Two George-centric Drabbles
Title: Melting the Ice Away
Author: Harleen harleen
Pairings: George/Pansy
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None really
Disclaimer: I don't own them and no money is being made from this.
Summary: She was exquisite, like a porcelain doll.
Author's Notes: Cross-posted at various places.
George's fingers glided delicately across her soft, pristine skin as his lips made contact with her pulse points. She was exquisite, like a porcelain doll, her beauty captivating him completely.
Moaning, Pansy closed her eyes at his touch, her own fingers playing connect-the-dots with the dusting of freckles across his shoulder.
His feather-light kisses moved across her throat and up to her ear. "I love you," he whispered, pulling her closer in his arms as she returned his words. He had melted the ice around her heart away, and he wondered how he got so lucky.
Title: Lonely in Your Nightmare
Author: Harleen harleen
Pairings: Fred/George
Word Count: 100x2 (two parts, 100 words each)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Implied twincest, implied (but not real) character death
Disclaimer: I don't own them and no money is being made from this.
Summary: How could you leave me?...Or did you?
Author's Notes: This idea popped in my brain and I couldn't let it go. Cross-posted at various places.
He stared in disbelief at the body in front of him, unable to react. The skin beneath his fingertips was growing colder by the second, all he could hear was the sound of his heart breaking.
How could you leave me? How am I supposed to go on?
The tears wouldn't come, only the feeling of his blood turning to ice in his veins. His will to live left him as a part of him died in that moment, He knew he would only have a half-life now. One to please others, and not for himself.
*****
George woke with a start, bolting straight up in bed. Hot tears ran down his cheeks, confusion clouding his thoughts as he tried to sort out what was real.
He looked over and saw Fred, sound asleep right next to him. It took several moments for George to realise that his brother was really alive, it was only a dream...
Sighing, he moved closer to his twin, wrapping his arms tightly around him. Shivering still, he willed himself to calm down.
A few minutes later, he was asleep, happier events with his still-alive brother replacing the horror from before.
Author: Harleen harleen
Pairings: George/Pansy
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None really
Disclaimer: I don't own them and no money is being made from this.
Summary: She was exquisite, like a porcelain doll.
Author's Notes: Cross-posted at various places.
George's fingers glided delicately across her soft, pristine skin as his lips made contact with her pulse points. She was exquisite, like a porcelain doll, her beauty captivating him completely.
Moaning, Pansy closed her eyes at his touch, her own fingers playing connect-the-dots with the dusting of freckles across his shoulder.
His feather-light kisses moved across her throat and up to her ear. "I love you," he whispered, pulling her closer in his arms as she returned his words. He had melted the ice around her heart away, and he wondered how he got so lucky.
Title: Lonely in Your Nightmare
Author: Harleen harleen
Pairings: Fred/George
Word Count: 100x2 (two parts, 100 words each)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Implied twincest, implied (but not real) character death
Disclaimer: I don't own them and no money is being made from this.
Summary: How could you leave me?...Or did you?
Author's Notes: This idea popped in my brain and I couldn't let it go. Cross-posted at various places.
He stared in disbelief at the body in front of him, unable to react. The skin beneath his fingertips was growing colder by the second, all he could hear was the sound of his heart breaking.
How could you leave me? How am I supposed to go on?
The tears wouldn't come, only the feeling of his blood turning to ice in his veins. His will to live left him as a part of him died in that moment, He knew he would only have a half-life now. One to please others, and not for himself.
*****
George woke with a start, bolting straight up in bed. Hot tears ran down his cheeks, confusion clouding his thoughts as he tried to sort out what was real.
He looked over and saw Fred, sound asleep right next to him. It took several moments for George to realise that his brother was really alive, it was only a dream...
Sighing, he moved closer to his twin, wrapping his arms tightly around him. Shivering still, he willed himself to calm down.
A few minutes later, he was asleep, happier events with his still-alive brother replacing the horror from before.