Below the cut you will find my glorious chapter list! Titles will be added in sets by year; sections will be linked as they are posted.
Rabbit is a work using fanfic100 prompts that provides a window into the antebellum world of purebloods and (future) Death Eaters through the view of young Rabastan Lestrange between spring 1967 and spring 1975.
General Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling made up this world and most of the people in it. Not only do I not own the Harry Potter universe in general, but inspiration for many character designs and some scenes has come from the
good people of
marauder_elite. I am a fan of these fans, and in this fan-fiction, I shamelessly borrow in the spirit of communal creativity.
Thank you |
to all the past and present lovelies of
marauder_elite,
without whom I would never have thought about little Rabbit or
big Rabastan or any of it. Special thanks to
mildlyironic for
being with me to give Rabbit his embarrassing nickname, launch
the Pensieve, and joke around when elf heads were scary.
1959 |
September |
1967 |
April |
May |
June |
July |
August |
September |
October |
November |
December |
1968 |
January |
February |
March |
April |
May |
June |
July |
August |
September |
October |
November |
December |
1969 |
January |
February |
March |
April |
May |
June |
July |
August |
September |
October |
November |
December |
1970 |
January |
February |
March |
April |
May |
June |
July |
August |
September |
October |
November |
December |
1971 |
January |
February |
March |
April |
May |
June |
July |
August |
September |
October |
November |
December |
Prologue
Birth Naïveté
Yellow Work Smell Purple Sight Earth Orange Breakfast Christmas Flou
Sixth Sense Heart Who? Circle Days Black Outsides Sound Star Rain Colourless Passing Faille
Fixed Parents Broken Not Enough Shapes Hours Spade Summer Fall Children Drink Independence Supériorité
Lunch Fire Club Thunder Spirit School Triangle Blue Past Girls Where? Present Noircissement
Dark Touch Sunrise Too Much Death Shade And How? Beginnings Insides Partners Air Sudden in a shaft of sunlight
Even while the dust moves
There rises the hidden laughter
Of children in the foliage
Quick now, here, now, always