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HP fic: Unto the Breach, chapter 2, part one
Abbe Faria: In return for your help, I offer you something priceless.
Edmond: My freedom?
Abbe Faria: No, freedom can be taken away, as you well know. I offer you my knowledge.
Count of Monte Cristo, 2002
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Chapter Two
Harry had sent off a quick, brief one-lined letter indicating his House association early the morning after ( Read more... ) -
HP fic: Unto the Breach, chapter 1, part two
Kettleburn gave Harry explicit instructions on how to gain entrance to Platform 9¾ and then told both boys to owl him with any questions on the care of their pets. He also left them with the instructions of their shrunken packages, and that a single tap from Harry’s wand would enlarge them without bringing down the Ministry or break the ( Read more... ) -
HP fic: Unto the Breach, chapter 1
Julius Caesar (I, ii, 140-141)
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Beginning…
Lily Potter, née Evans, had always enjoyed history. It was hardly her best subject, of course; she excelled in Potions and Charms, but history was fascinating on its own. She had always done well in her primary school, and upon entering the magical world, she found a whole new history ( Read more... ) -
Wallpaper!!
What do you think?? Rose/Ten, I had far too much fun with the free brushes and patterns I found.
And now to get some sleep, and feel better. Ugh, I think I caught Khurram's flu from work. Yucky. :(
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PotC fic: Beckett & Sparrow: Vignettes
1: Acquaintance
Cutler Beckett meets a dirty young boy around his age on the docks of Port Royal one day, his hair pull of beads and other knickknacks and he thinks that it would look odd on anyone other than this boy.
He introduces himself and the other boy replies, “Jack T-Sparrow.”
Cutler doesn’t miss the slip-up ( Read more... ) -
HP fic: Nine Lives, prologue (part 2)
Stopping at one of the mirrored walls, Harry watched in amazement as it rippled, like a droplet of water hitting a smooth watery surface, and then showed Grimmauld Place.
Remus Lupin was sitting at the kitchen table, his head in his hands, dried tear streaks on his cheeks and a rapidly burning cigarette leaning against the ( Read more... ) -
HP fic: Nine Lives, prologue
Sirius was falling again.
Sirius was always falling, especially lately.
Voldemort wouldn’t let Harry have a single, blissful, undisturbed night of sleep since he returned from Hogwarts; Voldemort kept sending Harry images of Sirius, of Bellatrix, and Wormtail. They would replay over and over and over until Harry’s ( Read more... ) -
Doctor Who fic: What Happens Next, Rose/TenII
For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.
-- Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926)
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The TARDIS is gone; dematerialised while my back was turned and my attention elsewhere - now, really, Rose, is that what ( Read more... ) -
HP fic: the Wrong Number, OW/HG
Monday, April 23
Bloody fucking hell, thought Oliver darkly, frowning and squinting at the tiny screen on his Vodafone. The tiny LG flip-phone confused the hell out of him, and the tiny buttons with numbers didn’t make sense. He didn’t understand why Katie Bell refused owl mail, in deference to her Muggle parents’ wishes. Owls were ( Read more... )
