A little snippet
Hello everyone! Nothing important happened today... Sarabi (one of my dogs) is doing fine after minor surgery. I managed to complete the report due today for my boss, and even wrote a bit of Red.
But the muse is a traitorous woman, and she has hit me hard with ideas for two other fics. I now share with you a snippy of one of them (Mile, it is right up your alley). It's from Hermione's POV. Let me know what you think!
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¡Hola a todos! No paso nada muy importante hoy. Sarabi (una de mis perritas) esta recuperandose muy bien despues de una cirugia menor. Logré completar el reporte para mi jefe a tiempo, y hasta aproveche para escribir un poco mas de Red.
Pero la musa es traicionera, y me ha dado duro con ideas para otros dos fics. Ahora comparto con ustedes un pequeño fragmento de una de ellas (Mile, es de las que a ti te gustan hehehe). Es desde el punto de vista de Hermione. ¡Dejenme saber lo que piensan!
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Damn him.
Damn him! Damn him! Damn him!
Why did he agree to go with us in a double date? It’s not like Daniel and him are blood buddies and do everything together. Harry could have said that he didn’t want to go out tonight; he could have said that he had other plans; he could have said that there was a program on the telly he didn’t want to miss; or that he had to baby-sit Ron’s kids.
But no, Harry had to go and say yes. Daniel was ecstatic; he had been wanting for us to get together with Alexa, his best friend and business partner, but he had always been afraid of making Alexa feel like a third wheel. I know that when Daniel had asked Harry to be Alexa’s date tonight, he had never expected Harry to agree. Why would he? Every time Daniel had asked my best friend to spend some time with us, Harry had politely declined. Daniel couldn’t hide his surprise when Harry agreed today.
But I wasn’t surprised. I knew exactly why Harry had decided to torture me with his presence.
He was looking oh-so-delectable in those snug and rather worn out jeans, wine colored dress shirt with the top five buttons undone, and the black leather jacket I had given him for his birthday two years ago. His silky hair was sticking all over the place from the humidity of the place, and I caught my hand twitching from time to time, fighting against the desire to run my hands through his glorious mop.
Harry lighted another of his Red Apples cigs and placed it on his slightly parted lips. The tip flared, lightning his face for an instant. He had not shaven since Daniel’s arrival; he knew I was very partial to his scruffy good looks. His green eyes were a shade darker than I remember ever seeing them, and the look he was giving me under his half-lidded eyes was smoldering enough that goose bumps had broken all over my skin.
I looked to my right and my eyes fell on my boyfriend. Yes, Daniel Wu… my boyfriend… my incredibly handsome, successful, hardworking, good mannered, kindhearted boyfriend. The man that had left me no doubt worshipped the ground I walked on.
The man I lov… lov… lov… loooov…
Damn him.
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Love,
Anasazi
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Guy 1: In the beginning, God allowed Adam and Eve to choose from two gifts he was going to bestow upon humanity.
Guy 2: What did Adam chose?
Guy 1: The ability to pee standing up.
Guy 2: And Eve?
Guy 1: A brain.