Drabbling!
Apr. 15th, 2006 12:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I despise drabbling, and I always seem to forget this. I just...I HATE DELETING MY WORDS. HATE HATE HATE. The 100-word limit is a thing of tyranny. TYRANNY, I TELL YOU.
For
absinthe_lust:
Bellatrix learns of the Mirror as a child, and it fascinates her, because it would be grand to know everyone's secrets.
She asks McGonagall where to find it (because Slughorn cares only for philtres and fame), and the thin-lipped dismissal Bella receives makes her spend years searching the halls.
After she finds it, she runs, red eyes and green light swimming in her vision. She isn't afraid, but those thoughts can be dangerous, in the wrong company.
She returns with a Blasting Hex on her lips and stares at the Mirror. She walks away.
Knowledge is nothing without power.
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For
regulusa:
Father drinks, Mother screams, Sirius snarks, and Regulus wonders if family dinners have always been so awful.
Tonight is better than most; it's still about as cheery as a funeral, but at least they made it through the main course before the fighting started in earnest.
He stares at the slice of pie on his plate - strawberry and rhubarb, which he hates because the rhubarb cuts his mouth - and winces at the sound of a crystal goblet smashing against the wall.
Sirius storms out of the room and up the stairs.
"Finish your dessert," his mother commands, and he does.
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Also, my brother just suggested I write some Nigel/Eddie slash. After I recovered from being horrified, I said that it's not slash if it's canon.
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Bellatrix learns of the Mirror as a child, and it fascinates her, because it would be grand to know everyone's secrets.
She asks McGonagall where to find it (because Slughorn cares only for philtres and fame), and the thin-lipped dismissal Bella receives makes her spend years searching the halls.
After she finds it, she runs, red eyes and green light swimming in her vision. She isn't afraid, but those thoughts can be dangerous, in the wrong company.
She returns with a Blasting Hex on her lips and stares at the Mirror. She walks away.
Knowledge is nothing without power.
For
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Father drinks, Mother screams, Sirius snarks, and Regulus wonders if family dinners have always been so awful.
Tonight is better than most; it's still about as cheery as a funeral, but at least they made it through the main course before the fighting started in earnest.
He stares at the slice of pie on his plate - strawberry and rhubarb, which he hates because the rhubarb cuts his mouth - and winces at the sound of a crystal goblet smashing against the wall.
Sirius storms out of the room and up the stairs.
"Finish your dessert," his mother commands, and he does.
Also, my brother just suggested I write some Nigel/Eddie slash. After I recovered from being horrified, I said that it's not slash if it's canon.