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Title: Let us sport us while we may
Words: 1025
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I have no legal rights over these characters. This story is written for entertainment, rather than profit.
Summary: Um, a summer's evening, a shirtless Remus, and a lustful Sirius.
Author's Notes: Oh, my, I'm rusty on this pairing, but how I love them, even now.

There are new spells being murmured above him now, long liquid vowels in that careful voice. )
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A little interlude from the Ted/Andromeda, I'm afraid. I spent part of my afternoon today just standing in the street and staring at a certain headline. In the end, the easiest way to process it was to wonder how the equivalent news would hit Remus.
I'm trying to con myself that this is a standalone fic, rather than the first scene of something longer. I don't have enough time to write something longer *buries head in sand*

Title: There's No Sense in Miracles
Words: 1354
Rating: G (if I did write a sequel it would be Remus/Severus)
Disclaimer: If you recognise it from the books, I don't own it.
Notes: Postwar

The headline felt like a punch in the gut. )
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I was busy procrastinating over my dissertation proposal when I spotted that two of my favourite fandom people are celebrating their birthdays today. Happy birthday to both of you lovely folks - I hope you've both had wonderful days.

And, here, to mark the day is a little snippet. My fanfic muscles are a little rusty, so I hope you'll forgive any infelicities of style. Remus-gen, although the R/S is, of course, implied ~_^

Title: Journeys
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not rich, not Scottish, don't know what's going to happen in the last book - guess they're not really mine then.
Summary: 1993. Remus dreams of other train journeys.

Seven times before he had made this journey, at the dying of the year, in the company of those dearer than brothers. )
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Title: A Twilight Wooing
Rating: PG
Words: 1219
Prompt: Identical twins Er, they're alluded to, anyway. Reconciling plot and canon was hard enough with this installment.
Disclaimer: They belong to JKR. I’m just borrowing them.

In Which Sirius Black Bends Some Rules… )
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Title: A Twilight Wooing
Rating: PG
Words: 697
Prompt: Harvest moon
Disclaimer: They belong to JKR. I’m just borrowing them.
Notes: Can't take any claim for the apron, thankfully. Let's just say one of the twins gave it to Molly as a Christmas present and she couldn't quite bear to bin it.

In Which Sirius Black Sings… )
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Title: A Twilight Wooing
Rating: PG
Words: 1111
Prompt: Here we lived and fed . . . not minding the little space, trod on each other like birds in a hole, elbowed our ways without spite, all talking at once or silent at once . . . but never I think feeling overcrowded, being as separate as notes in a scale.
~ Laurie Lee, Cider with Rosie

Disclaimer: They belong to JKR. I’m just borrowing them.

In Which Fleur Delacour Takes Charge… )
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Title: A Twilight Wooing
Rating: PG
Words: 1179
Prompt: don’t forget I love you
Disclaimer: They belong to JKR. I’m just borrowing them.
Notes: Better late than never, right? Ahem.

In Which Nymphadora Tonks Has A Difficult Evening )
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Title: A Twilight Wooing
Rating: PG
Words: 1285
Prompt: Vegetable wooing
Disclaimer: They belong to JKR. I’m just borrowing them.

In Which Remus Lupin Brings Gifts… )
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Title: A Twilight Wooing
Rating: PG
Words: 1102
Prompt: Wellies!
Disclaimer: They are far from being mine. JKR owns them - i'm just borrowing them for a bit.

In Which Sirius Black Perfects the Art of Concealment… )
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Hello!

Apologies for the long silence - life has been a tad hectic of late. Since I last posted I've moved house (twice), gone back to uni, dealt with various crises and been sans internet for a few weeks (my course started early, but they wouldn't issue me with the paperwork to get my connection sorted until everyone else came back).

I'm afraid I don't have any more Summer of the Dragon at the moment, as I've just been too overwhelmed to write myself through a block on the next chapter. It's on my to-do list, and I'm being to adjust to my lecture load now, so should be back into the swing of things soon.

I shall be tackling comments as and when, but please don't think I don't love you :) Every comment is cherished and treasured and will be answered - I'm just still a little short on time when I can get online.

Hello, anyone new ^_^ Nice to meet you.

And now, onto something fresh. Yeah, I have no willpower. This doth be A Twilight Wooing (provisional title) aka. [livejournal.com profile] scarvesnhats 2006. It isn't part of the Rising Storm Universe, but the characteristions will be similar - I just wanted to play with the timeline differently.

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Title: A Twilight Wooing
Rating: PG
Words: 1052
Disclaimer: I have no rights over these characters. I make no claim that they are mine. I just like to write about them when my own characters aren’t feeling cooperative.
Prompt: All things on earth point home in old October: sailors to sea,
travellers to walls and fences, hunters to field and hollow and
the long voice of the hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken.

~ Thomas Wolfe


In Which Remus Lupin Gets Windswept )
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Title: I Have Dwelt 'Neath Southern Skies
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine :(
Words: 676
Prompt: Fens
Summary: Norfolk, July, 1987.

There was no horizon )
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Title: A Dog's Life, or The Sad Tale of Why Padfoot Loathes Staffies
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine :(
Words: 867
Prompt: Man and dog
Summary: Stafford, July, 1979.
Author's note: August? Gosh, really? More seriously, I know Staffordshire Bull Terriers make lovely family dogs, but they're notoriously aggressive towards other dogs.

Remus rubbed his ears, trying not to breathe in too much of the smell of damp, miserable dog. )
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Title: Definitions
Words: 1105
Rating: PG for language
Summary: Remus gets back to discover all his book have been confiscated.
Author's note: 'Ullo. Sorry - haven't been around much. Too busy with real life stuff.

It was hard to tell, given that they only used drawers for storing illegal materials, but the only book he could see in the chaos was the one Sirius was reading. )
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Why is Bellatrix so much easier to write when she's thirteen?

So, needed a break from battling Blacks, so I wrote fluff. Sickly sweet (you've been warned).

Title: Homecoming
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Sirius comes home from a mission in the middle of the night. Remus isn't quite awake.

Sirius helped himself to the greater part of the duvet )

Sweet dreams, all.
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Title: Dreamers
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine :(
Words: 1264
Prompt: eggs and bacon, pickled walnuts and cheese
Summary: Below Alderley Edge, Cheshire, July, 1979. I've drawn on both the legend of the wizard of Alderley Edge and, for supplementary details, on that of the sleeping warriors of Craig-y-Dinas

The night was warm and resonant around them, humming with the taste of old magic, stirred up like pollen on the breath of the wind. )
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Title: Cooling Down
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine :(
Words: 1300
Prompt: sunburn
Summary: Hogwarts Express, passing through County Durham, July, 1978.

Remus, who was sitting up very straight in the corner, fell against the wall and winced )
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Title: Relieving Boredom
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine :(
Words: 1249
Prompt: Sheltering from the rain
Summary: Rutland, July, 1979.

Remus is getting increasingly pink and breathless  )
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Title: Desserts
Rating: G
Disclaimer: None of them are mine
Words: 1373
Prompt: summer pudding
Summary: Weasleys. July, 1995
Edit: Let's just call the last part of this AU because I am thick and obviously haven't reread GoF for a while

Sirius paused on the threshold, watching her toss slippery slices into the pan, hands confident )

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Title: Timeless
Rating: G
Prompt: "Summer afternoon--summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language."
--Henry James

Summary: Trinity Hall, Cambridge, July 1979. On a summer afternoon, Cambridge really is the most beautiful city in the world (summer makes up for the other nine months of dismal austerity).

’Timeless’ )

Flags

Jul. 12th, 2006 10:08 pm
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Title: Flags
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine :(
Prompt: England flag
Summary: July 1996. European Quidditch Championships.

wrapped in a flag )

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