...and these are just the random crossover drabble/prompt things.  Again, this is mostly for my convenience, and I haven't forgotten the ones I haven't written yet.

Gotta love this insomnia thing, right?

Biblophilia

Remus is in Paris, treating himself to dinner and an hour's uninterrupted time with one of Dumbledore's books. The restaurant isn't a ( Read more... )

...I bet you weren't expecting that, were you?

Anyway, here it is.  I guess there are some benefits to disrupted travel plans after all.  Happy Hanukkah, everyone.

Chapter Sixteen: And Here Again He Lies

"Adieu, O soldier;
You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,)
The rapid march, the life of the camp,
The hot contention of opposing ( Read more... )

So here's some more of Theatre of Conflict, 'cause that's the one that came in second in that poll I did lo these many weeks ago.

This bit's rather short, and skips over several scenes that I will be writing and posting at a later date; mainly scenes that have to deal with MWPP.

Anyway.  Here's the fic.

The Scrimgeour-Black Coup took place in ( Read more... )

...because I can't seem to leave it alone.  Here's the next bit of it -- and as this is the first part with the Marauders in it, I'd really love it if you guys would tell me if it works or not.  I'm really captivated by the idea of the Marauders during the Blitz, and doing espionage work in the middle of a war that's tearing apart both the Muggle ( Read more... )

First, thank you all so much for the caring and support.  It really meant a lot to me, and I appreciate it more than I can say.

Second, thanks for being so patient re: the long-overdue fic.

That said, here's day thirty.

May 30, 1976:

"Firewhiskey," James says expansively, "is better than anything ever."  They've sealed the rest of their House in the ( Read more... )

Only two more left!  I'm feeling quite accomplished.

Thanks so much, by the way, for the response to my bitching in yesterday's entry.  You guys made me feel a lot better.

And so, without further ado...

May 29, 1976

It's the last Hogsmeade weekend of the year, and the four of them are making their way along the path from Hogwarts with a studied ( Read more... )

It's seven in the morning and I still haven't slept.  Please forgive any incoherency on my part.

I'm going to go ahead and insert the 'I'm bitching' warning here.  I'm also going to say right now that the following rant has nothing to do with any of you wonderful livejournal people.  This is entirely directed at one specific reviewer at ff.net

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This one's short -- only 150 words -- but I'll try to do another one some time tonight.

May 27, 1976

Outside, the rain is coming down; a heavy, soaking rain that rattles hard against the glass and against the roof of Gryffindor Tower. James is curled up in the window seat, watching the Forbidden Forest bend and sway in obedience to the storm, with a ( Read more... )

because the bunny bit, and i'm behind anyway...

...i bring you two installments in an hour and a half.

May 26, 1976

They're sneaking down the corridors towards the kitchens, because James was busy following (stalking) Evans, and didn't get any supper, because Sirius and Remus were busy studying (snogging) under the Quidditch stands, and because Peter ( Read more... )

Here we are.

May 25, 1976

"Is there anything you want to tell me, Padfoot?" James asks mildly, and watches in amusement as Sirius jumps, turns red, and drops a year's worth of Arithmancy notes on the floor.  It's not nice to tease, but James can't resist, especially as both Sirius and Remus are apparently under the impression that they're being ( Read more... )