Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you eat lots of good food and suppress the urge to strangle your relatives! I know I will be. XD

I wrote this ages ago for the 3keysficxchnge in the summer but I was waiting for it to be posted there first before posting it here. I'm not entirely certain what happened to the lady running the exchange, but since it's been ( Read more... )

Merry Christmas all!

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Over the years of marriage, Hermione had come to dread Christmas.  She loved the season, loved the presents, loved the combination of cheerfulness and tension in the air that promised good will toward all and retribution against relatives best left seen only once a year.

But she hated what it did to her husband and her best ( Read more... )

Harry couldn’t look at her, laid out on his bed, her hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her.  One look at her and he’d stay, he’d stay and he’d die a little inside no matter how much she loved him, no matter how much he loved her… sometimes love isn’t all you need.

Often times you need more than that.

So he snuck from his (their) bed, threw some ( Read more... )

Neville whimpered in the silence of the room.

“He’ll get it,” Seamus tried to reassure his dorm mate.  “Harry’s the best you know.”

“And he has his Invisibility Cloak,” Dean piped up.  “There’s no way he’d be caught.”

“But if he is!” Neville practically wailed.  “D’you know how mad she’ll be?!”

Ron waived his hand dismissively from ( Read more... )

Hermione frowned and shook her head slightly.  “My honor’s at stake here.”

Ron shook his head and sighed again, looking between his two friends in a monster marathon of a stare down.  Harry had won against Neville, Dean, Ginny and Ron with ease.

“Just because you’re my girlfriend, doesn’t mean I’m going to let you win,” Harry murmured.

Hermione ( Read more... )

She’d always hated this place.  That said she didn’t even know why she was here.

No, she did know why she was here; she just didn’t know what had compelled her to come.

Glancing over at her daughter who gave her a small encouraging smile and nod, Andromeda laid her hand on the handle of Number Twelve and slowly opened the door.

A flood ( Read more... )

She crept quietly across the living room then pounced, leaping on Harry and tickling his sides madly.

Harry came awake instantly, squirming beneath her.  “Oh you are so paying for that, Tonto!”

Hermione stilled so suddenly that it startled Harry into inaction.  “What did you just call me?” she asked softly.

“Er, Tonto?”

Hermione sat up ( Read more... )

The first time he noticed her he was seven and she was six.  His mum had been shopping in Ottery St. Catchpole’s market and she had stopped to talk to a tall willowy woman with long blonde hair.  She held the hand of a girl who looked almost like her duplicate if it weren’t for her slightly protuberant eyes and curious and frank stare.

“Hello,” ( Read more... )

I want to write a bit, but my mind's too lazy to come up with a plot, so I'm challenging you to challenge me.

Give me a HP character or pairing and a prompt (a word or quote).

Because I work better with a deadline I will have all writings (be they drabbles or actual stories) written by November 12th, two weeks from Sunday.

XD

ETA:

Eerrrgh!  His eyes ( Read more... )

Ginny stared up at Malfoy Manor with some amount of trepidation.  The last time she had been here had been in the final days of the War.  As a member of the Order she had gone with a team to act as a diversion so another team could infiltrate and raid the house.  She hadn’t known it at the time, but her future husband had given them critical ( Read more... )