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daegaer: The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character (from one of my usual fandoms). Original fic is also allowed--you can toss names, photos, descriptions of personalities at me--with the provision that none of the characters be from any works in progress. In return, those ten people have to post
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Remus found the perfect gift for Sirius!
Thaaaaank you hun! I love it!
xoxo
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"Come here, my dear." The voice was velvet-soft but commanding. Rose didn't even think of disobeying.
"Here I am," she said, walking over to the man. He looked oddly diabolical-black hair, a Van Dyke beard, and a chilling smile-but she was distracted by his clothes. He had a lacy mini-ruff about his neck, and some sort of black medieval outfit which wouldn't have looked out of place on a man playing Hamlet.
He had to be going to a fancy dress party-even though she couldn't picture him going to any parties here in South London. His accent was all wrong. More to the point, he didn't look a bit insecure or out of place, despite how he was dressed. I am in style, his bearing said. It is the rest of you that are out of fashion."You are Rose Tyler ( ... )
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If so, I'd love a scene between Peter and Remus somewhere between book 6 and 7.
I'm still erked at the lost potential in canon
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Epistle to the Last Marauder
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*points to icon*
the harry and the john, please?
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Each man's friends will tell you that they cannot stand each other, that they cannot set foot in the same room without the air crackling with sarcasm--and more than sarcasm, for the wizard has a hard time keeping his temper when the don is around, and the air grows hot as if it were about to catch fire. They vivisect each other with words as their friends urge them to stay apart, not to fight, that they have enough enemies ( ... )
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And thank you! I'm glad you found it lovely!
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I like things with inherent powers, like telepathy, empathy...things that just happen, like the five "real" senses.
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Let me just get this over with right now. I'm a telepath. And I bet I know what you're going to say next.
Oh, not because I'm reading your mind. It's just people have two basic reactions to telepathy, and I've been seeing both of them for about seventeen years or so. The first reaction is a cringe and a backstep, followed by a sidelong glance that says: Is she reading my mind now? What does she know about me? Does she know everything? God, how do I even talk to someone who knows exactly what I'm going to say before I say it? It's as formal and polished as any dance. My grandmother calls it the Mental Magic Minuet, even though I've told her over and over that telepathy isn't magic and never has been. She says, "I prefer alliteration to accuracy, 'Tavia."
The second reaction is a bright toothpaste smile-sometimes sincere, most times not-followed by, "That's great! Oh, I wish I were a telepath!" And then there's usually ( ... )
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