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Title: Spring
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Laura Madley/Theodore Nott
Prompt: 013. Yellow
Word Count: 400
Rating: G
Summary: Theodore realizes that the colors around green make it what it is.
Author's Notes: None
Once, when he was seven, he saw the color of death. It flowed from his father’s wand in ribbons of green, and Theodore thought “I too, am green.” For years he had felt that deep inside, his core was not red and blue like normal hearts. It was beating green and silver as a true Nott would have it.
While the green seemed to him like death, it came to pass that Silver would be all things uncertain. He never thought of silver shining like something new, but to him it was gray like rain clouds. Those clouds brought the whole world into shadow and gloom and Theodore found a comfort in that. That in those shadows laid uncertainty and it was there that people could be controlled. In their indecision it was easy to steer them deeper into shadow until they were completely under your control.
Green and Silver ended up to be death and unimaginable power- if only he used it right. If only he never saw anything else in the colors.
Then he saw it, flashing in the corner of his eye, an intrusion. He tried to ignore it at first but soon enough it was pushed in his face. It was loud, rambunctious and almost turned him away completely initially. It was Yellow, rising in the sky of his world like a sun, drenching all the shadows of his heart in light.
Her favorite dress is a yellow sundress. It falls to her knees in a ratty hem and she told him once its official color was ‘Sunflower’. His favorite suite is dark green, and while her dress lets her inner child shine, his suite brings out the higher class gentleman. The ‘scrooge’, she’d say, and she would be laughing for ten minutes at his scowl. Once, she had the courage to press her hip to his and casually she had leaned up to show him her new pet. It was a spider she had found in the corner of a window beside the rows of potion books. He hadn’t been looking at the spider though. He had been staring at the way her yellow sundress looked against the green of his suit.
For a stitch in time, Theodore forgot about death and power. Theodore thought the colors together reminded him an awful lot of spring. It took him longer than usual to push her away.
Title: Spring
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Laura Madley/Theodore Nott
Prompt: 013. Yellow
Word Count: 400
Rating: G
Summary: Theodore realizes that the colors around green make it what it is.
Author's Notes: None
Once, when he was seven, he saw the color of death. It flowed from his father’s wand in ribbons of green, and Theodore thought “I too, am green.” For years he had felt that deep inside, his core was not red and blue like normal hearts. It was beating green and silver as a true Nott would have it.
While the green seemed to him like death, it came to pass that Silver would be all things uncertain. He never thought of silver shining like something new, but to him it was gray like rain clouds. Those clouds brought the whole world into shadow and gloom and Theodore found a comfort in that. That in those shadows laid uncertainty and it was there that people could be controlled. In their indecision it was easy to steer them deeper into shadow until they were completely under your control.
Green and Silver ended up to be death and unimaginable power- if only he used it right. If only he never saw anything else in the colors.
Then he saw it, flashing in the corner of his eye, an intrusion. He tried to ignore it at first but soon enough it was pushed in his face. It was loud, rambunctious and almost turned him away completely initially. It was Yellow, rising in the sky of his world like a sun, drenching all the shadows of his heart in light.
Her favorite dress is a yellow sundress. It falls to her knees in a ratty hem and she told him once its official color was ‘Sunflower’. His favorite suite is dark green, and while her dress lets her inner child shine, his suite brings out the higher class gentleman. The ‘scrooge’, she’d say, and she would be laughing for ten minutes at his scowl. Once, she had the courage to press her hip to his and casually she had leaned up to show him her new pet. It was a spider she had found in the corner of a window beside the rows of potion books. He hadn’t been looking at the spider though. He had been staring at the way her yellow sundress looked against the green of his suit.
For a stitch in time, Theodore forgot about death and power. Theodore thought the colors together reminded him an awful lot of spring. It took him longer than usual to push her away.