So what do you do with the horde in 7 weeks when they get out?
As for drabbles... I was rereading bits of the Matryoshka Vignettes over the weekend, and I find myself for a hankering for more fill-ins there. And as that is Tim's territory I guess not. I hope he gets around to that one soonish.
Hmm, actually I think a draco and Ginny drabble would be lots of fun. Though I suppose "encounter" would be more the correct term....
"Draco pushed his broom down the sidewalk, and Ginny watched, hidden in the shadows.
She'd stopped hating him years ago. How can you hate someone who is only the shell of a man? No one knew what Voldemort, if it was Voldemort even, had done to him. Had he stood up to him? Had he not grovelled enough?
Draco wasn't speaking.
But then, he never did any more. Just smiled that curiously vacant smile, and bobbed his head at the people who went by as he pushed his broom down the street.
There's only so much the healers could do.
But Ginny kept to the shadows, waited until he had gone past. No, she didn't hate any more. But that didn't stop the crawling sensation that went scittering up her back whenever he looked at her. She didn't hate. But she didn't forget either.
And she'd rather just not have him see her.
The broom scittered past, pushed by the shuffling near-middle-aged vacant-eyed Malfoy. And Ginny turned away, and apparated home.
Time for a hug. And a hot bath. Supper would be late, but Harry would understand.
He always did."
--- There. Draco/Ginny! Sort-of.
I'm doing this backward, aren't I? Didn't even count words. Hmm, maybe I better save myself a copy before it disappears into LJ land.
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Date: 2006-04-24 11:35 am (UTC)As for drabbles... I was rereading bits of the Matryoshka Vignettes over the weekend, and I find myself for a hankering for more fill-ins there. And as that is Tim's territory I guess not. I hope he gets around to that one soonish.
Hmm, actually I think a draco and Ginny drabble would be lots of fun. Though I suppose "encounter" would be more the correct term....
"Draco pushed his broom down the sidewalk, and Ginny watched, hidden in the shadows.
She'd stopped hating him years ago. How can you hate someone who is only the shell of a man? No one knew what Voldemort, if it was Voldemort even, had done to him. Had he stood up to him? Had he not grovelled enough?
Draco wasn't speaking.
But then, he never did any more. Just smiled that curiously vacant smile, and bobbed his head at the people who went by as he pushed his broom down the street.
There's only so much the healers could do.
But Ginny kept to the shadows, waited until he had gone past. No, she didn't hate any more. But that didn't stop the crawling sensation that went scittering up her back whenever he looked at her. She didn't hate. But she didn't forget either.
And she'd rather just not have him see her.
The broom scittered past, pushed by the shuffling near-middle-aged vacant-eyed Malfoy. And Ginny turned away, and apparated home.
Time for a hug. And a hot bath. Supper would be late, but Harry would understand.
He always did."
---
There. Draco/Ginny! Sort-of.
I'm doing this backward, aren't I? Didn't even count words. Hmm, maybe I better save myself a copy before it disappears into LJ land.