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FIC: Rising from Embers - Timestamp Meme (L/J)
Title: Timestamp Meme for angela_147, from Rising from Embers
Author: shiiki
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Lily Evans/James Potter
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 337
Summary: Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.
Request by angela_147: Rising from Embers, Lily and James in the kitchens (a missing moment between chapters 7 and 8).
Notes: Pre-DH and A/U now.
He wasn’t sure how things had turned out so neatly, but James wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He had Lily by his side, following him through the corridors as he led the way to the kitchens, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to do anything to spoil this.
‘Put your hand there,’ he instructed her, indicating the painting of the fruit that was the entrance to the kitchens.
‘Where - here?’ Lily placed her palm on the painted basket.
‘Well, just a finger, actually.’ He moved her hand to the pear in the picture, feeling a thrill at his own daring. ‘Tickle it.’
Lily did so, and gasped with delight as the door handle materialised.
‘You’d have thought I’d be used to things like that by now,’ she said, half-apologetically, ‘but magic just keeps astounding me.’
James thought it was cute. He wished she didn’t feel a need to apologise for it. Damn those pure-blood fanatics - but this wasn’t the time to think about that.
Lily stepped through the door. ‘I’d better not ask just how you found that secret entrance. I’m starting to think I know a bit too much for my own good already.’
James grinned at this. ‘Oh, but you know you’re just dying to know!’ He stepped after her, closing the door behind him, and was immediately surrounded by house-elves.
‘Mr Potter, sir!’ The elves knew him by now. ‘What can we get you today?’
‘Two … er - pumpkin juice all right?’ He glanced at Lily.
‘Actually, if it isn’t too much trouble, could I have hot chocolate please?’
‘Certainly, miss!’
James, accustomed to the quick service of the Hogwarts house-elves, didn’t bat an eyelash when their drinks came zooming up to them on silver trays almost instantly. Lily, however, was amazed.
‘Are they always this fast?
‘Always. Can’t beat a house-elf for service!’ He knew they’d revel in the compliment. ‘Well, then.’ He held his glass up. ‘Cheers!’
Lily raised her mug to his, grinning. ‘Merry Christmas!’
Author: shiiki
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Lily Evans/James Potter
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 337
Summary: Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.
Request by angela_147: Rising from Embers, Lily and James in the kitchens (a missing moment between chapters 7 and 8).
Notes: Pre-DH and A/U now.
He wasn’t sure how things had turned out so neatly, but James wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He had Lily by his side, following him through the corridors as he led the way to the kitchens, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to do anything to spoil this.
‘Put your hand there,’ he instructed her, indicating the painting of the fruit that was the entrance to the kitchens.
‘Where - here?’ Lily placed her palm on the painted basket.
‘Well, just a finger, actually.’ He moved her hand to the pear in the picture, feeling a thrill at his own daring. ‘Tickle it.’
Lily did so, and gasped with delight as the door handle materialised.
‘You’d have thought I’d be used to things like that by now,’ she said, half-apologetically, ‘but magic just keeps astounding me.’
James thought it was cute. He wished she didn’t feel a need to apologise for it. Damn those pure-blood fanatics - but this wasn’t the time to think about that.
Lily stepped through the door. ‘I’d better not ask just how you found that secret entrance. I’m starting to think I know a bit too much for my own good already.’
James grinned at this. ‘Oh, but you know you’re just dying to know!’ He stepped after her, closing the door behind him, and was immediately surrounded by house-elves.
‘Mr Potter, sir!’ The elves knew him by now. ‘What can we get you today?’
‘Two … er - pumpkin juice all right?’ He glanced at Lily.
‘Actually, if it isn’t too much trouble, could I have hot chocolate please?’
‘Certainly, miss!’
James, accustomed to the quick service of the Hogwarts house-elves, didn’t bat an eyelash when their drinks came zooming up to them on silver trays almost instantly. Lily, however, was amazed.
‘Are they always this fast?
‘Always. Can’t beat a house-elf for service!’ He knew they’d revel in the compliment. ‘Well, then.’ He held his glass up. ‘Cheers!’
Lily raised her mug to his, grinning. ‘Merry Christmas!’