Black Velvet; Peacekeeper
Title: Black Velvet
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100
Character: Lily, Sirius
Rating: Mature
Challenge: Songfic #146
Author's Note: A pairing I've never written before: Lily and Sirius. Set before Harry was born. The song is Alannah Myles' Black Velvet
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She loved James, she did. She'd married him, after all, with Sirius at James's side, at her side... his body hot against hers while they danced.
She wasn't proud of what she was doing, and she couldn't stop.
Black velvet, and that little boy smile.
Stolen kisses while James was out, and more. Hands under her skirt, strong fingers touching, deft and light and forbidden, dancing inside until she came, gasping and guilty on her husband's bed.
Bring you to your knees.
James knew, he had to. She didn't know how to say sorry, and didn't know how to stop.
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Title: Peacekeeper
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100
Character: Harry, the others
Rating: PG
Challenge: Songfic #146
Author's Note: After it's all over. The song is Fleetwood Mac's Peacekeeper.
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The war was over. Some even said they'd won.
You know all of our friends are gods.
Things weren't the same. Ginny hadn't spoken since Greyback... Neville was insane, driven mad by Bellatrix, another generation of Longbottoms destroyed. Hermione was dead, but that was still better than Ron pretending she'd never existed.
They all tell us how to paint our face.
Harry stared at himself in the glass. Eyes a little duller, face a little blanker. There was no one left to recognize the mask.
Wait for the dark of night.
They hadn't won. There was nothing left to win.
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House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100
Character: Lily, Sirius
Rating: Mature
Challenge: Songfic #146
Author's Note: A pairing I've never written before: Lily and Sirius. Set before Harry was born. The song is Alannah Myles' Black Velvet
~~
She loved James, she did. She'd married him, after all, with Sirius at James's side, at her side... his body hot against hers while they danced.
She wasn't proud of what she was doing, and she couldn't stop.
Black velvet, and that little boy smile.
Stolen kisses while James was out, and more. Hands under her skirt, strong fingers touching, deft and light and forbidden, dancing inside until she came, gasping and guilty on her husband's bed.
Bring you to your knees.
James knew, he had to. She didn't know how to say sorry, and didn't know how to stop.
~~
Title: Peacekeeper
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100
Character: Harry, the others
Rating: PG
Challenge: Songfic #146
Author's Note: After it's all over. The song is Fleetwood Mac's Peacekeeper.
~~
The war was over. Some even said they'd won.
You know all of our friends are gods.
Things weren't the same. Ginny hadn't spoken since Greyback... Neville was insane, driven mad by Bellatrix, another generation of Longbottoms destroyed. Hermione was dead, but that was still better than Ron pretending she'd never existed.
They all tell us how to paint our face.
Harry stared at himself in the glass. Eyes a little duller, face a little blanker. There was no one left to recognize the mask.
Wait for the dark of night.
They hadn't won. There was nothing left to win.
~~