Drabbles...
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ohginnyfankelleypen : Filch/Pince (*shudder*) “Come, my precious; let’s go see Madam Pince,” Filch said, stroking the cat in his arms. He released Mrs Norris and limped down the hallway toward the library.
He entered the massive room and looked around for the lady in question. He spied her and ducked behind the shelving. He peered out as she walked by, scolding a student for defacing a book. Yes, he was certain she’d want to use the torture devices he had in the dungeon. Perhaps the shackles. “Yes, we have a lot in common,” he muttered as he stepped out greeting the woman he fancied.
He entered the massive room and looked around for the lady in question. He spied her and ducked behind the shelving. He peered out as she walked by, scolding a student for defacing a book. Yes, he was certain she’d want to use the torture devices he had in the dungeon. Perhaps the shackles. “Yes, we have a lot in common,” he muttered as he stepped out greeting the woman he fancied.
bistyboo1974 : Bill/Fleur – when they first started dating “Bill, pull yourself together,” the man muttered to himself. “It’s only a date.”
“Yeah, but it’s with a part-Veela,” he answered himself, staring into the mirror. He ran a comb through his hair. “You need a haircut, dear,” the mirror chimed in.
Rolling his eyes, he pulled his hair into a tie. Looking at himself one last time, he Apparated to her flat.
It’s now or never, he thought as he rapped on her door.
As she opened the door, a smile graced her beautiful face. And Bill knew, without a doubt, he was where he was supposed to be.
“Yeah, but it’s with a part-Veela,” he answered himself, staring into the mirror. He ran a comb through his hair. “You need a haircut, dear,” the mirror chimed in.
Rolling his eyes, he pulled his hair into a tie. Looking at himself one last time, he Apparated to her flat.
It’s now or never, he thought as he rapped on her door.
As she opened the door, a smile graced her beautiful face. And Bill knew, without a doubt, he was where he was supposed to be.
margaret67 : Harry/Ginny – first kiss after final battle He stumbled toward the door, knowing she had been brought back to her home when she had been hit in the battle. He had to see her, touch her, make certain she was going to be okay. He needed to see her before he could rest.
He entered her dark room, the drapes had been drawn. He sat on the edge of the bed, and took her hand. “It’s over, Gin,” he whispered.
Her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled.
He bent over and placed his lips tenderly on hers. She snaked her arms around his neck. He was home.
mmmusings : Remus/Tonks She sat by his bedside, holding his hand. He was broken and torn, his last transformation with the other wolves being his undoing. The pack had attacked him, thinking him a traitor, and they’d left him for dead. When he didn’t report in, she and Shacklebolt had gone to find him. And while Shacklebolt held off the ferals, she activated the Portkey to St. Mungo’s.
Her heart broke every time she thought of what those animals had done to him. She would never again leave his side, no matter how much he protested. He was stuck with her for good.
Her heart broke every time she thought of what those animals had done to him. She would never again leave his side, no matter how much he protested. He was stuck with her for good.
scarlett71177 : Remus/Tonks He wasn’t quite certain when he’d first started watching her or what it was that caught his eye. Perhaps it was the bubblegum pink hair that she liked to wear. Or her habit of tripping over he own feet. Or perhaps it was her heart-shaped face, so kind, yet so full of life. Or her infectious laugh
Whatever it was, he was certainly glad he’d noticed. He had quietly fallen in love with a woman many years younger, but wise beyond her years. A woman who had brought immeasurable joy to his life. And he was quite thankful she had.
Whatever it was, he was certainly glad he’d noticed. He had quietly fallen in love with a woman many years younger, but wise beyond her years. A woman who had brought immeasurable joy to his life. And he was quite thankful she had.
bartsspace : Molly/Arthur on the eve of one of their kids weddings (not Bill) My baby is getting married tomorrow. My little girl – the one that stole my heart the moment her mother placed her in my arms. I’ll escort her down the aisle to the man who has held her heart since she was a tiny girl – long before he even knew who she was. She’ll begin a new life; become one with her husband. She has somehow grown up before my eyes, yet it all happened in only a blink of an eye.
Molly touches me on the arm. “A knut for your thoughts, love,” she said, her smile shining at me.
Molly touches me on the arm. “A knut for your thoughts, love,” she said, her smile shining at me.
I'm not that good at Drabbles (but they are each 100 words exactly), so don't shoot the author. There are still four up for grabs. Click here for the post.
ETA: These are totally unbeta'd. So, any errors are mine and mine alone. I've corrected a few things already. And I cranked these out in about 45 minutes - while helping son 2 do homework. I do apologize for the delay - between moving office at work and a sick kiddo, it took me a bit.
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Date: 2006-04-26 03:02 am (UTC)