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Title: Have No Delight To Pass Away The Time
Rating: PG for language.
Disclaimer: They're not mine. I'm just borrowing them because I like them.
Wordcount: 2006
Prompt: soup
Notes: My original idea for this included the dire consequences of mending Sirius' telly, lots of references to The Clangers and James and Sirius pretending to be soupdragons. Then I remembered I was meant to be using Lily's pov and decided to write about Andromeda instead. Feel free to imagine the swanee whistles in the background. Title from Richard III
Apologies for getting behind. I've been busy stressing about original fic and job interviews. After this morning's interview, though, I have a job. *gleeful dance of sheer relief* I don't start until the 23rd so hopefully I'll be on top of everything by then and able to finish on time.



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( In Which Andromeda Tonks Buys Lunch... )

Title: In deadly hate, the one against the other (3/3)
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: They're not mine. I'm just borrowing them because I like them.
Wordcount: 2465
Prompt: A soft breeze with the slippery concrete black and full of muddy slush, contrasting with the hoarfrost, clean and hung on a tunnel of silent shivering trees (the ones you said you'd like to be), and the birds that screamed at the sun now buried deep down below the ground, beneath the snow, I press my shoulder to this wall between us.
- The Weakerthans, "Without Mythologies"

Notes: Continued from Day 07. It's the first day of term and there are Death Eaters lurking around King's Cross. For information, JKR had a few factual blips in her description of King's Cross (and don't get me started on the films). The station has two parts. The main concourse leads to platforms 1 -8. There's also a seperate area, which joins the main station at an angle, which contains platforms 9 - 12. This can be accessed by walking along platform eight and then across an open area (the normal approach), from Pancras Road or via a long tunnel from the tube station. The other exits from the tube come up on Euston Road, outside the station and within the main concourse. There are two railway lines between platforms 9 and 10. Remus and Alice take advantage of this. The tube station also falls into two parts - the main ticket hall with escalators down to the Northern, Victoria and Piccadilly lines and the much shallower station for the Circle, Metropolitan and Hammersmith & City. Hence Remus and Sirius only need to use one flight of stairs to reach these platforms.
And, yes, I used to commute that way, and, no, of course I didn't spend boring waits wondering about the logistics of possible Death Eater attacks. Not at all.
I have no idea where my characterisation of Alice Longbottom came from but I like her. So she'll be featuring again. Title from Richard III.


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( In Which Regulus Black Doesnt Give a ****... )

Title: In deadly hate, the one against the other (1/3)
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: They're not mine. I'm just borrowing them because I like them.
Wordcount: 1380
Prompt: Beneath a night no longer May,
Where only cold stars shine,
One glimmering ocean spreads away
This haunted life of mine;
And, shattered on the frozen shore,
My harp can never wake,--
When will this night of death be o'er?
When will the morning break?
- William Winter, "The Night Watch"

Notes: Done the obvious with this one. Or I would have done if you weren't imagining this, etc. ;)
Title from Richard III.


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( In Which Ted Tonks is not a Happy Man... )

Title: Now is the Winter of Our Discontent
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: They're not mine. I'm just borrowing them because I like them.
Wordcount: 2132 (Remus wouldn't shut up)
Prompt: Pink flower in a pile of snow.
Notes: Lalalala. Nothing here. No fic. Not one. Because I'm not doing blanketforts. As should be obvious by now. Title from Richard III. Remus doesn't like commuting. I got fairly creative in trying to work out how the wizarding world travels to work. This is a mix of creative interpretation and sheer invention, born of the almighty headache I got trying to make sense of it. As far as I know there ain't no such thing as a Commercial Floo. Muggle Lorry drivers did declare a strike on 3rd January 1979, though.

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( In Which Lily Evans is not Impressed... )

Title: That am Rudely Stamp'd, And Want Love's Majesty
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: They're not mine. I'm just borrowing them because I like them.
Wordcount: 1223
Prompt: New Year's Day hangovers.
Notes: You still can't see this. Because I'm still not writing these. No, I'm not. Honest. Title from Richard III. This is what happens when I drink 16 cups of tea in seven hours and write all night.

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( In Which James Potter is Entirely Too Hearty... )