1062: Strangers - Lorien, Daran
TITLE: Strangers
PERPETRATOR: HanyouRiyumi
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
FULL NAME: Lorien is the girl, Daran is her Stu brother.
SPECIES: Galadrim.
HAIR: They both have long black hair.
EYES: Lorien has topaz orange; Daran, sapphire blue.
MARKINGS: None.
POSSESSIONS: WINGS. WINGS THAT MATCH THEIR EYES.
ORIGIN: I know not, except they're the last of the Galadrim, and yet Harry uses the word "fairy." I don't think this is to speculate on sexual orientation.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: They go to Hogwarts.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: WINGS, PEOPLE. WINGS.
NOTES: I call troll. Seriously. The author has no profile and no other fics. But still, it's worth a read. Damn.
P.S. WINGS!
SAMPLE:Harry was startled, to say the least, when a small black cat raced into his and Ron Weasly’s compartment, and leaped into his lap. “Hey little fella. Where did you come from?” he said.
“I don’t know mate. You think he belongs to some one?” said Ron quickly hiding his rat, Scabbers, in his pocket. Just as Harry was about to reply, a girl rushed into their compartment. She had long black hair, and beautiful topaz eyes. She also had delicate orange wings sprouting from her back.
“Trist!” she said, picking up the kitten from Harry’s lap. “ I’m sorry. My cat jumped out of his basket. I’m Lorien, by the way. Who are you?”
Harry stared at her wings for a moment, then said, “ I’m Harry Potter, and this is Ron Weasly.”
“Pleasure to speak with you.” she said shaking both of their hands.
“Blimey!” said Ron. “You have real live wings!”
“Yeah, it’s a family trait.”
“Lorien! Where are you?” shouted Daran, who was currently dragging the bags down the hallway. “ I’m in here! “ she called, waving a hand to him.
“Who’s that?” asked Harry.
“My twin brother, Daran. Hey, can we sit with you? We can’t find any other compartment.”
“Sure!” said Harry enthusiastically. “We don’t mind.” “Yes!” he thought.” This pretty girl, well fairy, is going to sit with us!”
Lorien yawned. She was so tired. “Hey Harry?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I put my head in your lap? I had to wake up at 4:30 and I’m really tired.”
“Sure.” Lorien then lay down, here head resting in Harry’s lap. As she slept there, Harry couldn’t help but notice how pretty she was. Her wings were gracefully folded against her back and her breathing was deep and calm. Just as he was going to brush a hair out of her face, the train gave a lurch, and was off.
PERPETRATOR: HanyouRiyumi
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
FULL NAME: Lorien is the girl, Daran is her Stu brother.
SPECIES: Galadrim.
HAIR: They both have long black hair.
EYES: Lorien has topaz orange; Daran, sapphire blue.
MARKINGS: None.
POSSESSIONS: WINGS. WINGS THAT MATCH THEIR EYES.
ORIGIN: I know not, except they're the last of the Galadrim, and yet Harry uses the word "fairy." I don't think this is to speculate on sexual orientation.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: They go to Hogwarts.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: WINGS, PEOPLE. WINGS.
NOTES: I call troll. Seriously. The author has no profile and no other fics. But still, it's worth a read. Damn.
P.S. WINGS!
SAMPLE:Harry was startled, to say the least, when a small black cat raced into his and Ron Weasly’s compartment, and leaped into his lap. “Hey little fella. Where did you come from?” he said.
“I don’t know mate. You think he belongs to some one?” said Ron quickly hiding his rat, Scabbers, in his pocket. Just as Harry was about to reply, a girl rushed into their compartment. She had long black hair, and beautiful topaz eyes. She also had delicate orange wings sprouting from her back.
“Trist!” she said, picking up the kitten from Harry’s lap. “ I’m sorry. My cat jumped out of his basket. I’m Lorien, by the way. Who are you?”
Harry stared at her wings for a moment, then said, “ I’m Harry Potter, and this is Ron Weasly.”
“Pleasure to speak with you.” she said shaking both of their hands.
“Blimey!” said Ron. “You have real live wings!”
“Yeah, it’s a family trait.”
“Lorien! Where are you?” shouted Daran, who was currently dragging the bags down the hallway. “ I’m in here! “ she called, waving a hand to him.
“Who’s that?” asked Harry.
“My twin brother, Daran. Hey, can we sit with you? We can’t find any other compartment.”
“Sure!” said Harry enthusiastically. “We don’t mind.” “Yes!” he thought.” This pretty girl, well fairy, is going to sit with us!”
Lorien yawned. She was so tired. “Hey Harry?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I put my head in your lap? I had to wake up at 4:30 and I’m really tired.”
“Sure.” Lorien then lay down, here head resting in Harry’s lap. As she slept there, Harry couldn’t help but notice how pretty she was. Her wings were gracefully folded against her back and her breathing was deep and calm. Just as he was going to brush a hair out of her face, the train gave a lurch, and was off.