Today I might be mad
Better late than never! Enjoy, poppets, and thanks to all who submitted.
lazysundaydrabs is a Harry Potter drabble community that posts on Sundays only. We hope to provide a capstone to your weekend by serving up a dish of fluffy, humorous, and just generally feel good drabbles that are centered around the Harry Potter fandom.
Today's Prompts:
★ TGIS (Thank God It’s Sunday)
★ The Easybeats’ Friday On My Mind (lyrics here)
★ “Weekends are a bit like rainbows; they look good from a distance but disappear when you get up close to them.” ~John Shirley
Next Week's Prompts: (use one, some, or all!)
★ Sunshine
★ Glee’s Halo/Walking on Sunshine Mash Up. (lyrics here)
★ “Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space. It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe. It gives of itself and is not thereby diminished.” ~Michael Strassfeld
Charlie Weasley/Hermione Granger (PG-13) by sarahyyy
Luna Lovegood/Rolf Scamander, OC talkative coworker Louie Dreck (PG) by loonynamelass
Mandy Summers (nee Brocklehurst)/Jake Summers (G) by numbaby
Charlie Weasley/Hermione Granger (PG-13) by sarahyyy
Word Count: 200
For one moment or two, the both of them just stare at each other. Then he presses his lips against her desperately and feels her snake her arms around his neck. All Charlie knows right now is that he's back with her, Hermione, and he is never leaving again because he never ever wants to feel so incomplete again.
He can kiss her forever, he knows, but eventually she pulls away from him reluctantly for air and instead he rains kisses all over her face, down her neck.
“How were the dragons?” she asks breathily.
He gives her an incredulous look and then shrugs. Or at least he thinks he did. “Fine, good, great,” he kisses her again, “’Dunno and honestly, I don’t really care about dragons right now.”
She smiles softly and caresses his face.
“I’ve missed you,” he says softly.
“How much?” she asks, looking impishly up at him.
He laughs. All he has done for the past three days is to sit around and mope. “Enough to drag you to bed right now and not let you out for the day.”
She laughs and allows him to lead her to their room. “Thank God it’s Sunday, then.”
Luna Lovegood/Rolf Scamander, OC talkative coworker Louie Dreck (PG) by loonynamelass
Word Count: 500
Title: Inverted Rainbows
Warnings: The long words may have been misused. Sincere apologies and revisions (if necessary) are due if they have. Tell me, please...
Notes: The title “Inverted Rainbows” a few meanings. A meaning that I meant to include but was somehow unable to was “white light.” If you can find an opening for such a reference, please say so… or maybe the white light is just present in Luna’s all-encompassing wisdom…
“Can’t wait for the weekend,” sighed Dreck, stretching out leisurely with an eye on the clock. “Any plans, Scamander?”
“My plan of now is observing the mating behaviors of this rare variety of sentient flora.”
“Where was your childhood that Fridays don’t fill you with restless freedom?”
Scamander didn’t answer. He only thought forlornly of leaving work... The first thing anyone asked him was about his grandfather, and a weekend is two days away from being asked about himself instead.
…A lie, actually. It wasn’t “only” that…
“I’ll miss my darling coworkers,” he said dryly, leaning into the spirals of data. That result was odd. Generally, female plants were considered instigators of choice- the male specimen’s aesthetics and scent attracted females, not the other way around.
“I’m touched…” At the silence that followed, Scamander hoped that he’d finally have total concentration- the weekend left only a day to study this phenomenon before the compound closed! Unfortunately, Dreck did not have the same work ethic. “Or will you just miss a certain Lovegood?” Waggling his eyebrows so much would dry out his scalp from prolonged stretching.
“You’re an annoying Nargle, come to dash my hopes of discovery.” He ran his eyes quickly over the data, over and over. The same conclusion arose in his mind, but there had to be another explanation that built off previous research…
“Nargles? You’ve even learnt her mad beliefs…” Merlin, Dreck’s maturity level would further reveal itself by singing “sittin’ in a tree! Kay eye ess ess…”
“Her ‘mad beliefs’ have led to astounding discoveries in our field.” Soon, he’d find his and he’d be good enough for Newt and for her…
“Sorry, didn’t mean to slight your girlfriend.”
A new voice dreamily entered the cramped workspace: “Girlfriend would imply mutual consent. And he hasn’t even asked, so that’d be a current impossibility.”
He fought to keep down his flush as Lovegood and Dreck continued discussing the matter in impartial terms. “Impossibility?”
“Current impossibility because it is not true, and therefore actions required to prove such a statement have not been sufficiently executed. It implies future possibility, but time of failure varies, dependent on whether the motion’s development is even incipient.”
“Why failure?”
“Failure is inevitable, and the subject usually cracks before performance.”
Dreck burst into laughter, theatrically wiped his eyes, and cried, “Ask her before I do!”
Scamander responded stiffly, “I seem to be approaching failure myself. This data doesn’t correlate with the current scope of understanding …” He explained his predicament; all thoughts of the previous conversation ostensibly effaced.
“Well, this inverted rainbow-”
“Parabola?”
“…indicates that due to intelligence, both male and female have roles in mate selection.”
But that’s unheard of… “That’s perfect,” he breathed, and turned his face to hers, a few inches away. “Say, do you… have any plans this weekend?”
“Currently? I see the start of some…” She smiled and left.
“Is that an inverted rainbow on your face?”
As he should have long ago: “Shut up.”
Miraculously, Dreck conceded.
Mandy Summers (nee Brocklehurst)/Jake Summers (G) by numbaby
Word Count: 100
“I like spending Fridays with you,” Mandy announced, leaning back against Jake.
“You realise we both work
from home?” he teased, poking her side. “We can have weekends whenever we like.”
“Oh, shut up,” she
chastised playfully, standing and pulling him up behind her. “Come on, let’s go
out. Have fun in the city.”
Her eager smile was hard
to fight. “Are you asking me out on a date, Mrs. Summers?”
“Think I am, Mr. Summers.”
She tipped her head toward their bedroom. “Now get in there and make yourself
pretty. I want you looking fine tonight.”
“As you wish”
★ Prompt suggestions like blankets, should be shared! If you’ve got an inspirational idea you want to toss our way, we accept carrier pigeons and emails to lazysundaydrabs@gmail.com You’re also welcome comment to any post with suggestions, logged in or anonymously.
lazysundaydrabs is a Harry Potter drabble community that posts on Sundays only. We hope to provide a capstone to your weekend by serving up a dish of fluffy, humorous, and just generally feel good drabbles that are centered around the Harry Potter fandom.
Today's Prompts:
★ TGIS (Thank God It’s Sunday)
★ The Easybeats’ Friday On My Mind (lyrics here)
★ “Weekends are a bit like rainbows; they look good from a distance but disappear when you get up close to them.” ~John Shirley
Next Week's Prompts: (use one, some, or all!)
★ Sunshine
★ Glee’s Halo/Walking on Sunshine Mash Up. (lyrics here)
★ “Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space. It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe. It gives of itself and is not thereby diminished.” ~Michael Strassfeld
Charlie Weasley/Hermione Granger (PG-13) by sarahyyy
Luna Lovegood/Rolf Scamander, OC talkative coworker Louie Dreck (PG) by loonynamelass
Mandy Summers (nee Brocklehurst)/Jake Summers (G) by numbaby
Charlie Weasley/Hermione Granger (PG-13) by sarahyyy
Word Count: 200
For one moment or two, the both of them just stare at each other. Then he presses his lips against her desperately and feels her snake her arms around his neck. All Charlie knows right now is that he's back with her, Hermione, and he is never leaving again because he never ever wants to feel so incomplete again.
He can kiss her forever, he knows, but eventually she pulls away from him reluctantly for air and instead he rains kisses all over her face, down her neck.
“How were the dragons?” she asks breathily.
He gives her an incredulous look and then shrugs. Or at least he thinks he did. “Fine, good, great,” he kisses her again, “’Dunno and honestly, I don’t really care about dragons right now.”
She smiles softly and caresses his face.
“I’ve missed you,” he says softly.
“How much?” she asks, looking impishly up at him.
He laughs. All he has done for the past three days is to sit around and mope. “Enough to drag you to bed right now and not let you out for the day.”
She laughs and allows him to lead her to their room. “Thank God it’s Sunday, then.”
Luna Lovegood/Rolf Scamander, OC talkative coworker Louie Dreck (PG) by loonynamelass
Word Count: 500
Title: Inverted Rainbows
Warnings: The long words may have been misused. Sincere apologies and revisions (if necessary) are due if they have. Tell me, please...
Notes: The title “Inverted Rainbows” a few meanings. A meaning that I meant to include but was somehow unable to was “white light.” If you can find an opening for such a reference, please say so… or maybe the white light is just present in Luna’s all-encompassing wisdom…
“Can’t wait for the weekend,” sighed Dreck, stretching out leisurely with an eye on the clock. “Any plans, Scamander?”
“My plan of now is observing the mating behaviors of this rare variety of sentient flora.”
“Where was your childhood that Fridays don’t fill you with restless freedom?”
Scamander didn’t answer. He only thought forlornly of leaving work... The first thing anyone asked him was about his grandfather, and a weekend is two days away from being asked about himself instead.
…A lie, actually. It wasn’t “only” that…
“I’ll miss my darling coworkers,” he said dryly, leaning into the spirals of data. That result was odd. Generally, female plants were considered instigators of choice- the male specimen’s aesthetics and scent attracted females, not the other way around.
“I’m touched…” At the silence that followed, Scamander hoped that he’d finally have total concentration- the weekend left only a day to study this phenomenon before the compound closed! Unfortunately, Dreck did not have the same work ethic. “Or will you just miss a certain Lovegood?” Waggling his eyebrows so much would dry out his scalp from prolonged stretching.
“You’re an annoying Nargle, come to dash my hopes of discovery.” He ran his eyes quickly over the data, over and over. The same conclusion arose in his mind, but there had to be another explanation that built off previous research…
“Nargles? You’ve even learnt her mad beliefs…” Merlin, Dreck’s maturity level would further reveal itself by singing “sittin’ in a tree! Kay eye ess ess…”
“Her ‘mad beliefs’ have led to astounding discoveries in our field.” Soon, he’d find his and he’d be good enough for Newt and for her…
“Sorry, didn’t mean to slight your girlfriend.”
A new voice dreamily entered the cramped workspace: “Girlfriend would imply mutual consent. And he hasn’t even asked, so that’d be a current impossibility.”
He fought to keep down his flush as Lovegood and Dreck continued discussing the matter in impartial terms. “Impossibility?”
“Current impossibility because it is not true, and therefore actions required to prove such a statement have not been sufficiently executed. It implies future possibility, but time of failure varies, dependent on whether the motion’s development is even incipient.”
“Why failure?”
“Failure is inevitable, and the subject usually cracks before performance.”
Dreck burst into laughter, theatrically wiped his eyes, and cried, “Ask her before I do!”
Scamander responded stiffly, “I seem to be approaching failure myself. This data doesn’t correlate with the current scope of understanding …” He explained his predicament; all thoughts of the previous conversation ostensibly effaced.
“Well, this inverted rainbow-”
“Parabola?”
“…indicates that due to intelligence, both male and female have roles in mate selection.”
But that’s unheard of… “That’s perfect,” he breathed, and turned his face to hers, a few inches away. “Say, do you… have any plans this weekend?”
“Currently? I see the start of some…” She smiled and left.
“Is that an inverted rainbow on your face?”
As he should have long ago: “Shut up.”
Miraculously, Dreck conceded.
Mandy Summers (nee Brocklehurst)/Jake Summers (G) by numbaby
Word Count: 100
“I like spending Fridays with you,” Mandy announced, leaning back against Jake.
“You realise we both work
from home?” he teased, poking her side. “We can have weekends whenever we like.”
“Oh, shut up,” she
chastised playfully, standing and pulling him up behind her. “Come on, let’s go
out. Have fun in the city.”
Her eager smile was hard
to fight. “Are you asking me out on a date, Mrs. Summers?”
“Think I am, Mr. Summers.”
She tipped her head toward their bedroom. “Now get in there and make yourself
pretty. I want you looking fine tonight.”
“As you wish”
★ Prompt suggestions like blankets, should be shared! If you’ve got an inspirational idea you want to toss our way, we accept carrier pigeons and emails to lazysundaydrabs@gmail.com You’re also welcome comment to any post with suggestions, logged in or anonymously.