A ficlet involving the other canonical older brother.

“Harry.  Who was that man you brought home last night?”

He had slept most of the morning.  I had been up for hours before I finally heard his feet on the floorboards; I had made my unpleasant discoveries and left before he could come down.  I wanted to talk to him, to speak with him soberly ( Read more... )

My SO and I just returned from a couple nights' journey to the Great North, partly business and partly Shopping.  For God's sake, I spent $600 on HATS.  Cool hats, admittedly, including a nice new bowler and a fur felt topper for Him, but what was I thinking?  (I was thinking I needed new hats, and I was right.  Wasn't thinking about affording them ( Read more... )