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ETA: MUCH thanks to knightmare for betaing these monsters! Thank you!
I didn't update this long!? Oh, umm.. Well, now you know that I'm not dead. I was rather busy managing my beauty salon, a restaurant and a ..okay I'll just stop now. Just know that I'm really busy. Busy playing the Sims2 that is. >.>
So, I present you a batch of drabbles (yes, again), because I feel like practising. English is so hard... Why must there be so many tenses? Why? meh
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1. Pygmalion
MWPP era -:- GEN -:- James, Harry
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I was not, by any means, a humble man. I could be arrogant, prideful of my ancient lineage and personal accomplishments, but right now, I bowed down to the wonder of creation.
Snuggled tightly into my arms was a small, miraculous bundle of a newborn child. So fragile and tiny, and perfect. My son. He was only minutes old, yet already he was shining with potential. His bright eyes, so compelling and so, so beautiful, stared into mine. And at that moment, I just knew that the world was going to revolve around Harry. My Harry, my precious little son.
((I REALLY wanted to write Pottercest using the 'theme' of Pygmalion (the myth, not the play, BTW), but it turned out this way. :/
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2. ???
MWPP era -:- G -:- James/Severus?
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Severus, face ugly with infuriation, stared distastefully at the roses James Potter had sent him, unwilling to bend, or pardon the insufferable git who’d attempted to injure him so.
After so many years of the humiliation and rivalry that James had made him endure, what could he possibly want? James’ arrogance, already far greater than any mortal’s, was boundless, if he thought that simple roses would sway Severus. What was the purpose of this; another attempt to make him forgive Black's unforgivable recklessness?
His eyes darkened; Severus abruptly stood and stomped down the corridor. He had a confrontation to make.
((You ask why roses? Because I just read a fluffy fic in which Snape sent Harry red roses as a courting gift. *shudders* And I hate this drabble. I think I really can’t write Snape. :(
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3. ???
after book 5 -:- PG -:- Sirius/Remus and Remus/Harry?
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I did not deserve forgiveness, Sirius. I’ve defiled my memories of you by slowly falling for Harry, but you had to understand. You had to know what it was like; living with him every day, seeing him grow, his beauty increasing, becoming close to me, but ever unreachable.
It was fast becoming my obsession.
When I saw him, I didn't think of him as James' son. In truth, I couldn't think of anything when those eyes looked at me. I was helpless under his intense gaze. I fear that I wanted to keep falling.
I did not deserve forgiveness, Sirius.
((Still playing with Remus here, but hell, I like Remus suffering being this way about Harry.
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4. ???
??? -:- PG -:- Remus/Harry
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A cool breeze greeted him as Harry opened his eyes. Looking through the open window and realising that it was still dark outside, he sighed and snuggled even closer to the warm body spooning up behind him. When the arm holding him tightened slightly in a possessive manner, Harry smiled.
((Inspired by blue_onion's gorgeous fanart. You should see it if you hadn't done that already.
I didn't update this long!? Oh, umm.. Well, now you know that I'm not dead. I was rather busy managing my beauty salon, a restaurant and a ..okay I'll just stop now. Just know that I'm really busy. Busy playing the Sims2 that is. >.>
So, I present you a batch of drabbles (yes, again), because I feel like practising. English is so hard... Why must there be so many tenses? Why? meh
--
1. Pygmalion
MWPP era -:- GEN -:- James, Harry
--
I was not, by any means, a humble man. I could be arrogant, prideful of my ancient lineage and personal accomplishments, but right now, I bowed down to the wonder of creation.
Snuggled tightly into my arms was a small, miraculous bundle of a newborn child. So fragile and tiny, and perfect. My son. He was only minutes old, yet already he was shining with potential. His bright eyes, so compelling and so, so beautiful, stared into mine. And at that moment, I just knew that the world was going to revolve around Harry. My Harry, my precious little son.
((I REALLY wanted to write Pottercest using the 'theme' of Pygmalion (the myth, not the play, BTW), but it turned out this way. :/
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2. ???
MWPP era -:- G -:- James/Severus?
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Severus, face ugly with infuriation, stared distastefully at the roses James Potter had sent him, unwilling to bend, or pardon the insufferable git who’d attempted to injure him so.
After so many years of the humiliation and rivalry that James had made him endure, what could he possibly want? James’ arrogance, already far greater than any mortal’s, was boundless, if he thought that simple roses would sway Severus. What was the purpose of this; another attempt to make him forgive Black's unforgivable recklessness?
His eyes darkened; Severus abruptly stood and stomped down the corridor. He had a confrontation to make.
((You ask why roses? Because I just read a fluffy fic in which Snape sent Harry red roses as a courting gift. *shudders* And I hate this drabble. I think I really can’t write Snape. :(
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3. ???
after book 5 -:- PG -:- Sirius/Remus and Remus/Harry?
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I did not deserve forgiveness, Sirius. I’ve defiled my memories of you by slowly falling for Harry, but you had to understand. You had to know what it was like; living with him every day, seeing him grow, his beauty increasing, becoming close to me, but ever unreachable.
It was fast becoming my obsession.
When I saw him, I didn't think of him as James' son. In truth, I couldn't think of anything when those eyes looked at me. I was helpless under his intense gaze. I fear that I wanted to keep falling.
I did not deserve forgiveness, Sirius.
((Still playing with Remus here, but hell, I like Remus suffering being this way about Harry.
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4. ???
??? -:- PG -:- Remus/Harry
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A cool breeze greeted him as Harry opened his eyes. Looking through the open window and realising that it was still dark outside, he sighed and snuggled even closer to the warm body spooning up behind him. When the arm holding him tightened slightly in a possessive manner, Harry smiled.
((Inspired by blue_onion's gorgeous fanart. You should see it if you hadn't done that already.