A · Fair · Few · Fics
November 20th, 2006
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Title: Falling Stars Rating: PG, Angst Summary: The war's finished, the good guys won, and it's time to live. Wouldn’t it be lovely if that were true? from Falling Stars, part 2 asking her quietly, “Where is Fawkes? Where is that blasted bird?” The Phoenix should have already been in the air, A suddenly sickening thought struck them both at once. What if Falling Stars, Part 3 “Finite,” Severus growled again as he searched his mind for any trace of the magical imprint that he’d made of Potter. “Potter,” he roared. “Potter, open this door at once!” But, it wasn’t there; Severus could not find even the smallest trace of the boy’s magics. He truly had put every measure of it into the boy’s replica. It was what he had intended to do – so that he would not have to draw on more of Harry’s energies than necessary. They had been rushed; however, and as Severus had been running up the stairs to the tower, he had been clinging to the hope that he might have missed even the tiniest trace left in him to pull around his magic and shut down the boy’s wards. As soon as that hope was extinguished, he turned to other tactics. ( Read more... ) |
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Title: Falling Stars Rating: PG, Angst Summary: The war's finished, the good guys won, and it's time to live. Wouldn’t it be lovely if that were true? Falling Stars, part 4 Minerva stared at the parchment roll that had been unceremoniously dropped in beside her plate by a large, keen-eyed, black hawk that wheeled to swiftly deliver other messages to equally surprised recipients before catching her eye as it turned and flew out the window. After glancing around the table to see that no one had yet noticed the significance of her the odd delivery bird, she caught the edge of the roll and carefully unrolled it- breathing in the wisp of clove and dragon’s blood that was released when it opened fully. Potions Master -1c., Severus Snape, Headmistress Minerva McGonagall Re: Formal Tender of Resignation Headmistress McGonagall: This notice is to inform you that, as of twelve midnight, on this day, under the 3rd square of Mars and Saturn, I formally tender my resignation of the position of Potions Instructor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After twenty-two years of gainful employment, the exigencies of war have made returning to the classroom inconceivable. In deference to a tradition observed by your predecessor, I would like to show the presumption of suggesting my replacement. To this end, I would offer my endorsement of Neville Longbottom to this position. While the young man’s potential was never seriously displayed within the classroom ( Read more... ) |
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Title: Falling Stars Rating: PG, Angst Summary: The war's finished, the good guys won, and it's time to live. Wouldn’t it be lovely if that were true? Falling Stars, Part 5 “And you say that he was willing to do that?” Juliette stared at Severus with a look that was equal parts irritation, mystification, and sadness. “He was willing to simply throw his life away on a single interpretation of a prophesy? How dim is this child?” Chuckling at her mildly irreverent wit and amused that she’d make a comment like that about the cherished boy-who-lived, Severus stared at his diminutive wife, feeling somehow relieved that she had not falsely improved her appearance in the intervening years. The early gray that dimmed her once ebony hair felt familiar to him as though he had been with her to watch each hair turn. It mattered not that crows feet and age spots finely decorated the skin beneath her eyes; he still found her handsome. The sharpness in her eyes had not faded a twinkle, though it did have a taint of worry and sadness. The creases in her forehead, too, were new and spoke of worries and stresses that he would ask her to share if she could come to terms with how their life would have to be if she joined him in his new duty. A life on the run ( Read more... ) |
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