Christmas drabbles
I'm going home for Christmas soon, but I thought I'd post more drabbles first. (I need to write a really long fic soon, just to prove to myself that I can.)
All of these are more or less Christmas-related. I keep branching out, because I've written Lily/Snape for the first time, as well as the Marauders. 'Tis the season to experiment, it seems...
I hope you'll like them, and that you'll leave me a comment to tell me if you do, or simply to let me know that you're alive and well and ready for the holidays (which I assure you I am).
Twelve characters created by J.K. Rowling and one by me.
Ron Weasley/Draco Malfoy (PG-13)
Ron closed the Burrow's back door in what he hoped was a silent manner. 'What are you doing here, you git?'
'Even you should be able to make a guess, Weasley... And you would do well to leave out the insults.'
The others were all gathered in the living room, but it would be foolish to take any chances. He seized Malfoy's arm and dragged him around the corner, where they would not be seen from any of the windows.
'Are you mad?' Ron's teeth were chattering in the cold night. 'It's Christmas Eve!'
'You're so observant,' Malfoy sneered. 'Now, do you want your present or not? Make up your mind, because I don't intend to stay out here much longer.'
Shit. Ron thought for two seconds, then pulled out his wand to cast some protective Charms around them.
'Quickly, then!' he hissed, and Malfoy dropped to his knees.
Albus Dumbledore/Elphias Doge (PG-13)
'I'm really sorry,' Albus said, 'but you know that my presence is expected at Hogwarts during the meal.'
'Never mind,' Elphias sighed. 'I'll wait up for you, shall I?'
'That would be awfully nice.'
'I am awfully nice. Besides, you will make amends later.'
'Fair enough.' Albus tied a green and red scarf around his neck, then pulled on his gloves. 'What do I have to do?'
'Try bringing back some rare and exotic gift that you've payed for with your own blood,' Elphias suggested. 'A photograph of Severus Snape wearing a Father Christmas hat will do.'
'I'm afraid I can only do magic, not miracles... I'll wear the hat instead, if you like.'
'As long as you promise not to wear anything else,' said Elphias, kissing him. 'Now get out.'
The Marauders (G)
'To Harry.' Sirius raised his glass. 'May his first Christmas be a peaceful one!'
'To Harry,' they all repeated.
'Nice little bugger, isn't he?' said Sirius, looking fondly at the cradle where the baby lay fast asleep. 'I think I'd like one of those myself.'
Remus rolled his eyes, smiling.
Peter rose from the sofa and stretched. 'It's getting late...'
'You're not leaving, are you?' Lily asked, raising her head from where it had been resting on James' shoulder.
He said goodbye to each of them, then went outside to Apparate.
The Mark throbbed furiously on his arm. Peter rubbed it, glancing swiftly behind him. His friends were visible through the window, all of them looking happy, for once. He turned on the spot, trying to ignore the sudden sting in his eyes.
Lily Evans/Severus Snape (G)
Lily Evans' eyes are shining green, her smile is bright. 'What do you want for Christmas, Severus?'
'Nothing.'
'Nothing?' Her laughter is disbelieving; he savours it. 'That can't be true!'
It isn't, but what he wants cannot be spoken of; it is so marvelous and strange that it would scare her. He is not even sure what it is that he wants, only that he wants, so much, so fiercely... Sometimes his chest aches with it, as though his heart has grown too large for his body to hold.
There are no words for it, really.
'-and there'll be candy - lots of it! - and Tuney and I can stay up as long as we want to... don't you love Christmas too, Severus?'
He thinks of Eileen Snape stooping over the stove, scowling warily at her husband seated at the table nearby, bottle in hand. 'Yes,' he says, and then he goes on to tell her about the gifts he will get, and the way his parents will beam at him as the three of them gather around the Christmas tree that was magically lit by his mother.
All lies, and he doesn't care, as long as she will smile at him like that!
Gellert Grindelwald/OC (PG)
'Are you staying at school for Christmas, Grindelwald?'
Gellert looked up from his book. 'Yes, I am.'
The boy next to him looked vaguely familiar. Gellert had no idea of who he was, however.
'Oh, splendid!' A grin was breaking out on what's-his-name's face. 'I'm staying too... Maybe we could keep each other company?'
Aha.
Well, perhaps this would be a nice opportunity to try... This fellow was as well suited as any, and they were alone in the common room, after all...
Gellert's thoughtful expression seemed to encourage his admirer, for he moved closer on the sofa, his grin becoming positively seductive: 'I'm sure we could have a very good time -'
There was a flash and a shriek, and the next moment the boy was gone, a tiny chicken peeping pitifully where he had been seated.
'Yes, I'm sure we could,' Gellert muttered, turning back to Human Transfiguration.
Merry Christmas and happy holidays to all!
All of these are more or less Christmas-related. I keep branching out, because I've written Lily/Snape for the first time, as well as the Marauders. 'Tis the season to experiment, it seems...
I hope you'll like them, and that you'll leave me a comment to tell me if you do, or simply to let me know that you're alive and well and ready for the holidays (which I assure you I am).
Twelve characters created by J.K. Rowling and one by me.
Ron Weasley/Draco Malfoy (PG-13)
Ron closed the Burrow's back door in what he hoped was a silent manner. 'What are you doing here, you git?'
'Even you should be able to make a guess, Weasley... And you would do well to leave out the insults.'
The others were all gathered in the living room, but it would be foolish to take any chances. He seized Malfoy's arm and dragged him around the corner, where they would not be seen from any of the windows.
'Are you mad?' Ron's teeth were chattering in the cold night. 'It's Christmas Eve!'
'You're so observant,' Malfoy sneered. 'Now, do you want your present or not? Make up your mind, because I don't intend to stay out here much longer.'
Shit. Ron thought for two seconds, then pulled out his wand to cast some protective Charms around them.
'Quickly, then!' he hissed, and Malfoy dropped to his knees.
Albus Dumbledore/Elphias Doge (PG-13)
'I'm really sorry,' Albus said, 'but you know that my presence is expected at Hogwarts during the meal.'
'Never mind,' Elphias sighed. 'I'll wait up for you, shall I?'
'That would be awfully nice.'
'I am awfully nice. Besides, you will make amends later.'
'Fair enough.' Albus tied a green and red scarf around his neck, then pulled on his gloves. 'What do I have to do?'
'Try bringing back some rare and exotic gift that you've payed for with your own blood,' Elphias suggested. 'A photograph of Severus Snape wearing a Father Christmas hat will do.'
'I'm afraid I can only do magic, not miracles... I'll wear the hat instead, if you like.'
'As long as you promise not to wear anything else,' said Elphias, kissing him. 'Now get out.'
The Marauders (G)
'To Harry.' Sirius raised his glass. 'May his first Christmas be a peaceful one!'
'To Harry,' they all repeated.
'Nice little bugger, isn't he?' said Sirius, looking fondly at the cradle where the baby lay fast asleep. 'I think I'd like one of those myself.'
Remus rolled his eyes, smiling.
Peter rose from the sofa and stretched. 'It's getting late...'
'You're not leaving, are you?' Lily asked, raising her head from where it had been resting on James' shoulder.
He said goodbye to each of them, then went outside to Apparate.
The Mark throbbed furiously on his arm. Peter rubbed it, glancing swiftly behind him. His friends were visible through the window, all of them looking happy, for once. He turned on the spot, trying to ignore the sudden sting in his eyes.
Lily Evans/Severus Snape (G)
Lily Evans' eyes are shining green, her smile is bright. 'What do you want for Christmas, Severus?'
'Nothing.'
'Nothing?' Her laughter is disbelieving; he savours it. 'That can't be true!'
It isn't, but what he wants cannot be spoken of; it is so marvelous and strange that it would scare her. He is not even sure what it is that he wants, only that he wants, so much, so fiercely... Sometimes his chest aches with it, as though his heart has grown too large for his body to hold.
There are no words for it, really.
'-and there'll be candy - lots of it! - and Tuney and I can stay up as long as we want to... don't you love Christmas too, Severus?'
He thinks of Eileen Snape stooping over the stove, scowling warily at her husband seated at the table nearby, bottle in hand. 'Yes,' he says, and then he goes on to tell her about the gifts he will get, and the way his parents will beam at him as the three of them gather around the Christmas tree that was magically lit by his mother.
All lies, and he doesn't care, as long as she will smile at him like that!
Gellert Grindelwald/OC (PG)
'Are you staying at school for Christmas, Grindelwald?'
Gellert looked up from his book. 'Yes, I am.'
The boy next to him looked vaguely familiar. Gellert had no idea of who he was, however.
'Oh, splendid!' A grin was breaking out on what's-his-name's face. 'I'm staying too... Maybe we could keep each other company?'
Aha.
Well, perhaps this would be a nice opportunity to try... This fellow was as well suited as any, and they were alone in the common room, after all...
Gellert's thoughtful expression seemed to encourage his admirer, for he moved closer on the sofa, his grin becoming positively seductive: 'I'm sure we could have a very good time -'
There was a flash and a shriek, and the next moment the boy was gone, a tiny chicken peeping pitifully where he had been seated.
'Yes, I'm sure we could,' Gellert muttered, turning back to Human Transfiguration.
Merry Christmas and happy holidays to all!