Title: Stolen Time
Rating: PG(-13)
Pairing: R/S, Sirius's POV
Era: post-Hogwarts
Word count: 357
Disclaimer: I disclaim.
A/N: Funny. I was supposed to be writing some nice sweet Christmassy fluff. Not something like this. And I'm positively uncertain about this. Is it overdramatic? Artificial? Any feedback will be treasured.

Stolen Time

In this stolen time ( Read more... )

Title: Grey
Rating: G
Characters: Remus, Sirius
Word count: 372
Disclaimer: I disclaim.
A/N: Finally. This fic was starting to burn my computer. Inspired months ago by my favourite His Face Shines in the Gloom of My Parents’ House by
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Title: Nightly Light
Rating: PG(-13?)
Pairing: R/S
Word count: 417
Disclaimer: I disclaim.

Nightly Light

He has never realised before how skin could look in the nightly light, filtered by the thin bluish curtains. He reaches out a tentative hand and runs over the smooth surface with his index finger, then looks at the finger tip to see if there are any ( Read more... )

Sometime in June I heard that I give my poems very good titles. The next day I wrote the following piece. It took me a few hours to find any title at all.

I am not sure in how much R/S was on my mind when I was writing this poem. Certainly I wasn't free from their presence.

FOUNDATIONS

There are no truths we could share,
so we let the night conceal the ( Read more... )

If I remember correctly, this fic was inspired by a wonderful story by Vixenette, namely "Deep". It was then that I discovered the great potential of stories dealing with some version of unrequited R/S love.

Title: A Prank
Rating: PG
Characters: SB, RL
Word count: 604
Disclaimer: I disclaim.

A Prank

In their tiny flat it was impossible to keep the smells ( Read more... )

“Bittersweet” was only the second poem written entirely from somebody else’s perspective - in this case from Remus’s. Before that, even though I referred to feelings I shouldn’t have experienced, I presented them as my own, they became my own. In this poem, I let myself become somebody else.

BITTERSWEET

When you fell,
our dreams you left to me
and I’ ( Read more... )

First was the poem, in April. Nearly two months later I looked at it and thought I could try to write the same thing in prose. Now I think the fic is much better than the poem, perhaps because paradoxically it's more poetic.

EDIT: December 15th, 2006
My precious magda2em drew a picture to illustrate the fic. You can find it here:


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