Mischief (Janet Fraiser/Elizabeth Weir) [PG-13]
Title: Mischief
Author: havocthecat
Pairing: Janet Fraiser/Elizabeth Weir
Rating: PG-13
Recipient: medie
Author's Notes: I wrote three fics, one for each prompt. (I AM CRAZY; WE KNEW THAT.) Medie? You have to stop giving prompts that are perfect for me. :) Or you have to stop giving me prompts I can't decide between. Seriously. You get one ficlet per prompt, because I can't decide. Thank you to amitee for betareading, and angelqueen04 helped me come up with a title for the second fic. Also, thanks go to irony_rocks for plot idea bouncing.
Part 1: Mischief
Story 1 Fandom: Salem AU: http://medie.livejournal.com/1280408.html (Potterverse. Link goes to a five things fic, AU appears in the third one. Elizabeth running Salem Witches' Institute)
Story 1 Character/Pairing: Janet/Elizabeth
Story 1 Request: sex always good, but just life at the school? Dealing with young troublesome witches?
***
"Jennifer, Cassandra, and Dawn are in the library together," said Janet, coming into Elizabeth's office and perching on the edge of the chair in front of Elizabeth's desk. "They're in the restricted section. Giggling."
Elizabeth set her quill down and raised one eyebrow as she looked at Janet. "Sometimes ignorance is bliss, Janet," she said. "I think this might be one of those times."
"It's an extra credit project for Laura's Potions class," said Janet. "Or that's what Kate said they'd given her a note for."
"Kate's not that gullible, is she?" asked Elizabeth curiously. She leaned back in her seat slowly.
"Far from it." Janet smiled tightly. "After their free period, they're going to Defense Against the Dark Arts, and John will try to charm their latest prank out of them."
"Think it'll work?" asked Elizabeth.
"All the girls in this school have a crush on him," said Janet. "He'll flirt a bit, hopefully find out what it is, and then we'll ask Ronon to come over and eat dinner in the main hall."
"Which means that if they don't tell us the truth, we'll have an Auror on hand to deal with the inevitable explosions," said Elizabeth. "Nicely handled."
"One of the trio of troublemakers is my daughter," said Janet. She smiled wryly. "Besides, Teyla was in the library chatting with Kate when I walked in. Half the plans were hers."
"I'm surprised this school even needs a headmistress to run it," said Elizabeth, amused. "Tell me, Janet, do I make a good figurehead?"
"Well, you've got a good figure," said Janet. She snickered. "I hate to think what would happen to the first person who thought you were useless."
"I don't," said Elizabeth. "In fact, I take great pleasure in thinking about the look of surprise on the face of whoever that person happens to be."
"I see." Janet smiled. "And whom do you think the next person you're going to surprise is."
"I don't see our Muggle Studies professor being long for the Salem Academy," said Elizabeth.
"Christopher Kavanagh is only holding out to see if he can get the Arithmancy job from Rodney." Janet snorted. "Who has a death grip on it, might I add."
"Yes, I know," said Elizabeth. "We've been discussing next year's budget."
"Already?" Janet raised her eyebrows and looked at Elizabeth. "I want to discuss next year's budget."
"I think that will have to wait," said Elizabeth, nodding firmly.
"Until?" asked Janet.
"Your daughter and her friends won't be making mischief for several hours, at least," said Elizabeth. She picked her wand up off her desk and flicked it at the door, which locked with a soft click.
"This is true," conceded Janet.
Elizabeth flicked her wand again, and Janet's chair scooted back. "Let's see if we can do something to break you out of that military discipline you've become so fond of lately."
"Sounds like fun," said Janet, her voice a lazy drawl. She leaned slowly back in her chair. "Come here and remind me what it's like not to be a soldier."
--end--
Author: havocthecat
Pairing: Janet Fraiser/Elizabeth Weir
Rating: PG-13
Recipient: medie
Author's Notes: I wrote three fics, one for each prompt. (I AM CRAZY; WE KNEW THAT.) Medie? You have to stop giving prompts that are perfect for me. :) Or you have to stop giving me prompts I can't decide between. Seriously. You get one ficlet per prompt, because I can't decide. Thank you to amitee for betareading, and angelqueen04 helped me come up with a title for the second fic. Also, thanks go to irony_rocks for plot idea bouncing.
Part 1: Mischief
Story 1 Fandom: Salem AU: http://medie.livejournal.com/1280408.html (Potterverse. Link goes to a five things fic, AU appears in the third one. Elizabeth running Salem Witches' Institute)
Story 1 Character/Pairing: Janet/Elizabeth
Story 1 Request: sex always good, but just life at the school? Dealing with young troublesome witches?
***
"Jennifer, Cassandra, and Dawn are in the library together," said Janet, coming into Elizabeth's office and perching on the edge of the chair in front of Elizabeth's desk. "They're in the restricted section. Giggling."
Elizabeth set her quill down and raised one eyebrow as she looked at Janet. "Sometimes ignorance is bliss, Janet," she said. "I think this might be one of those times."
"It's an extra credit project for Laura's Potions class," said Janet. "Or that's what Kate said they'd given her a note for."
"Kate's not that gullible, is she?" asked Elizabeth curiously. She leaned back in her seat slowly.
"Far from it." Janet smiled tightly. "After their free period, they're going to Defense Against the Dark Arts, and John will try to charm their latest prank out of them."
"Think it'll work?" asked Elizabeth.
"All the girls in this school have a crush on him," said Janet. "He'll flirt a bit, hopefully find out what it is, and then we'll ask Ronon to come over and eat dinner in the main hall."
"Which means that if they don't tell us the truth, we'll have an Auror on hand to deal with the inevitable explosions," said Elizabeth. "Nicely handled."
"One of the trio of troublemakers is my daughter," said Janet. She smiled wryly. "Besides, Teyla was in the library chatting with Kate when I walked in. Half the plans were hers."
"I'm surprised this school even needs a headmistress to run it," said Elizabeth, amused. "Tell me, Janet, do I make a good figurehead?"
"Well, you've got a good figure," said Janet. She snickered. "I hate to think what would happen to the first person who thought you were useless."
"I don't," said Elizabeth. "In fact, I take great pleasure in thinking about the look of surprise on the face of whoever that person happens to be."
"I see." Janet smiled. "And whom do you think the next person you're going to surprise is."
"I don't see our Muggle Studies professor being long for the Salem Academy," said Elizabeth.
"Christopher Kavanagh is only holding out to see if he can get the Arithmancy job from Rodney." Janet snorted. "Who has a death grip on it, might I add."
"Yes, I know," said Elizabeth. "We've been discussing next year's budget."
"Already?" Janet raised her eyebrows and looked at Elizabeth. "I want to discuss next year's budget."
"I think that will have to wait," said Elizabeth, nodding firmly.
"Until?" asked Janet.
"Your daughter and her friends won't be making mischief for several hours, at least," said Elizabeth. She picked her wand up off her desk and flicked it at the door, which locked with a soft click.
"This is true," conceded Janet.
Elizabeth flicked her wand again, and Janet's chair scooted back. "Let's see if we can do something to break you out of that military discipline you've become so fond of lately."
"Sounds like fun," said Janet, her voice a lazy drawl. She leaned slowly back in her chair. "Come here and remind me what it's like not to be a soldier."
--end--