Teacher-Parent Relations/Laughter/Sibilant Whispers/Inappropriate
Title: Teacher-Parent Relations
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG-13 (implied sex)
Characters: Godric, Rowena, unnamed parent
Challenge: Exclamations
Word Count: 100
A/N: I blame all of these on the drugs and the sinus infection. Sillyness, indeed.
As the door slammed open, the couple jerked apart, trying to appear as if nothing was going on. That's hard to do, however, when both parties are in dishabille.
"Godric Gryffindor!" Rowena planted her hands on her hips and stared at Godric, "What on earth are you doing?"
The other woman rolled off the table, languidly smoothing her gown back into place, "I would think that would be obvious, Rowena."
Rowena flushed red and ignored the woman, "Godric?"
Pulling his clothes into a semblance of an order, Godric managed a sheepish smile, "Ah, we were strengthening good teacher parent relations?"
Title: Laughter
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG-13 (implied sex)
Characters: Rowena, Helga, Salazar
Challenge: Exclamations
Word Count: 100
A/N: More drug induced silliness.
Salazar bounded the steps two at a time, barely needing the light from the end of his wand, his feet knowing exactly where to land on his way to the library. Barely pausing to turn the knob, he opened the door, illuminating the darkness.
A flurry of motion attracted his attention and he moved quickly, trying to catch the students out of bed.
When he rounded the corner of the stacks, he stopped. "Rowena!" He took in the scene with a glance, flushing, "And, Helga?" Turning bright red, he backed out, stammering apologies.
The peal of their laughter followed him.
Title: Sibilant Whispers
House: Gryffindor
Rating: R (implied sex)
Characters: Salazar and Godric
Challenge: Exclamations
Word Count: 100
A/N: More silliness, with a darker twist.
The sibilant whispers slithered up and down the halls of Hogwarts, dragging him out of a perfectly peaceful sleep. Blearily rubbing an eye, he tried to go back to sleep but the walls seemed to talk to him. Tracking the whispers, when he finally discovered the source, Godric sorely wished he had just stayed in bed. Slipping away, he resolved to scrub the memory from his brain.
Later that morning, Salazar approached him, "Did you hear anything odd last night, Godric?"
Hear, see, smell. Godric just glared at Salazar and exclaimed, "Did I really see you with a snake, Salazar?"
Title: Inappropriate
House: Gryffindor
Rating: R (language and sex, sort of)
Characters: Aberforth, two unnamed students
Challenge: Exclamations
Word Count: 100
A/N: Last one. It had to be done.
"Did you know Dumbledore's brother slept with goats?" Aberforth tried to ignore the students nattering at the bar, hard to do when they were both talking at the top of their lungs.
The girl looked askance, "You're kidding!"
With a grin, he crossed his heart, "No, really, I swear on my life."
Looking skeptical, she replied, "You can't possibly be serious."
He dropped his smile and promised, "I have never been more serious in my life."
As Aberforth sidled away from the children, he sighed, "You practice inappropriate charms on one sheep and you are branded a goat fucker forever."
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG-13 (implied sex)
Characters: Godric, Rowena, unnamed parent
Challenge: Exclamations
Word Count: 100
A/N: I blame all of these on the drugs and the sinus infection. Sillyness, indeed.
As the door slammed open, the couple jerked apart, trying to appear as if nothing was going on. That's hard to do, however, when both parties are in dishabille.
"Godric Gryffindor!" Rowena planted her hands on her hips and stared at Godric, "What on earth are you doing?"
The other woman rolled off the table, languidly smoothing her gown back into place, "I would think that would be obvious, Rowena."
Rowena flushed red and ignored the woman, "Godric?"
Pulling his clothes into a semblance of an order, Godric managed a sheepish smile, "Ah, we were strengthening good teacher parent relations?"
Title: Laughter
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG-13 (implied sex)
Characters: Rowena, Helga, Salazar
Challenge: Exclamations
Word Count: 100
A/N: More drug induced silliness.
Salazar bounded the steps two at a time, barely needing the light from the end of his wand, his feet knowing exactly where to land on his way to the library. Barely pausing to turn the knob, he opened the door, illuminating the darkness.
A flurry of motion attracted his attention and he moved quickly, trying to catch the students out of bed.
When he rounded the corner of the stacks, he stopped. "Rowena!" He took in the scene with a glance, flushing, "And, Helga?" Turning bright red, he backed out, stammering apologies.
The peal of their laughter followed him.
Title: Sibilant Whispers
House: Gryffindor
Rating: R (implied sex)
Characters: Salazar and Godric
Challenge: Exclamations
Word Count: 100
A/N: More silliness, with a darker twist.
The sibilant whispers slithered up and down the halls of Hogwarts, dragging him out of a perfectly peaceful sleep. Blearily rubbing an eye, he tried to go back to sleep but the walls seemed to talk to him. Tracking the whispers, when he finally discovered the source, Godric sorely wished he had just stayed in bed. Slipping away, he resolved to scrub the memory from his brain.
Later that morning, Salazar approached him, "Did you hear anything odd last night, Godric?"
Hear, see, smell. Godric just glared at Salazar and exclaimed, "Did I really see you with a snake, Salazar?"
Title: Inappropriate
House: Gryffindor
Rating: R (language and sex, sort of)
Characters: Aberforth, two unnamed students
Challenge: Exclamations
Word Count: 100
A/N: Last one. It had to be done.
"Did you know Dumbledore's brother slept with goats?" Aberforth tried to ignore the students nattering at the bar, hard to do when they were both talking at the top of their lungs.
The girl looked askance, "You're kidding!"
With a grin, he crossed his heart, "No, really, I swear on my life."
Looking skeptical, she replied, "You can't possibly be serious."
He dropped his smile and promised, "I have never been more serious in my life."
As Aberforth sidled away from the children, he sighed, "You practice inappropriate charms on one sheep and you are branded a goat fucker forever."