Brain Flotsam V2.007

I would like to share something that has never happened to me before, and I have been signing up for this challenge every year since 2000:



I still have to write the Potter Daughter scene, so I'm not done posting yet, and the scene that pushed me over was just potions wanking, but it was fun! 
I have written 50,000 words.  Hooray!

Now, sleep. Tomorrow, the final scene! (And posting of the ones gone before.)

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Pairings this part: None mentioned
Rating: PG
Notes: I don't have any idea what this was supposed to be before it died.


September 2008, Wendelin's Club, London

Draco was still a member of Wendelin's, despite the wartime uheaval.  The Malfoys had been on the membership roster since the 18th century, and none of the intervening wars had yet been sufficient cause to consider their removal.  The Club had been one of few safe spaces for Draco to stay when he visited England during the years of his exile.  These days he could be guaranteed a front-row seat for all of the Club's events. 

For this particular lecture, he sat with between his father and Severus, and the three of them had apparently intimidated anyone who might have taken the seats on either side, or even in the row behind them.  By the time Luna walked in, in fact, Draco felt like he, his father, and Severus occupied some strange island of silence in the usually lively lecture hall.  After all this time, the stigma still lingered.  ( more )