It's been so long that I forgot how to do drabble challenges by the rules, so  I'm posting this here in my many months disused LJ

Drabble: Overdue (I answered this challenge on "Snape100," but it turned out not to exist.
Pairing: Snape/Harry
Words: 100

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”sleepless night”

Snape had been gone hours and Harry, despite himself, was worried.

Snape could take care of himself, but it never left Harry’s mind that at any time, Snape could be found out and simply fail to return from one of these hellacious meetings.

Harry tried to occupy himself with reading, puttering about the house, eating, but tonight nothing worked. He imagined Snape suffering under Cruciatus attacked with his own spell, Sectumsempra, The very worst was the image Harry couldn’t free himself of – Voldemort pointing his wand crying “Avada Kedavra.”

Harry lay sleepless and prayed  that overdue wouldn’t become gone forever.

What is the one thing all the DADA teachers have in common ... with one exception.

No, this is not an anatomy question ;>)

Haven't been posting much. Haven't had much to say. Fighting the Big D. But I'm still here, still reading, just not writing. So ... hi to my flist.

When it comes to porn, two of my favorite words are 'spread' and 'lick.'

That is all.

I don't usually meme, but this was such a nice one, especially for the new year, that I'm gakking from the lovely srichard.

The next time someone you love/like/find mildly pleasant crops up on your flist, post a damned comment and tell them so. Don't give me any of that shy crap, they'll probably wet themselves with pleasure.

Now go forth and spread the love under your own damned name, like an honest person! And post this on your journal so that others will engage in the positive behaviour of interacting in a socially acceptable manner.

So, I'm sending you all my love dear flist. Send me yours and then spread forth.

Apparently there's some question of whether our beloved JKR knows what the hell she's doing.

Avoiding the obvious: "She's the fucking richest woman in the world; she probably has a clue!" I'd like to examine this in my own fragmentary way. Some of the questions raised: Is she a world-builder? Does she have a moral vision? Is her work worthy of in-depth analysis? Do the books hang together? In short, is she a good witch or a bad witch, er ... a good writer or a bad writer?

Before going on to some of the esoterica of morality and writing quality, let's tackle the central question:

( What Did JKR Know? And When Did She Know It?Collapse )

I'd be so grateful if someone would make for me an HP-themed holiday icon and/or a non-sectarian winter-type icon. This is a definite shortage in my collection.

Thanks ever so.

Utter inanity this time.




Do you say:

teaspoonsful or teaspoonfuls

passerbys or passersby

all of a sudden or all of the sudden

you've got another think coming or you've got another thing coming

nucleear or nucular

to all intents and purposes or for all intents and purposes

a historian or an historian

What other pairings can you think of?

I came across this in perusing f of flist and thought some of you might enjoy it.
It's by the_gwyllion


ToiletSeat!Snape


In other news, I've derailed a bit on my fitness plan. I was supposed to go to an aerobics class this morning at 9:30, followed by a free hour with a personal trainer at the gym I recently joined, but I couldn't get myself out of bed. I was a zombie until the ridiculous hour of 1 PM!! Consequently, I've got nothing done whatsoever today -- no workout, no grocery shopping. I'm just not inspired by the cloudy raininess.

And then there's my dream-self, who's annoying me with her gullibility. The other night I dreamed I'd gone back to work at a restaurant I worked in over 20 years ago. This is sort of a recurring dream of mine -- finding myself waitressing inexplicably after 19 years in academia. It doesn't quite have the force of nightmare, but it's pretty yucky even so.

Anyway, I've dreamed this sort of thing enough to know even in my dreams that I might well be dreaming, so Dream!Gaeta, finding herself in this suspiciously familiar position, did a reality check and confirmed for herself that indeed this was no dream. She proceeded to give former boss (wife), whom I disliked, a big hug and then sit down for a cigarette for former boss (husband), who was a decided jerk.

Stupid bint!

Finally, I'm far happier than anyone needs to be over the fact that the price of gasoline just went back under $2 a gallon for the first time since last spring. I honestly never thought I'd see that kind of price again.

HP fen on my flist should go over and see yahtzee63's new comm, hp500. Then you should join and write some little ficlets for me to read.

My debut entry (which came in a bit over the 500 word limit) is Conundrum