Queerditch drabbles
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rynneLast night I watched The Princess Bride. God I love that movie (and the book).
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thistlerose, remember when we decided we were going to do HP versions of movies, you with Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (and according to JKR site canon, Bill and Tonks are about the same age!) and me with The Princess Bride?
I was thinking about ways to adapt the HP characters to The Princess Bride throughout almost the entire movie. XD Now I really have to write it. After I steal the book back from Twin, of course. *g*
Also, I was teh frivolous and decided to ask for a custom title at FAP, since I can have one now. Guess what it is? "Playing with Puppies". I'm so obsessed.
I think my first rec for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
crack_broom will be tomorrow. After my THREE TESTS. *wibbles at the tests*
Anyway, have some drabbles.queerditch_pub's theme tonight was musicals. I just wrote two.
“What did you do?”
Remus sounded angry. And dangerous. Sirius was not afraid of him.
“Er.” It came out a squeak, and he cleared his throat. “Er, Remus, what d’you mean, what did I do?”
“Don’t play stupid,” Remus snapped. “McGonagall pulled me aside today and kept asking when I would actually start to be a good influence on you and James. It was not hard to figure out you did something.”
Sirius winced. Then decided again that no, he was not afraid of Remus. “They had it coming,” he muttered.
Remus narrowed his eyes. “Who had it coming, Sirius? And what did you do?”
“The Slytherins, of course,” Sirius said. He was not afraid of Remus. He was not. “And you’d know what I did if you came to lunch today instead of hiding out in the library. Studying for OWLs isn’t that interesting, you know.”
“Sirius.” Something inside Sirius tucked its tail between its legs. “What. Did. You. Do?”
Sirius coughed. “Banishing charm,” he said quickly. “On the tables, and the chairs. They can’t sit down and eat. And James figured out how to make it so the teachers couldn’t break it easily. Slytherins had to stand or sit on the floor and eat, and had to have the house-elves bring them food.” Despite himself, Sirius grinned.
Remus sighed and rubbed his forehead. “All right, then.” He turned, and started up the stairs to their dorm room. Sirius blinked.
“Er. Remus? No yelling?” Sirius hurried after him. “Aren’t you angry with me?”
Remus whirled around. “Stay right there,” he ordered. He started back up the stairs. Sirius followed. “Sirius, I mean it,” he said, this time without turning around. “Would it make any difference if I said it was a surprise?”
“Yes,” Sirius said, and sat down right there on the step. Remus snorted, and continued up the stairs.
A few minutes later, Remus called, “All right, Sirius, come on up!” Sirius leapt up and ran up the stairs, wondering what his surprise was. And why Remus was inclined to give him a surprise. Wasn’t he supposed to be angry?
Sirius opened the door, going in and closing it behind him, his eyes already searching out Remus. Who was. Was.
Sirius swallowed, hard.
Remus was naked and lounging on his bed, a book lying pages-down on his chest. He raised an eyebrow at Sirius. “Surprise,” he said dryly. “But that’s not all. Come here.”
Sirius went, his eyes locked on Remus’s. I’m not going to look down, he told himself. Remus looks…I’m not going to look down. He reached the edge of the bed and waited.
“Come on,” Remus said, a hint of irritation in his voice now. He shoved the book on the bedside table and sat up. Sirius tried very hard not to look at his lap. “Come on, Sirius, I’m not going to bite,” Remus told him. Then grinned. “Unless you want me to, of course.”
Now Sirius was trying not to think of Remus biting him. He was also failing dismally. He started climbing on the bed—and then found himself lying on the floor, halfway across the room.
“Banishing charm,” Remus said succinctly, and laughed.
*
Bill was getting a glass of water from the kitchen when he heard laughter in the living room. There’s not enough laughter in this house, he thought, veteran of the Weasley clan, and decided to go see who it was, at least, and then go back to bed.
“—even you can be taught a lesson, Professor,” he heard as he got closer to the room, glass of water in hand.
“You never stop learning,” the other voice said affably, and laughed, and Bill stopped. He recognized those voices.
“You want me to be the teacher this time?” Sirius said. Bill couldn’t see him, but he sounded like he would have been smirking.
“Oh, do go ahead,” Remus replied. There was an eyebrow raise in his voice, Bill decided. “What’s the lesson today, Professor Black?”
There was a moment of silence, and then more shared laughter, and Bill thought that maybe Sirius had whispered it in Remus’s ear. Bill closed his eyes. This was too intimate for him to eavesdrop on.
“Who'd believe that we two would end up as lovers?” Remus murmured as Bill started up the stairs. He didn’t wait to hear Sirius’s answer. But, as he closed the door to his room and lay down on the bed, he thought Sirius Black a very lucky man.
thistlerose, remember when we decided we were going to do HP versions of movies, you with Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (and according to JKR site canon, Bill and Tonks are about the same age!) and me with The Princess Bride?I was thinking about ways to adapt the HP characters to The Princess Bride throughout almost the entire movie. XD Now I really have to write it. After I steal the book back from Twin, of course. *g*
Also, I was teh frivolous and decided to ask for a custom title at FAP, since I can have one now. Guess what it is? "Playing with Puppies". I'm so obsessed.
I think my first rec for
crack_broom will be tomorrow. After my THREE TESTS. *wibbles at the tests*Anyway, have some drabbles.
queerditch_pub's theme tonight was musicals. I just wrote two.“What did you do?”
Remus sounded angry. And dangerous. Sirius was not afraid of him.
“Er.” It came out a squeak, and he cleared his throat. “Er, Remus, what d’you mean, what did I do?”
“Don’t play stupid,” Remus snapped. “McGonagall pulled me aside today and kept asking when I would actually start to be a good influence on you and James. It was not hard to figure out you did something.”
Sirius winced. Then decided again that no, he was not afraid of Remus. “They had it coming,” he muttered.
Remus narrowed his eyes. “Who had it coming, Sirius? And what did you do?”
“The Slytherins, of course,” Sirius said. He was not afraid of Remus. He was not. “And you’d know what I did if you came to lunch today instead of hiding out in the library. Studying for OWLs isn’t that interesting, you know.”
“Sirius.” Something inside Sirius tucked its tail between its legs. “What. Did. You. Do?”
Sirius coughed. “Banishing charm,” he said quickly. “On the tables, and the chairs. They can’t sit down and eat. And James figured out how to make it so the teachers couldn’t break it easily. Slytherins had to stand or sit on the floor and eat, and had to have the house-elves bring them food.” Despite himself, Sirius grinned.
Remus sighed and rubbed his forehead. “All right, then.” He turned, and started up the stairs to their dorm room. Sirius blinked.
“Er. Remus? No yelling?” Sirius hurried after him. “Aren’t you angry with me?”
Remus whirled around. “Stay right there,” he ordered. He started back up the stairs. Sirius followed. “Sirius, I mean it,” he said, this time without turning around. “Would it make any difference if I said it was a surprise?”
“Yes,” Sirius said, and sat down right there on the step. Remus snorted, and continued up the stairs.
A few minutes later, Remus called, “All right, Sirius, come on up!” Sirius leapt up and ran up the stairs, wondering what his surprise was. And why Remus was inclined to give him a surprise. Wasn’t he supposed to be angry?
Sirius opened the door, going in and closing it behind him, his eyes already searching out Remus. Who was. Was.
Sirius swallowed, hard.
Remus was naked and lounging on his bed, a book lying pages-down on his chest. He raised an eyebrow at Sirius. “Surprise,” he said dryly. “But that’s not all. Come here.”
Sirius went, his eyes locked on Remus’s. I’m not going to look down, he told himself. Remus looks…I’m not going to look down. He reached the edge of the bed and waited.
“Come on,” Remus said, a hint of irritation in his voice now. He shoved the book on the bedside table and sat up. Sirius tried very hard not to look at his lap. “Come on, Sirius, I’m not going to bite,” Remus told him. Then grinned. “Unless you want me to, of course.”
Now Sirius was trying not to think of Remus biting him. He was also failing dismally. He started climbing on the bed—and then found himself lying on the floor, halfway across the room.
“Banishing charm,” Remus said succinctly, and laughed.
*
Bill was getting a glass of water from the kitchen when he heard laughter in the living room. There’s not enough laughter in this house, he thought, veteran of the Weasley clan, and decided to go see who it was, at least, and then go back to bed.
“—even you can be taught a lesson, Professor,” he heard as he got closer to the room, glass of water in hand.
“You never stop learning,” the other voice said affably, and laughed, and Bill stopped. He recognized those voices.
“You want me to be the teacher this time?” Sirius said. Bill couldn’t see him, but he sounded like he would have been smirking.
“Oh, do go ahead,” Remus replied. There was an eyebrow raise in his voice, Bill decided. “What’s the lesson today, Professor Black?”
There was a moment of silence, and then more shared laughter, and Bill thought that maybe Sirius had whispered it in Remus’s ear. Bill closed his eyes. This was too intimate for him to eavesdrop on.
“Who'd believe that we two would end up as lovers?” Remus murmured as Bill started up the stairs. He didn’t wait to hear Sirius’s answer. But, as he closed the door to his room and lay down on the bed, he thought Sirius Black a very lucky man.
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Date: 2004-12-05 09:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-05 09:37 pm (UTC)Ah well, he's young and cute with floopy red hair. He'll have no troubles in the romance department!
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Date: 2004-12-06 10:36 am (UTC)Yes, you need to write that! And I need to brainstorm "Bill and Tonks' Excellent Adventure."
Good luck with your tests! *hug*
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Date: 2004-12-06 02:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-06 03:07 pm (UTC)I like how, even though Sirius is suppoed to be the good looking one, you had Bill wish he were with Remus. Good show...
~sulla~