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Author: justsonya
Written for: bill100
Words: 100
Challenge: 002 - "Fire" - a bit more abstract so use your imaginations. Magickal fire? Dragon fire? Fire talking? The colour of his hair or someone else's? The burning in his heart (or in his leather trousers)? The sky's the limit.
Rating: PG
The smell had spread throughout the flat, long after the flames had been extinguished. Really, he wasn't sure what he'd been thinking, except that it had looked so easy for his mother. Mix this, stir that, and at the end there are good things to eat. He'd even invested in a cookbook, of all things.
Terrified at the thought of another night of takeout that was substandard to say the least, Bill gave in and moved to the fireplace. A flick of his wand and a toss of a bit of powder, and he called out for help.
"The Burrow."
Written for: bill100
Words: 100
Challenge: 002 - "Fire" - a bit more abstract so use your imaginations. Magickal fire? Dragon fire? Fire talking? The colour of his hair or someone else's? The burning in his heart (or in his leather trousers)? The sky's the limit.
Rating: PG
The smell had spread throughout the flat, long after the flames had been extinguished. Really, he wasn't sure what he'd been thinking, except that it had looked so easy for his mother. Mix this, stir that, and at the end there are good things to eat. He'd even invested in a cookbook, of all things.
Terrified at the thought of another night of takeout that was substandard to say the least, Bill gave in and moved to the fireplace. A flick of his wand and a toss of a bit of powder, and he called out for help.
"The Burrow."