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Since LJ is finally allowing me to post directly I am adding yesterday's drabble here too, even though I posted on the Insanejournal community.
Title: A Challenge
Characters/Pairing: Bill/Sirius
Word Count: 302
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Challenge: Day 15
Author's Notes: Not beta-ed. For
ragdoll and her prompt: brush
Bill studied the tattered curtains, trying to keep quiet while he inspected the portrait's spells. It was a puzzle, certainly, and although he'd been told there were Permanent Sticking Charms on the painting, every wizard knew that the magic faded after death. It was just a matter of time before the right charms could be identified and applied.
He moved forward as he felt someone enter the hallway, inching closer to the frame to allow room for passage. Robes brushed past him then warmth blanketed his back.
"Can you get her down?" The smoky voice ghosted across his ear and Bill turned, grunting slightly as he bumped into Sirius Black.
"Pardon me," Bill murmured as Sirius leaned around him to look at him.
"No bother at all."
Bill met the curiously amused gaze. Black's grey eyes were just a bit wild and Bill felt his heart jump as Black grinned. He remembered that this wasn't the notorious killer and that although Azkaban still lingered in his veins, Black was innocent of the murder he'd been accused.
"She's a right terror and I was just curious as to whether or not you'd be able to move the bloody menace."
"I should be able to once I figure out the right method, Mr Black."
"Sirius. Mr Black was my father," Black murmured, reaching out to flick the end of Bill's ponytail off his shoulder.
"Of course, Sirius," Bill nodded then licked his lips as Sirius' smile widened. He shuddered slightly as Sirius walked away, his body once again brushing close to Bill's and leaving him with the impression of heat and a seductive predatory smile.
Bill watched Sirius charge up the stairs and turned back to the portrait. He glanced back at the empty hall, uncertain which challenge he was going to tackle first.
~*~
Title: Fairer Sex
Characters/Pairing: Kingsley/Tonks
Word Count: 225
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Challenge: Day 16
Author's Notes: Not beta-ed. For
snapesgirl and her prompt: glitter
Kingsley had never met anyone quite like Nymphadora Tonks. And not just because she was a Metamorphmagus but she just didn't seem to act like other witches he'd known either. She didn't hold with all the paint and glitter that most women did. A simple bit of make-up graced her features unless she was on an assignment that called for more. Most times her face was clear and pretty all on its own. It was because of this he'd underestimated her once. But he never did so again.
Tonks was petite and fearless, and he felt a desire to protect her whenever they worked together. She disabused him of this notion quite quickly. Tonks was one of the better Aurors he had duelled with and Kingsley appreciated the training Moody had given her. Their severe practices led him to change his opinion about having women in the field for she was just as fierce as any man when on a mission.
She also had no qualms about standing up to anyone that thought her less of an Auror because she was young. She put any complaints to bed about her competence and Kingsley was sorely disappointed when she settled on Remus Lupin.
Still, he admired the little Auror from a distance, knowing that this member of the fairer sex had won him over long ago.
Title: A Challenge
Characters/Pairing: Bill/Sirius
Word Count: 302
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Challenge: Day 15
Author's Notes: Not beta-ed. For
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Bill studied the tattered curtains, trying to keep quiet while he inspected the portrait's spells. It was a puzzle, certainly, and although he'd been told there were Permanent Sticking Charms on the painting, every wizard knew that the magic faded after death. It was just a matter of time before the right charms could be identified and applied.
He moved forward as he felt someone enter the hallway, inching closer to the frame to allow room for passage. Robes brushed past him then warmth blanketed his back.
"Can you get her down?" The smoky voice ghosted across his ear and Bill turned, grunting slightly as he bumped into Sirius Black.
"Pardon me," Bill murmured as Sirius leaned around him to look at him.
"No bother at all."
Bill met the curiously amused gaze. Black's grey eyes were just a bit wild and Bill felt his heart jump as Black grinned. He remembered that this wasn't the notorious killer and that although Azkaban still lingered in his veins, Black was innocent of the murder he'd been accused.
"She's a right terror and I was just curious as to whether or not you'd be able to move the bloody menace."
"I should be able to once I figure out the right method, Mr Black."
"Sirius. Mr Black was my father," Black murmured, reaching out to flick the end of Bill's ponytail off his shoulder.
"Of course, Sirius," Bill nodded then licked his lips as Sirius' smile widened. He shuddered slightly as Sirius walked away, his body once again brushing close to Bill's and leaving him with the impression of heat and a seductive predatory smile.
Bill watched Sirius charge up the stairs and turned back to the portrait. He glanced back at the empty hall, uncertain which challenge he was going to tackle first.
Title: Fairer Sex
Characters/Pairing: Kingsley/Tonks
Word Count: 225
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Challenge: Day 16
Author's Notes: Not beta-ed. For
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Kingsley had never met anyone quite like Nymphadora Tonks. And not just because she was a Metamorphmagus but she just didn't seem to act like other witches he'd known either. She didn't hold with all the paint and glitter that most women did. A simple bit of make-up graced her features unless she was on an assignment that called for more. Most times her face was clear and pretty all on its own. It was because of this he'd underestimated her once. But he never did so again.
Tonks was petite and fearless, and he felt a desire to protect her whenever they worked together. She disabused him of this notion quite quickly. Tonks was one of the better Aurors he had duelled with and Kingsley appreciated the training Moody had given her. Their severe practices led him to change his opinion about having women in the field for she was just as fierce as any man when on a mission.
She also had no qualms about standing up to anyone that thought her less of an Auror because she was young. She put any complaints to bed about her competence and Kingsley was sorely disappointed when she settled on Remus Lupin.
Still, he admired the little Auror from a distance, knowing that this member of the fairer sex had won him over long ago.