just walk away from her without repercussions.

He turned back to the old woman, who was still staring at him in silent shock, and drew his wand.

I’ve no choice, he told himself. If I don’t do it, Macnair will. At least I can make it quick.

“I’m sorry,” Nott said.

“Avada Kedavra!”

Mostly for the benefit of my crap memory, I've decided to post a list of all my fics and drabbles, organized by fandom.

All are rated PG or lower, unless otherwise noted.

Stories with no links provided are either unfinished, or still just floating around in my head, but will be written and posted eventually.

( So, without further ado... )

My first Harry Potter fic! Written for 50passages.

Prompt: All that is gold does not glitter.
Summary: A very nervous Ted Tonks doubts he can fit in at Hogwarts.

( A Place for Everyone and Everyone in Their Place )

Note: The incident on the train and the fiasco with the paper flowers will be detailed elsewhere.

I find myself struggling with my fanfic100 assignments, but I'm not giving up. In fact, I'm trying to claim a third batch (why, yes, I am stark raving mad!).

So, I'm starting with something smaller to get my feet wet. I've signed up for 1character, which is much like fanfic100. You pick a character, and write 50 sentences about him/her/it, based on 50 given themes.

There's also 1sentence, where you do the same thing for a pair of characters. I'm thinking of doing Frodo and Pippin (but I will not turn it into a slashy smut pairing) for that.

I highly recommend these communities to the writers on my f-list. They're fun little character study exercises.

/rambling

Coming soon from the pen of Beruthiel: 50 sentences each on our beloved Peregrin Took and Albus Dumbledore, followed by 50 on Pippin's friendship with his cousin Frodo.
Coming not-so-soon, but eventually: Star Wars, Harry Potter, and possibly The Chronicles of Narnia - 100 fics each. Eeep.

In the meantime, here is Pippin drabble 3/5, which I wrote weeks ago and forgot to post. Bad Beruthiel!

( Smell )

100 words exactly!!! Go me!

I'm working on a series of Pippin drabbles focusing on the five senses. Here's the first one:

( Sound )


Reviews would be much appreciated. :)

For frodobaggins_88, who asked for Charlie realizing his feelings for Claire.

( True Feelings )