In the Wind / Great Dancers / Music of Number Twelve / Protest / Getting Lucky / Quidditch Players
Title: In the Wind
House: Durmstrang Ravenclaw
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Luna, Viktor; Viktor/Luna
Author’s Notes: I really wanted him to do this. Also, this was really annoying getting down to (and then up to) exactly one-hundred words.
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He’d never seen anyone dance quite like her. To even call it dancing… Well, these English must have been crazier than he thought. Women in Bulgaria were excellent dancers, with square, stiff shoulders and feet that followed structure more than rhythm. The girl at the Weasley wedding had her arms waving above her head, her shall loosely held between lithe fingers, and she seemed to be blowing like a reed in the wind.
She was not moving with the music, she was part of it. It was very strange, unlike anything he’d ever seen before.
He asked to join her.
Title: Great Dancers
House: Ravenclaw
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Gilderoy, a nurse
Author’s Notes: … Yup.
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Gilderoy loved to dance. From what his nurse reads in Witch’s Weekly he was rather good at it, too. He knew how to flamenco, even tango; when at parties, there was never a woman in the room he didn’t waltz with. She hears girls lamenting the loss of one of the world’s great dancers.
But he still loves to dance. He dances in silly ways, like a child - ways that don’t know rhyme or reason. To humor him, she dances too, and never tells a soul. After all, it is better to be a happy dancer than a good one.
Title: The Music of Number Twelve
House: Hufflepuff
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Mad-Eye, Nymphadora, Remus
Author’s Notes: The Aurors function like a well-oiled machine. Totally.
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Living with Alastor Moody was hard - especially in such a place as Number Twelve, where a pin-drop was heard three flights above.
“Turn that drivel off!” cawed Mad-Eye from his room, where Nymphadora sometimes wished he’d just stay.
“It’s not even loud!”
Then she was left for a few moments, and just when she began dancing to the Wicked Sisters again there came the scratch of an ancient gramophone from behind Moody’s door.
“Petty old man,” she grumbled, switching her music off and yelling, “FINE! YOU WIN!”
Somewhere in the house, Remus Lupin was trying to read and failing spectacularly.
Title: Thou Dost Protest Too Much
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Luna, Seamus; Seamus/Luna
Author’s Notes: No, Irish kilts aren’t worn a whole lot (yes, I looked it up), but GOD this was way too much fun to resist just because of stupid ol’ fact.
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“It’s not a skirt!” Seamus argued, quickly turning red. “It’s a kilt! Mam sent it to me to wear - it’s not like I picked it out!”
But even Lavender was going pink in the face, trying to stifle a giggle.
“Raid your girlfriend’s closet?” asked Terry, a new face in the growing crowd of observers.
“Come on now,” chimed a dreamy voice. “I’d be wearing a skirt too if I had those legs.” In the resulting howl of laughter, Luna looped her arm through his and led him away. “Sorry about that,” she said, smiling. “But they certainly are nice.”
Title: Getting Lucky
House: Beauxbatons Slytherin
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Blaise, Fleur; Blaise/Fleur
Author’s Notes: Well… That’s not supposed to happen!
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“You are very lucky, you know.” Blaise was excellent at seduction, so dropped his voice until it dripped the stuff. He spun Fleur out and wound her back, his hand on the small of her back guiding her just a bit closer.
“Non.” Looking at him, she stopped. Fleur gently removed his hand from where it dipped a little lower than was appropriate and held it daintily between pale fingers. “It is you who are lucky, zat you could fit your big ‘ead through ze door.” She turned on her heel and rejoined Roger Davies, leaving Blaise Zabini wildly perplexed.
Title: The Trouble with Quidditch Players
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Alicia, George; George/Alicia
Author’s Notes: George, I just love messing with you, back when your life didn’t suck so bad.
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Alicia was doubled over in laughter - a funny thing to see at a ball.
“What?” asked George. “What is it?”
“You’re so… So bad at this!” she managed between laughs.
George crossed his arms, indignant. “You’re not exactly light on your feet either.”
Collecting herself, she stood straight, tears in her eyes. “You’re just so brilliant at Quidditch, I assumed you’d be more…”
“What?”
“Coordinated.” She giggled again.
“Well a good waltz doesn’t win a game, does it!” George demanded emphatically, sending Alicia back into stitches. He sighed. “Drinks, we need drinks.”
“Fred spike the punch?”
“If there’s a God.”
House: Durmstrang Ravenclaw
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Luna, Viktor; Viktor/Luna
Author’s Notes: I really wanted him to do this. Also, this was really annoying getting down to (and then up to) exactly one-hundred words.
__________
He’d never seen anyone dance quite like her. To even call it dancing… Well, these English must have been crazier than he thought. Women in Bulgaria were excellent dancers, with square, stiff shoulders and feet that followed structure more than rhythm. The girl at the Weasley wedding had her arms waving above her head, her shall loosely held between lithe fingers, and she seemed to be blowing like a reed in the wind.
She was not moving with the music, she was part of it. It was very strange, unlike anything he’d ever seen before.
He asked to join her.
Title: Great Dancers
House: Ravenclaw
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Gilderoy, a nurse
Author’s Notes: … Yup.
__________
Gilderoy loved to dance. From what his nurse reads in Witch’s Weekly he was rather good at it, too. He knew how to flamenco, even tango; when at parties, there was never a woman in the room he didn’t waltz with. She hears girls lamenting the loss of one of the world’s great dancers.
But he still loves to dance. He dances in silly ways, like a child - ways that don’t know rhyme or reason. To humor him, she dances too, and never tells a soul. After all, it is better to be a happy dancer than a good one.
Title: The Music of Number Twelve
House: Hufflepuff
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Mad-Eye, Nymphadora, Remus
Author’s Notes: The Aurors function like a well-oiled machine. Totally.
__________
Living with Alastor Moody was hard - especially in such a place as Number Twelve, where a pin-drop was heard three flights above.
“Turn that drivel off!” cawed Mad-Eye from his room, where Nymphadora sometimes wished he’d just stay.
“It’s not even loud!”
Then she was left for a few moments, and just when she began dancing to the Wicked Sisters again there came the scratch of an ancient gramophone from behind Moody’s door.
“Petty old man,” she grumbled, switching her music off and yelling, “FINE! YOU WIN!”
Somewhere in the house, Remus Lupin was trying to read and failing spectacularly.
Title: Thou Dost Protest Too Much
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Luna, Seamus; Seamus/Luna
Author’s Notes: No, Irish kilts aren’t worn a whole lot (yes, I looked it up), but GOD this was way too much fun to resist just because of stupid ol’ fact.
__________
“It’s not a skirt!” Seamus argued, quickly turning red. “It’s a kilt! Mam sent it to me to wear - it’s not like I picked it out!”
But even Lavender was going pink in the face, trying to stifle a giggle.
“Raid your girlfriend’s closet?” asked Terry, a new face in the growing crowd of observers.
“Come on now,” chimed a dreamy voice. “I’d be wearing a skirt too if I had those legs.” In the resulting howl of laughter, Luna looped her arm through his and led him away. “Sorry about that,” she said, smiling. “But they certainly are nice.”
Title: Getting Lucky
House: Beauxbatons Slytherin
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Blaise, Fleur; Blaise/Fleur
Author’s Notes: Well… That’s not supposed to happen!
__________
“You are very lucky, you know.” Blaise was excellent at seduction, so dropped his voice until it dripped the stuff. He spun Fleur out and wound her back, his hand on the small of her back guiding her just a bit closer.
“Non.” Looking at him, she stopped. Fleur gently removed his hand from where it dipped a little lower than was appropriate and held it daintily between pale fingers. “It is you who are lucky, zat you could fit your big ‘ead through ze door.” She turned on her heel and rejoined Roger Davies, leaving Blaise Zabini wildly perplexed.
Title: The Trouble with Quidditch Players
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100!
Characters/Pairings: Alicia, George; George/Alicia
Author’s Notes: George, I just love messing with you, back when your life didn’t suck so bad.
__________
Alicia was doubled over in laughter - a funny thing to see at a ball.
“What?” asked George. “What is it?”
“You’re so… So bad at this!” she managed between laughs.
George crossed his arms, indignant. “You’re not exactly light on your feet either.”
Collecting herself, she stood straight, tears in her eyes. “You’re just so brilliant at Quidditch, I assumed you’d be more…”
“What?”
“Coordinated.” She giggled again.
“Well a good waltz doesn’t win a game, does it!” George demanded emphatically, sending Alicia back into stitches. He sighed. “Drinks, we need drinks.”
“Fred spike the punch?”
“If there’s a God.”