fic: drabble meme! [8 drabbles, various fandoms.]
You know that meme where you put your itunes on shuffle and you write to ten songs? I did that. Well, I only did eight before I tired out. But hey! Here's some multi-fandom drabbles! I haven't written HP fic since 2010! This is cause for celebration. As you can only write for the length of the song, some of these are rough. I'm just proud to have written something again.
Fandoms included: Harry Potter [Remus/Sirius, Draco/Hermione], Pirates of the Caribbean [Jack/Elizabeth, Will/Elizabeth], Game of Thrones [Dany/Jorah], Spartacus [Gannicus/Saxa]
Comments are love. I've missed you all.
1. Yes - Coldplay - 7:09 [Harry Potter. Draco/Hermione. ]
When it started we were alright, but night makes a fool of us in daylight.
The realization hit him like a bolt of lightning. Or had it been an oncoming slow burn all along? When exactly did he fall for Hermione Granger? Was it when she clung to him, her hands fisting into his dress robes as her hot tears fell onto his neck? Was it when she smiled at him the first time, victorious? The first time she screamed his name when she came? Or earlier? He wasn't sure he could admit to himself that he'd harbored feelings for her all those years ago. He couldn't pinpoint it. All he knew was how much he loved her now and how he had ruined everything. Not even firewhiskey could dull the ache in his heart. He loved everything about her. Her passion in her beliefs, her innate Gryffindor stubbornness, her brilliance in pretty much everything. The curve of her lips. The labyrinth of her curls. The delicate arch of her feet. Her bum. Her eyes. Her hips. Everything. The thought of losing it all, losing her, was enough to drive him mad. What a fool he was! To think she could love him as well. He was nothing. He didn't deserve her. But she lifted him up from darkness. She made him a better man. She gave her love fiercely and trusted him despite their history and he fucked it all up. So, he sat at the table by the window, nursing a drink, hoping against hope that she would come. That he could explain himself.
He was about to give up, resigned to an eternity without her brightness in his life, when the door to the pub crashed open. And she was there, eyes ablaze and wet with rain. Draco Malfoy barely had time to stand before she flew into his arms. Her embrace crushed him and mended him in one. All was not lost.
"Hermione, I--"
But she silenced his doubts with a kiss.
2. All I Wanted - Paramore - 3:48 [Harry Potter. Remus/Sirius.]
Maybe then, we'd remember to slow down at all our favorite parts.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Fingers splayed across cool sheets, kissed by the warmth of the morning sun.
All I wanted was you.
Cup of last night's cold coffee. The telly on mute is a comfort. Makes it seem less empty. Breathe in. Breathe out.
All I wanted was you.
The halls and moving staircases bring memories. Some cause smiles, most tears. There. Two boys hidden in an alcove, one golden haired and the other raven haired. Lips touch in the dark. Stop. Heart pounding. Can't breathe. No. Go. They'll see. Hide in the loo with a silencing charm to cover your racking sobs. It is just like being back at school.
All I wanted was you.
Teaching. Boggarts. The full moon. Suppose a life without you can't be represented in boggart form. Better that way. Don't want to confuse the children. Harry. So beautiful, so brilliant. I wish you could see him. It should be you here, not me.
All I wanted was you.
All I wanted was you.
All I wanted was you.
It wasn't you. It couldn't have been you. Twelve muggles. No.
3. Timshel - Mumford & Sons - 2:53 [A Song of Ice and Fire. Dany/Jorah.]
You are not alone in this.
He catches her in a moment of weakness. Oh, how they are fewer and fewer between these days. His courageous and strong khaleesi. His silver queen.
"What is it, khaleesi?" he asks, careful to be close, but not close enough to touch. He'd been spurned by her before. But he is always willing to try again.
She wipes away her tears, hiding her frailty behind a mask of regal indifference. "It's nothing, my bear. Nothing."
He reaches out then, to wipe at the one tear she missed. Her cheek is damp and soft. He longs to wrap his arms around the girl. "This isn't nothing, my lady. Let me shoulder some of your burden. You mustn't carry it alone."
4. I Remember - Damien Rice - 5:30 [Harry Potter. Draco/Hermione.]
Continuation of #1
Her lips tasted of forgiveness. He didn't care that they were making a scene. Let them watch. Let them see what love truly looked like. When their lips finally parted, the pub erupted into whoops and cheers. Hermione smirked, her cheeks flushed, and buried her face into his neck. He couldn't stop the smile from coming either but he still shouted, "oh fuck off," to the onlookers.
She slid her fingers into his and pulled him silently from the pub. They disappeared into the night with a crack.
5. Everything Fades - Poets of the Fall - 3:10 [Pirates of the Caribbean. Elizabeth Swann.]
The beach was full of sound. Waves crashing, gulls crying, heart without a home thumping. The heartbeat was the most unbearable. The sound threatened to deafen Elizabeth. Why had she promised to keep it for him? How could she keep such a thing near her always? The beating of that undead heart would constantly remind her, for ten years, of what she couldn't have. What she constantly betrayed. Even now, everything faded away when her own traitorous heart brought to mind kohl-smudged eyes and golden glinting smile. Her skin grew hot from the mere thought of Jack Sparrow. They had unfinished business. And now she had ten years to make amends.
6. White Blank Page - Mumford & Sons - 4:14 [Pirates of the Caribbean. Will/Elizabeth!Virginity.]
Oh tell me now it was my fault in loving you with my whole heart.
Their breathing came in gasps and sighs. Will was so lost in Elizabeth, he no longer knew where his body began and ended. This moment had been inevitable. He'd dreamt of it for so long, knowing it was folly. Nothing but a fantasy. They could never truly be together, it wasn't possible. Not like this. Elizabeth's alabaster skin was smudged with the dirt of the smithy floor, but she never had never looked so radiant to him. He came with proclamations of love for her on his lips as she pushed the damp hair from his brow, pressing feverish kisses over his face.
"I love you, too." she whispered as they held each other in the dark. Will could not see the tears that stained her cheeks.
7. Summer Scarves - Butch Walker - 4:25 [Harry Potter. Remus/Sirius.]
Some wait their whole lives just to feel something right. And it grips you like a wave you wish that never goes away. Then it does.
"You're so quiet, Moony." Sirius said, splaying his fingers over the book Remus was trying to read.
With a sigh, he let the book slip into Sirius' hands. "I'm just reading, Sirius."
"It's summer. Save your reading for school. There are better things to do."
"Like what?" Remus said, eyebrow raised.
Sirius' mischievous grin spoke for him.
"Insatiable bastard." Remus said with a laugh as Sirius' fingers buried themselves in his hair. Their lips met with ease.
8. Pretty Young Thing - Fink - 4:35 [Spartacus: Vengeance. Gannicus/Saxa.]
Hot little thing that knows it. Don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out?
Gannicus first noticed her when they staged the mock duels. She was a fearless and ruthless fighter. Golden hair flying as she battled Spartacus' woman. They were well matched. The duel ended amicably, Saxa dragging Mira's head down for a victorious kiss. Gannicus could not help but laugh out loud. Now that was a lovely sight.
I rival any fucking man.
Gannicus was willing to put her haughty proclamations to test.
The sun had slipped below the horizon and wine had been flowing freely for some time. Saxa was surrounded by friends and admirers, but Gannicus was not going to let the night go to waste. He pressed through the crowd effortlessly and planted himself in front of her. He held out a cup of wine to her.
"You fought well." he said.
Saxa took the wine with a nod of her golden head. "Gratitude. As did you, Gannicus."
And that was all she gave him. Others jostled for her attention. Gannicus gracefully retreated, knowing there would be other times to seek her out. He went to his bedroll and laid down.
It could have been hours later or minutes, he had fallen into a deep sleep. But no sleep was deep enough when a goddess of a woman was on top of him, pressing kisses to his chest.
"You think you can match me, Celt?" she asked, smiling in the dark.
But Gannicus had already grasped her hips and flipped their positions. "Aye, I do." he said, looking down at her, "Or I shall die trying."
Fandoms included: Harry Potter [Remus/Sirius, Draco/Hermione], Pirates of the Caribbean [Jack/Elizabeth, Will/Elizabeth], Game of Thrones [Dany/Jorah], Spartacus [Gannicus/Saxa]
Comments are love. I've missed you all.
1. Yes - Coldplay - 7:09 [Harry Potter. Draco/Hermione. ]
When it started we were alright, but night makes a fool of us in daylight.
The realization hit him like a bolt of lightning. Or had it been an oncoming slow burn all along? When exactly did he fall for Hermione Granger? Was it when she clung to him, her hands fisting into his dress robes as her hot tears fell onto his neck? Was it when she smiled at him the first time, victorious? The first time she screamed his name when she came? Or earlier? He wasn't sure he could admit to himself that he'd harbored feelings for her all those years ago. He couldn't pinpoint it. All he knew was how much he loved her now and how he had ruined everything. Not even firewhiskey could dull the ache in his heart. He loved everything about her. Her passion in her beliefs, her innate Gryffindor stubbornness, her brilliance in pretty much everything. The curve of her lips. The labyrinth of her curls. The delicate arch of her feet. Her bum. Her eyes. Her hips. Everything. The thought of losing it all, losing her, was enough to drive him mad. What a fool he was! To think she could love him as well. He was nothing. He didn't deserve her. But she lifted him up from darkness. She made him a better man. She gave her love fiercely and trusted him despite their history and he fucked it all up. So, he sat at the table by the window, nursing a drink, hoping against hope that she would come. That he could explain himself.
He was about to give up, resigned to an eternity without her brightness in his life, when the door to the pub crashed open. And she was there, eyes ablaze and wet with rain. Draco Malfoy barely had time to stand before she flew into his arms. Her embrace crushed him and mended him in one. All was not lost.
"Hermione, I--"
But she silenced his doubts with a kiss.
2. All I Wanted - Paramore - 3:48 [Harry Potter. Remus/Sirius.]
Maybe then, we'd remember to slow down at all our favorite parts.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Fingers splayed across cool sheets, kissed by the warmth of the morning sun.
All I wanted was you.
Cup of last night's cold coffee. The telly on mute is a comfort. Makes it seem less empty. Breathe in. Breathe out.
All I wanted was you.
The halls and moving staircases bring memories. Some cause smiles, most tears. There. Two boys hidden in an alcove, one golden haired and the other raven haired. Lips touch in the dark. Stop. Heart pounding. Can't breathe. No. Go. They'll see. Hide in the loo with a silencing charm to cover your racking sobs. It is just like being back at school.
All I wanted was you.
Teaching. Boggarts. The full moon. Suppose a life without you can't be represented in boggart form. Better that way. Don't want to confuse the children. Harry. So beautiful, so brilliant. I wish you could see him. It should be you here, not me.
All I wanted was you.
All I wanted was you.
All I wanted was you.
It wasn't you. It couldn't have been you. Twelve muggles. No.
3. Timshel - Mumford & Sons - 2:53 [A Song of Ice and Fire. Dany/Jorah.]
You are not alone in this.
He catches her in a moment of weakness. Oh, how they are fewer and fewer between these days. His courageous and strong khaleesi. His silver queen.
"What is it, khaleesi?" he asks, careful to be close, but not close enough to touch. He'd been spurned by her before. But he is always willing to try again.
She wipes away her tears, hiding her frailty behind a mask of regal indifference. "It's nothing, my bear. Nothing."
He reaches out then, to wipe at the one tear she missed. Her cheek is damp and soft. He longs to wrap his arms around the girl. "This isn't nothing, my lady. Let me shoulder some of your burden. You mustn't carry it alone."
4. I Remember - Damien Rice - 5:30 [Harry Potter. Draco/Hermione.]
Continuation of #1
Her lips tasted of forgiveness. He didn't care that they were making a scene. Let them watch. Let them see what love truly looked like. When their lips finally parted, the pub erupted into whoops and cheers. Hermione smirked, her cheeks flushed, and buried her face into his neck. He couldn't stop the smile from coming either but he still shouted, "oh fuck off," to the onlookers.
She slid her fingers into his and pulled him silently from the pub. They disappeared into the night with a crack.
5. Everything Fades - Poets of the Fall - 3:10 [Pirates of the Caribbean. Elizabeth Swann.]
The beach was full of sound. Waves crashing, gulls crying, heart without a home thumping. The heartbeat was the most unbearable. The sound threatened to deafen Elizabeth. Why had she promised to keep it for him? How could she keep such a thing near her always? The beating of that undead heart would constantly remind her, for ten years, of what she couldn't have. What she constantly betrayed. Even now, everything faded away when her own traitorous heart brought to mind kohl-smudged eyes and golden glinting smile. Her skin grew hot from the mere thought of Jack Sparrow. They had unfinished business. And now she had ten years to make amends.
6. White Blank Page - Mumford & Sons - 4:14 [Pirates of the Caribbean. Will/Elizabeth!Virginity.]
Oh tell me now it was my fault in loving you with my whole heart.
Their breathing came in gasps and sighs. Will was so lost in Elizabeth, he no longer knew where his body began and ended. This moment had been inevitable. He'd dreamt of it for so long, knowing it was folly. Nothing but a fantasy. They could never truly be together, it wasn't possible. Not like this. Elizabeth's alabaster skin was smudged with the dirt of the smithy floor, but she never had never looked so radiant to him. He came with proclamations of love for her on his lips as she pushed the damp hair from his brow, pressing feverish kisses over his face.
"I love you, too." she whispered as they held each other in the dark. Will could not see the tears that stained her cheeks.
7. Summer Scarves - Butch Walker - 4:25 [Harry Potter. Remus/Sirius.]
Some wait their whole lives just to feel something right. And it grips you like a wave you wish that never goes away. Then it does.
"You're so quiet, Moony." Sirius said, splaying his fingers over the book Remus was trying to read.
With a sigh, he let the book slip into Sirius' hands. "I'm just reading, Sirius."
"It's summer. Save your reading for school. There are better things to do."
"Like what?" Remus said, eyebrow raised.
Sirius' mischievous grin spoke for him.
"Insatiable bastard." Remus said with a laugh as Sirius' fingers buried themselves in his hair. Their lips met with ease.
8. Pretty Young Thing - Fink - 4:35 [Spartacus: Vengeance. Gannicus/Saxa.]
Hot little thing that knows it. Don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out?
Gannicus first noticed her when they staged the mock duels. She was a fearless and ruthless fighter. Golden hair flying as she battled Spartacus' woman. They were well matched. The duel ended amicably, Saxa dragging Mira's head down for a victorious kiss. Gannicus could not help but laugh out loud. Now that was a lovely sight.
I rival any fucking man.
Gannicus was willing to put her haughty proclamations to test.
The sun had slipped below the horizon and wine had been flowing freely for some time. Saxa was surrounded by friends and admirers, but Gannicus was not going to let the night go to waste. He pressed through the crowd effortlessly and planted himself in front of her. He held out a cup of wine to her.
"You fought well." he said.
Saxa took the wine with a nod of her golden head. "Gratitude. As did you, Gannicus."
And that was all she gave him. Others jostled for her attention. Gannicus gracefully retreated, knowing there would be other times to seek her out. He went to his bedroll and laid down.
It could have been hours later or minutes, he had fallen into a deep sleep. But no sleep was deep enough when a goddess of a woman was on top of him, pressing kisses to his chest.
"You think you can match me, Celt?" she asked, smiling in the dark.
But Gannicus had already grasped her hips and flipped their positions. "Aye, I do." he said, looking down at her, "Or I shall die trying."