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I can't believe it's taken me so long to write bloody drabbles. They're proabably not what you wanted. They're certainly not what I expected, but I just kinda let it go. It's the only thing I know how to do with pairings I don't usually write. Anyhow, they're all under seperate cuts, so if you only want to read your fic feel free. However read them all would be good ^.^
FEEDBACK=LOVE
OH! can you all see the post under this one? About the meme? (Just checking)
Anyways... on with the fic.
Sirius/Remus
For winnett
Rated PG
A Nighttime Adventure
Remus looked over at Sirius. His eyes wide in shock as he took in the sight before him. Padfoot had gone out for a stroll last night, and when Remus had finally fallen asleep he still hadn't come back. Sirius often stayed out all night, when the memories got too much for him. But he had never, never come home like this. His clothes were ripped and torn and he was bleeding minutely from numerous tiny holes. Yet the thing which shocked Remus most of all was the victorious, contented rabbit now sleeping peacefully in Sirius' arms.
"So... can we keep him?"
Marcus/Oliver
For kenobiskywalker
Rated PG-13
Dirty
Oliver had always been the hero. The squeaky-clean Quidditch captain, a favourite of Gryffindor house. He is sturdy, reliable; he was well named he thinks, Oliver Wood. Kind and strong. He knows he can go far.
Marcus is not. He plays rough, takes chances and breaks all the rules he can’t bend. He too represents his house, the ruthlessness and ambition that permeates their very core. Marcus plays dirty.
Oliver has everything he could need. Everything he should want. Something always brings him back though and as he and Marcus join and battle once again, far from the Quidditch field, Oliver knows that deep down, he needs to play dirty too.
Lucius/Kingsley
For kennahijja
Rated PG-13
Choices
In the midst of war things change. Your choices become vital, they keep you alive. Kingsley knows this all to well. He had seen people fall, to vice and ambition and power or to their own sense of despair. He had never understood how people could make that choice. To throw everything away.
He watches him, know he is watched and he revels in the burn of the other’s gaze. Kingsley knows that this will kill him eventually, and likely others with him. It’s dangerous and stupid and he can’t stop. If there’s one thing Lucius has taught him, it’s that it’s those things you don’t choose that kill you in the end.
Draco/Hermione
For slytherin_chica
Rated PG-13
Complicated
They stand facing each other, angry and defiant as always. Her eyes blaze with righteous indignation and his with the glow of one who knows that he is better. It is a situation that has happened so many times before. That will happen again. They stand alone, all others afraid to come near this clash of beliefs again. Giving them as much space as possible, knowing the consequences of getting involved with these two who fight more bitterly and more often than even Potter.
‘Mudblood.’
‘Ferret face.’
‘Wanna shag?’
‘Your room or mine?’
Things are never simple when you’re seventeen.
Harry/Voldemort
For zodiacstargazer
Rated PG-13
Falling
Harry has studied all the ones that have come before him. All the epic battles he slept through in History of Magic, the heroes that saved the day. He who cannot draw on 3000 years is living from hand to mouth. He’s searching for something, some clue from the past to guide him. Surely he is not alone in this. There must have been others who… who were as weak as him. Who had to fight so much harder, because people need him to do this. He looks for someway to overcome this final burden. To kill the only person he has every loved. And as he falls again, in the arms of a monster, he knows that he will lose.
Sirius/Remus
For and_of_darkness
Rated PG-13
Hell
Sirius watches Remus after he transforms. When he lies, cold and exhausted on the floor, still shaking slightly with the pain. He sees the lines of tension still tight in Remus’ face even as he sleeps and he can’t stand it. Sirius thought he had seen horror, he thought he knew suffering. Azkaban Prison. A name spoken in hushed tones and used in stories to scare young children into behaving. He thought he knew hell. Yet as he sits and watches a pain he can’t help, can never heal and watches his love suffer alone, he knows that what he has seen is nothing.
This is hell.
Draco/Hermione
Rated R
For rae_kira
Marks
They meet with fierce touches and biting kisses, no regards for teeth or hands or nails or anything. They don’t care about each other, not like that. What they need they can take and what injuries they receive can be spelled away with a word. It doesn’t matter. They meet more and more and their coupling remains harsh and brutal. They don’t speak. There is no need. Harsh gasps and slight moans echo across the room that is filled with burning silence. She leaves. He doesn’t watch her go. Their arrangement is nothing but sex. Yet somehow, she can still feel the teeth marks on her lips, and he the nails down his back.
Feed the author XD
♥♥♥
~Floss
FEEDBACK=LOVE
OH! can you all see the post under this one? About the meme? (Just checking)
Anyways... on with the fic.
Sirius/Remus
For winnett
Rated PG
A Nighttime Adventure
Remus looked over at Sirius. His eyes wide in shock as he took in the sight before him. Padfoot had gone out for a stroll last night, and when Remus had finally fallen asleep he still hadn't come back. Sirius often stayed out all night, when the memories got too much for him. But he had never, never come home like this. His clothes were ripped and torn and he was bleeding minutely from numerous tiny holes. Yet the thing which shocked Remus most of all was the victorious, contented rabbit now sleeping peacefully in Sirius' arms.
"So... can we keep him?"
Marcus/Oliver
For kenobiskywalker
Rated PG-13
Dirty
Oliver had always been the hero. The squeaky-clean Quidditch captain, a favourite of Gryffindor house. He is sturdy, reliable; he was well named he thinks, Oliver Wood. Kind and strong. He knows he can go far.
Marcus is not. He plays rough, takes chances and breaks all the rules he can’t bend. He too represents his house, the ruthlessness and ambition that permeates their very core. Marcus plays dirty.
Oliver has everything he could need. Everything he should want. Something always brings him back though and as he and Marcus join and battle once again, far from the Quidditch field, Oliver knows that deep down, he needs to play dirty too.
Lucius/Kingsley
For kennahijja
Rated PG-13
Choices
In the midst of war things change. Your choices become vital, they keep you alive. Kingsley knows this all to well. He had seen people fall, to vice and ambition and power or to their own sense of despair. He had never understood how people could make that choice. To throw everything away.
He watches him, know he is watched and he revels in the burn of the other’s gaze. Kingsley knows that this will kill him eventually, and likely others with him. It’s dangerous and stupid and he can’t stop. If there’s one thing Lucius has taught him, it’s that it’s those things you don’t choose that kill you in the end.
Draco/Hermione
For slytherin_chica
Rated PG-13
Complicated
They stand facing each other, angry and defiant as always. Her eyes blaze with righteous indignation and his with the glow of one who knows that he is better. It is a situation that has happened so many times before. That will happen again. They stand alone, all others afraid to come near this clash of beliefs again. Giving them as much space as possible, knowing the consequences of getting involved with these two who fight more bitterly and more often than even Potter.
‘Mudblood.’
‘Ferret face.’
‘Wanna shag?’
‘Your room or mine?’
Things are never simple when you’re seventeen.
Harry/Voldemort
For zodiacstargazer
Rated PG-13
Falling
Harry has studied all the ones that have come before him. All the epic battles he slept through in History of Magic, the heroes that saved the day. He who cannot draw on 3000 years is living from hand to mouth. He’s searching for something, some clue from the past to guide him. Surely he is not alone in this. There must have been others who… who were as weak as him. Who had to fight so much harder, because people need him to do this. He looks for someway to overcome this final burden. To kill the only person he has every loved. And as he falls again, in the arms of a monster, he knows that he will lose.
Sirius/Remus
For and_of_darkness
Rated PG-13
Hell
Sirius watches Remus after he transforms. When he lies, cold and exhausted on the floor, still shaking slightly with the pain. He sees the lines of tension still tight in Remus’ face even as he sleeps and he can’t stand it. Sirius thought he had seen horror, he thought he knew suffering. Azkaban Prison. A name spoken in hushed tones and used in stories to scare young children into behaving. He thought he knew hell. Yet as he sits and watches a pain he can’t help, can never heal and watches his love suffer alone, he knows that what he has seen is nothing.
This is hell.
Draco/Hermione
Rated R
For rae_kira
Marks
They meet with fierce touches and biting kisses, no regards for teeth or hands or nails or anything. They don’t care about each other, not like that. What they need they can take and what injuries they receive can be spelled away with a word. It doesn’t matter. They meet more and more and their coupling remains harsh and brutal. They don’t speak. There is no need. Harsh gasps and slight moans echo across the room that is filled with burning silence. She leaves. He doesn’t watch her go. Their arrangement is nothing but sex. Yet somehow, she can still feel the teeth marks on her lips, and he the nails down his back.
Feed the author XD
♥♥♥
~Floss