Busy Busy Baby

Mar 04, 2006 19:47

Haha, I couldn't resist. That's my son's new favorite thing to say. He runs around the house saying "busy busy baby". He refuses to get out of diapers and give up the baby bottle of water. We told him only babies use those things, so he calls himself a baby now. He's 2. *eye roll*

Anyway...

First off:

My HP ABC Prompt Table is still missing several letters. Those who entered more than once, your other choices were put as runners up. If I don't have more letters filled in by this time next week, they'll move up as more than runner up. *sigh*

Second:

Today I feel like pimping.

slythindor100 - H/D weekly drabble challenge community
hump_day101 - Weekly/Bi-weekly writing challenge community similar to AWDT
hp_harmony - HP Songfic community
hogwarts_today - HP Newsletter (why didn't I find this sooner?)
daily_snitch - HP Newsletter (again, why didn't I find this sooner?)

There is probably more, but it's all I can think of at the moment. The first need members severely.

Third:

anael started a imagery challenge on her LJ. I wrote a line dripping with imagery and she added another. Now, she's asked for the challenged lines to become a drabble. So it starts:

(Mine) The stale night air wafted around her and the cold bit through her thin robes, but she couldn't leave her spot on the rough stone wall because he was coming, coming to meet her in the darkness that had become their lives, so she continued to wait and searched the inky black surroundings for his silhouette only briefly visible from the dim light of the stars.

(De's) He appears silently and she can feel the touch of his silvery eyes, crystal gazing wide, tracing the scarred lines across her pale features.

(And I continue) How had it come to this? How had they let their differences fall? How had he fallen in love with her? And she with him? And how, how could he still love her after the turn of events their lives had taken?

She stood from the wall and opened her mouth to speak, but he closed the gap between them swiftly and placed his fingers to her lips. His hands cupped her checks and drifted along the course marked flesh. Her eyes closed at his touch. She couldn't recall the last time anyone had touched her.

Those slim fingers threaded into her hair. His pale, milky skin contrasting greatly in the deep red of her tresses. His lips ghosted a breath away from her left ear and she elicted a sharp intake of breath in return as shivers crawled up her spine.

"I still love you," he whispered. "I always will. And all I ask in return is that you let me."

She opened her eyes as he pulled back slightly to meet her gaze. The warm chocolately color he saw there, pooling with tears. It happened so innocently, so delicately when their lips brushed lightly against each other.

When he face had become disfigured like her older brother's, she hadn't thought anyone would ever love her again, especially not him. She never thought she could have what Bill had, a partner, a soul mate.

"Love me as I do you, Draco," she whispered in return, a voice of permission.

***

Yeah, I so didn't mean for it to turn out with that pairing, but the characters came forward and asked me to. One question though. What is it with me and angst lately?

Ok, I need to go make myself some new icons.

-Elle

challenge: hp abc, challenge: flist, ship: het, fic: harry potter, rec: community, fandom: harry potter

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