Ficlet: Safe | DCU | Roy, Lian, Zatanna | PG | 1/1
Safe | Roy Harper, Lian Harper, Zatanna | PG | 504 w
Summary: Zatanna offers a special service to Roy when he and Lian move into a new place.
Disclaimer: DC and WB own it all. I own nothing. Darnit.
Author's Note: Wrote this last night on the fly for bradygirl_12, in light of the two recent incidences where someone threw a rock through her front window. *hugs her tight*
Safe
When Roy moved with his baby girl into a new place a year after he'd joined the League, he was surprised that Zee offered to add a special enchantment to the apartment, in light of the knowledge that even the League's best security hadn't been enough to stop Jean Loring from killing one of their own. Never one to scoff when the mystical arts were involved, Roy accepted the offer wholeheartedly.
So it went, that on the first night in the new apartment, Zatanna prepared a special incense from surprisingly simple ingredients in the Harper kitchen, chanting over it as she combined the herbs and lit them in a censer. Roy and Lian watched in awed silence as she spoke her incantation - forward and in a rhythmic chant that she'd explained held truer magick than her usual spells ever did. Moving around the inner perimeter of the home, she marked the doorways, windows, faucets, and electrical and phone outlets with air-drawn pentagrams.
"Spirit of Air, hide this abode in the graying mists from those who would mean harm. Spirit of Fire, let their fingers burn and itch, their minds sting with the pain they would inflict. Spirit of Water, fill their hearts with guilt, wash away their mal intent, leave their eyes open to other options. Spirit of Earth, let them tread heavy with each misstep, block their path with the stone of the Mountain. Spirit of the Sun, cast your light upon their souls, let them see the Truth. Spirit of the Moon, cast their evil into shadow and strip it from their beings.
"Spirits All, protect this family, and all who reside here. Let no harm come to them. Let them live in peace. Let them live in harmony. Let no strife or want or pain exist within this space. Let this house be a home. Whole. Safe. Protected.
"This circle of protection is my Word and Deed. As my Will, So Mote It Be."
Without any prompting, Roy and Lian echoed her words, "So Mote It Be," and a tingling shiver traveled down Roy's spine. He couldn't explain it, but the apartment felt different. Like an invisible barrier had been erected, that couldn't be broken without their consent.
Thanking Zee for her enchantment when she was completely finished and had cleaned up her supplies, Roy saw her to the door, Lian trailing behind. "Will you come visit, Miss Zatanna?" the little girl asked, clutching her father's pants leg.
"Absolutely," Zee grinned, tousling Lian's hair. When she straightened, she clasped Roy's hand in both of hers. "Take care, Roy. Be safe."
"I will. And thank you, again. This is..." he shook his head.
"You're welcome," she smiled back, and with a last look at Lian, her eyes twinkling with magick, she was gone.
A while later, when the littlest Harper was tucked into bed and the last of the lights were turned off, Roy realized he felt safer than he had in years. And it was a really good feeling.
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Summary: Zatanna offers a special service to Roy when he and Lian move into a new place.
Disclaimer: DC and WB own it all. I own nothing. Darnit.
Author's Note: Wrote this last night on the fly for bradygirl_12, in light of the two recent incidences where someone threw a rock through her front window. *hugs her tight*
Safe
When Roy moved with his baby girl into a new place a year after he'd joined the League, he was surprised that Zee offered to add a special enchantment to the apartment, in light of the knowledge that even the League's best security hadn't been enough to stop Jean Loring from killing one of their own. Never one to scoff when the mystical arts were involved, Roy accepted the offer wholeheartedly.
So it went, that on the first night in the new apartment, Zatanna prepared a special incense from surprisingly simple ingredients in the Harper kitchen, chanting over it as she combined the herbs and lit them in a censer. Roy and Lian watched in awed silence as she spoke her incantation - forward and in a rhythmic chant that she'd explained held truer magick than her usual spells ever did. Moving around the inner perimeter of the home, she marked the doorways, windows, faucets, and electrical and phone outlets with air-drawn pentagrams.
"Spirit of Air, hide this abode in the graying mists from those who would mean harm. Spirit of Fire, let their fingers burn and itch, their minds sting with the pain they would inflict. Spirit of Water, fill their hearts with guilt, wash away their mal intent, leave their eyes open to other options. Spirit of Earth, let them tread heavy with each misstep, block their path with the stone of the Mountain. Spirit of the Sun, cast your light upon their souls, let them see the Truth. Spirit of the Moon, cast their evil into shadow and strip it from their beings.
"Spirits All, protect this family, and all who reside here. Let no harm come to them. Let them live in peace. Let them live in harmony. Let no strife or want or pain exist within this space. Let this house be a home. Whole. Safe. Protected.
"This circle of protection is my Word and Deed. As my Will, So Mote It Be."
Without any prompting, Roy and Lian echoed her words, "So Mote It Be," and a tingling shiver traveled down Roy's spine. He couldn't explain it, but the apartment felt different. Like an invisible barrier had been erected, that couldn't be broken without their consent.
Thanking Zee for her enchantment when she was completely finished and had cleaned up her supplies, Roy saw her to the door, Lian trailing behind. "Will you come visit, Miss Zatanna?" the little girl asked, clutching her father's pants leg.
"Absolutely," Zee grinned, tousling Lian's hair. When she straightened, she clasped Roy's hand in both of hers. "Take care, Roy. Be safe."
"I will. And thank you, again. This is..." he shook his head.
"You're welcome," she smiled back, and with a last look at Lian, her eyes twinkling with magick, she was gone.
A while later, when the littlest Harper was tucked into bed and the last of the lights were turned off, Roy realized he felt safer than he had in years. And it was a really good feeling.
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