An Eye on the Weather & HIstory Repeats Itself (prompt: Sunlit Days)
Title: An Eye on the Weather
Author&Rating: Loonynamelass, PG
Prompt: Sunlit Days
Word Count: 100
Notes: Deathly Hallows, Scholastic ed. pages 435-438 were referenced.
A six week stretch of boredom… nostalgic bliss. January had been rainy and unpleasant. But now, there is nothing to distinguish February through March 1997 from May through June 1996.
“Want to switch, mate?” Ron asks, fruitlessly. Harry’d been opting to take watch since the Lovegood save. To escape their “obsession” on Horcruxes and muse ‘bout Hallows, Ron reckons. Shaking his head, he returns to the tent, to Horcruxes and Hermione.
Harry knew that Ron thought this, but also that he’d never be corrected. Chin on palm, he stared into sunlit days, remembering six weeks that made these worth it.
Title: History Repeats Itself (the Sequel)
Author&Rating: Loonynamelass, PG
Prompt: Sunlit Days
Word Count: 100
Notes: The companion piece to Weather Reports. I wrote them in a row, inspired by the other. Can most definitely stand alone, of course.
May second, Ginny murmured, her hands running through hair messier than she’d remembered. Centimeters from her soft mouth, he heard her, hung to her words like rope.
Harry checked his watch.
Yes, Ginny confirmed. Eight days later, a year ago, we kissed.
I know, Harry said. If they blinked, they eyelashes would’ve tangled. Where were his glasses? The dormitory, before he’d napped? Thrown off in the embraces and handshakes after Voldemort dropped? It didn’t matter. He would always see her perfectly. True love and sunlit days, he remarked. Just like last time.
“You’d better not ditch me this time around.”
Author&Rating: Loonynamelass, PG
Prompt: Sunlit Days
Word Count: 100
Notes: Deathly Hallows, Scholastic ed. pages 435-438 were referenced.
A six week stretch of boredom… nostalgic bliss. January had been rainy and unpleasant. But now, there is nothing to distinguish February through March 1997 from May through June 1996.
“Want to switch, mate?” Ron asks, fruitlessly. Harry’d been opting to take watch since the Lovegood save. To escape their “obsession” on Horcruxes and muse ‘bout Hallows, Ron reckons. Shaking his head, he returns to the tent, to Horcruxes and Hermione.
Harry knew that Ron thought this, but also that he’d never be corrected. Chin on palm, he stared into sunlit days, remembering six weeks that made these worth it.
Title: History Repeats Itself (the Sequel)
Author&Rating: Loonynamelass, PG
Prompt: Sunlit Days
Word Count: 100
Notes: The companion piece to Weather Reports. I wrote them in a row, inspired by the other. Can most definitely stand alone, of course.
May second, Ginny murmured, her hands running through hair messier than she’d remembered. Centimeters from her soft mouth, he heard her, hung to her words like rope.
Harry checked his watch.
Yes, Ginny confirmed. Eight days later, a year ago, we kissed.
I know, Harry said. If they blinked, they eyelashes would’ve tangled. Where were his glasses? The dormitory, before he’d napped? Thrown off in the embraces and handshakes after Voldemort dropped? It didn’t matter. He would always see her perfectly. True love and sunlit days, he remarked. Just like last time.
“You’d better not ditch me this time around.”