Translation, R, 1385 words, H/G

[poseida9]

So here you go, guys. Jeez, my first finished fic after HBP. At last. Anyway, I hope you like it.

Title: Translation
Summary: "She realized as soon as she met him that he was no good at saying what he meant to say."
Rating: light R
Word Count: 1385
Notes/Warnings: Thanks so much to antosha_c for the beta!

Oh, also, please review! :)

Comments

[scarlett71177]

Loverly. The last line just wraps this piece so nicely and even puts the bow on top. Just that one phrase is so simple, and beautiful, and so very canon.

Keep up the amazing work, we've missed you!

Amy

[hecatesknickers]

You never fail to kill me. I can't even pick a favorite line, because the whole thing is just beautiful and profound. GAH. Perfect.

[mickawber]

:-D

(This is me grinning. :points up)

I've told you how lovely this is already, but I'm VERY happy to do it again! The aching, lovely growing-together here is just beautiful, and Ginny's struggle is so true to her and to the story.

And your Harry--as you portray him, and as Ginny translates him--is just gorgeous and sad. I think he--and she--deserve lots and lots of time on that skinny twin bed.

(One stupid thing that I missed before--it doesn't need a change, but in her first 'translation'--He's gone--the reference of the 'he' is imprecise. It sounds as if it's referring to Remus, or possibly even Ron, though it's clear in context that it's Voldemort.

And I love that she's the first to know. :-)

[rhapsody]

This is so beautiful that it aches just to read it. The last line was just perfect. It was like the final accessory that while without it holds well, it just pulls the entire look together. (God, I'm such a girl. Comparing fic to outfits. Next on my list: Makeup comparsions!)

[pocketfullof]

He is saying, Ready. The chessboard blurs before her eyes. She focuses on the sound of his breathing, on the brush of his arm against hers. He is saying, Get set. The low, sultry afternoon light smooths his worry lines. Daringly, she presses her ankle against his. The warmth slices through her skin. He is saying, Go.

I'm all goose-pimply and warm and in total shock. Just blown away.

Wonderful.