Mirror Talk / War Paint / Among Other Things / In the Business of Secrets / Concealer
Title: Mirror Talk
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Katie; Viktor/Katie
Author's Notes: Post-Hogwarts. I ship this pairing so hard, and I swear I’m the only one on the interspace who does. It hurts. Con-crit appreciated and welcomed for all these drabbles and any I posted before!
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Katie hung back after Quidditch practice, watching the other Holyhead Harpies fuss over their faces and nails, screaming for combs and clips.
“Katie!” Griselda Groat rushed up to her, hair in disarray. “Oh God, it’s horrible! Please tell me you have blush! Angelina’s is cool and I need warm!”
Katie raised a questioning brow. “I don’t wear make-up.”
The other women all turned, distracted from the mirror by Katie’s befuddling claim. Stark silence ensued.
“WHAT?” exclaimed Griselda. “But… But… You’re dating Krum!” (A faint swooning sound was heard.)
Now it was Katie’s turned to be confused. “Um… He doesn’t either?”
Title: Among Other Things
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: George, Luna; George/Luna
Author's Notes: I can’t help it. They’re cute.
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George Weasley was so used to being ridiculous, he often forgot to be romantic. Even so, he was under the delusion that since most things seemed to fly right past Luna, she would miss this one as well. No such luck.
“It was my birthday, you know.”
George felt like he’d swallowed the Sahara. “Yesterday?”
“A month ago.” She stood and left.
The next day, George approached Luna with nothing but a small, empty cage.
“What is it?”
“Wrackspurt,” he told her. “Bugger got lodged in my thick head around this time last month.”
Luna smiled. “Well, that makes sense.”
Title: War Paint
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Kingsley Shacklebolt
Author's Notes: Slight DH spoilers. I love Kingsley so much. Not only does he have the most bad-ass name ever, he's just SO FULL OF AWESOME. Him and Hestia should get together. AW DANG. Now I have to write Kingsley/Hestia drabbles. JEEZE. I can only write so many drabbles for one prompt. TT___TT
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Even Muggles sensed the distant battle of Hogwarts, for the streets were vacant, and where they weren’t, death stood among the people, its skeletal hand at their throats. Outside was a world of silence and stagnancy, but inside any magical building the war raged higher and hotter than hellfire.
Kingsley dragged a calloused thumb across his cheek and smeared white paint into his skin: one for Albus Dumbledore. Another streak beneath his right eye; one for Alastor Moody.
He lifted his wand - ghostly pale redwood - and stepped into the Floo, where green ashes smoldered. And this for all the rest.
Title: In the Business of Secrets
House: Ravenclaw
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Unnamed (telling would ruin the surprise!), Rita Skeeter; Rita/??
Author's Notes: DUDE, DON’T ASK ABOUT THE PAIRING. I DON’T KNOW. I just figured this community could use some more wholesome crack pairings.
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Rita flipped absently through her mail, tossing bills on her desk, checks in her purse and fanmail in the trash. When she came upon a red envelope, she did a double take.
“Another Howler?” she mused, clucking her tongue. “Who from this time?”
Just then, the envelope split open and screamed, “RITA BLOODY SPAWN OF HELL SKEETER! YOU BEWITCHED ME AND WROTE ABOUT ME IN YOUR TAWDRY LITTLE COLLUMN! NOT ONLY THAT, YOU SLEPT WITH ME!” Rita blinked inquisitively. “HOW DO I KNOW? THE GREEN EYE-SHADOW SMEARED ON MY PILLOW WAS A SLIGHT TIP-OFF! YOU SHAMELESS - UGH! Sincerely, Horace Slughorn.”
Title: Concealer
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Bill Weasley, Fleur Delacour; Bill/Fleur
Author's Notes: Before the wedding. I imagine Bill to be a little self-conscious after coming out of the hospital, not quite wanting his co-workers to find out about his newfound affection for rare steaks. And apparently I was wrong: I CAN'T only write so many drabbles for one prompt. I just wrote seven more. xD I won't flood your f-lists, though. I'll post them tomorrow.
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Bill fidgeted under the bathroom light, back to the mirror. Contrary to the rest of Shell Cottage’s warm orange glow, the bulbs were harsh and blindingly white reflected off the floor tile.
Fleur dug through a drawer, rifling through neatly organized boxes and tubes that had never been significant or even consequential to Bill until now.
“I do not support zis.” She seemed to find what she was looking for. Popping open the compact, Fleur patted peach-pink powder over his scars. To ease him, she smiled and said playfully, “Though I do like putting make-up on someone else for once.”
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Katie; Viktor/Katie
Author's Notes: Post-Hogwarts. I ship this pairing so hard, and I swear I’m the only one on the interspace who does. It hurts. Con-crit appreciated and welcomed for all these drabbles and any I posted before!
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Katie hung back after Quidditch practice, watching the other Holyhead Harpies fuss over their faces and nails, screaming for combs and clips.
“Katie!” Griselda Groat rushed up to her, hair in disarray. “Oh God, it’s horrible! Please tell me you have blush! Angelina’s is cool and I need warm!”
Katie raised a questioning brow. “I don’t wear make-up.”
The other women all turned, distracted from the mirror by Katie’s befuddling claim. Stark silence ensued.
“WHAT?” exclaimed Griselda. “But… But… You’re dating Krum!” (A faint swooning sound was heard.)
Now it was Katie’s turned to be confused. “Um… He doesn’t either?”
Title: Among Other Things
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: George, Luna; George/Luna
Author's Notes: I can’t help it. They’re cute.
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George Weasley was so used to being ridiculous, he often forgot to be romantic. Even so, he was under the delusion that since most things seemed to fly right past Luna, she would miss this one as well. No such luck.
“It was my birthday, you know.”
George felt like he’d swallowed the Sahara. “Yesterday?”
“A month ago.” She stood and left.
The next day, George approached Luna with nothing but a small, empty cage.
“What is it?”
“Wrackspurt,” he told her. “Bugger got lodged in my thick head around this time last month.”
Luna smiled. “Well, that makes sense.”
Title: War Paint
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Kingsley Shacklebolt
Author's Notes: Slight DH spoilers. I love Kingsley so much. Not only does he have the most bad-ass name ever, he's just SO FULL OF AWESOME. Him and Hestia should get together. AW DANG. Now I have to write Kingsley/Hestia drabbles. JEEZE. I can only write so many drabbles for one prompt. TT___TT
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Even Muggles sensed the distant battle of Hogwarts, for the streets were vacant, and where they weren’t, death stood among the people, its skeletal hand at their throats. Outside was a world of silence and stagnancy, but inside any magical building the war raged higher and hotter than hellfire.
Kingsley dragged a calloused thumb across his cheek and smeared white paint into his skin: one for Albus Dumbledore. Another streak beneath his right eye; one for Alastor Moody.
He lifted his wand - ghostly pale redwood - and stepped into the Floo, where green ashes smoldered. And this for all the rest.
Title: In the Business of Secrets
House: Ravenclaw
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Unnamed (telling would ruin the surprise!), Rita Skeeter; Rita/??
Author's Notes: DUDE, DON’T ASK ABOUT THE PAIRING. I DON’T KNOW. I just figured this community could use some more wholesome crack pairings.
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Rita flipped absently through her mail, tossing bills on her desk, checks in her purse and fanmail in the trash. When she came upon a red envelope, she did a double take.
“Another Howler?” she mused, clucking her tongue. “Who from this time?”
Just then, the envelope split open and screamed, “RITA BLOODY SPAWN OF HELL SKEETER! YOU BEWITCHED ME AND WROTE ABOUT ME IN YOUR TAWDRY LITTLE COLLUMN! NOT ONLY THAT, YOU SLEPT WITH ME!” Rita blinked inquisitively. “HOW DO I KNOW? THE GREEN EYE-SHADOW SMEARED ON MY PILLOW WAS A SLIGHT TIP-OFF! YOU SHAMELESS - UGH! Sincerely, Horace Slughorn.”
Title: Concealer
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Bill Weasley, Fleur Delacour; Bill/Fleur
Author's Notes: Before the wedding. I imagine Bill to be a little self-conscious after coming out of the hospital, not quite wanting his co-workers to find out about his newfound affection for rare steaks. And apparently I was wrong: I CAN'T only write so many drabbles for one prompt. I just wrote seven more. xD I won't flood your f-lists, though. I'll post them tomorrow.
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Bill fidgeted under the bathroom light, back to the mirror. Contrary to the rest of Shell Cottage’s warm orange glow, the bulbs were harsh and blindingly white reflected off the floor tile.
Fleur dug through a drawer, rifling through neatly organized boxes and tubes that had never been significant or even consequential to Bill until now.
“I do not support zis.” She seemed to find what she was looking for. Popping open the compact, Fleur patted peach-pink powder over his scars. To ease him, she smiled and said playfully, “Though I do like putting make-up on someone else for once.”