Harry Potter } One May Morning
Word Count: 280
Genre: Romance, Fluff.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Ships?: Penelope/Justin
Characters: Justin Finch-Fletchly and Penelope Clearwater.
→Cameos: Madam Pomfrey.
Rating: G.
Spoilers: Chamber of Secrets - Chapter 18
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any related characters. This was written out of enjoyment of the series, and no profit is being made.
Notes: Done for chimbomba at pinkceptional's Multifandom Drabble Request Meme!
Takes place after the Basilisk's victims are cured.
Justin Finch-Fletchly makes a friend in the hospital wing.
One May Morning
He is understandably stiff, having just had the Mandrake potion forced down his stone esophagus. Madam Pomfrey has sat him up on big down-filled pillows in a chair by the window. His body still feels odd, and he waits for the sunlight pouring in to crack back and peel away his skin like dried mud.
A Ravenclaw girl, much older than him, is trying out a pair of crutches, getting used to walking again. They both spot Madam Pomfrey watching as she starts her fourth lap of the hall and ruffle a few feathers. The girl limps over quickly to sit in the chair next to him.
“That was a close one, eh?” she giggles at him, and he recognizes her as Penelope Clearwater, the pretty girl prefect who’s dating the Gryffindor one. “Sometimes I wonder if Madam Pomfrey is just keeping us here to make sure she never has to fix anyone ever again.”
He doesn’t know what to say. Being a twelve-year-old boy tends to tie knots in your tongue when girls four years older than you start talking. To you. Around you. About you. Even his older cousin who would pinch his cheeks sometimes left him the quiet little Fletchly.
“Sorry, if I’m bothering you, by the way. I think I just need a friend right now.” She frowns thoughtfully out the window. “It’s weird, isn’t it? Sometimes I want to think that the whole thing with the... the basilisk... I want to believe it was all a lie.”
He blushes with all his Hufflepuff might and says, “My name’s Justin.”
She smiles back again, a prefect and a pretty Ravenclaw and a sixteen-year-old girl. “I’m Penelope.”
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Genre: Romance, Fluff.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Ships?: Penelope/Justin
Characters: Justin Finch-Fletchly and Penelope Clearwater.
→Cameos: Madam Pomfrey.
Rating: G.
Spoilers: Chamber of Secrets - Chapter 18
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any related characters. This was written out of enjoyment of the series, and no profit is being made.
Notes: Done for chimbomba at pinkceptional's Multifandom Drabble Request Meme!
Takes place after the Basilisk's victims are cured.
Justin Finch-Fletchly makes a friend in the hospital wing.
One May Morning
He is understandably stiff, having just had the Mandrake potion forced down his stone esophagus. Madam Pomfrey has sat him up on big down-filled pillows in a chair by the window. His body still feels odd, and he waits for the sunlight pouring in to crack back and peel away his skin like dried mud.
A Ravenclaw girl, much older than him, is trying out a pair of crutches, getting used to walking again. They both spot Madam Pomfrey watching as she starts her fourth lap of the hall and ruffle a few feathers. The girl limps over quickly to sit in the chair next to him.
“That was a close one, eh?” she giggles at him, and he recognizes her as Penelope Clearwater, the pretty girl prefect who’s dating the Gryffindor one. “Sometimes I wonder if Madam Pomfrey is just keeping us here to make sure she never has to fix anyone ever again.”
He doesn’t know what to say. Being a twelve-year-old boy tends to tie knots in your tongue when girls four years older than you start talking. To you. Around you. About you. Even his older cousin who would pinch his cheeks sometimes left him the quiet little Fletchly.
“Sorry, if I’m bothering you, by the way. I think I just need a friend right now.” She frowns thoughtfully out the window. “It’s weird, isn’t it? Sometimes I want to think that the whole thing with the... the basilisk... I want to believe it was all a lie.”
He blushes with all his Hufflepuff might and says, “My name’s Justin.”
She smiles back again, a prefect and a pretty Ravenclaw and a sixteen-year-old girl. “I’m Penelope.”
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