Brain Flotsam V2.007

So I was working on editing the good bits of my nanowrimo experiment, adding some new chapters to round out the plot, and thinking I could put it on decafest because the main line of story does take place Ten Years After.
But I can't bring myself to let Snape and Lupin stay dead.  :P
They're alive and raising Teddy together and being involved in all kinds of things with the future of the Wizarding World in my AU, and I like it!
The Malfoys also make a good showing.
I have my biases, I suppose.  ;)
So I may not post it to decafest, but at least the fest has made me open the file again. There's some good stuff in there, including a couple of sections that could totally be one-shots.
Maybe I will post them now!

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Pairings this part: Harry/Luna
Rating: PG
Notes: This is the last part.  I may dabble in this universe some more later, there's just so much going on!
This part has an ILLUSTRATION!  You'll hit the thumbnail in the text, just click to go to the full size art.


Winter Solstice 2008, Orchard's End, Devon

Harry couldn't sleep. 

He ran his fingers through Luna's curls on the pillow beside him. She was so beautiful, even with exhaustion written large on her face. If he kept fidgeting he would wake her, and she needed what sleep she could steal.  He eased out from under the quilts and walked around to the foot of the bed.( more )

NaNoWriMo Fanfiction Extravaganza - taking off into AU from approximately Chapter 26 of Deathly Hallows

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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 )

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-13
Notes: This is mostly Michelle's fault. ;)


October 2007, The Valley of the Kings, Egypt

Luna had the strangest feeling that she'd been here before.  Perhaps in was simply the perspective - it wasn't every day that one got a close look at tomb paintings upside-down because one's foot was caught in a fissure where a great chunk of the ceiling used to be. ( more )

Wow, I am so ready for NaNoWriMo to be over. I am *thiiiiiis* close to winning for the first time ever, but I am also really DONE with this whole story.
I could write more in the world sometime, but at this point I am having to stop myself from opening my original fiction every time I boot yWriter. This is a good thing in the long run; I do want to finish my original stuff, after all. I am just starting to feel the whole NaNoWriMo FINISH OR FAIL energy in a bad way.

Part of the NaNo fatigue may also be the driving need to do nothing but write in my free time in order to finish, when the holiday season is upon us and I have a brand new sewing machine and some great composition ideas for tarot cards and dang even without NaNo there's never enough time in the day!

So the minute I finish the scene that runs my count over 50k, that's it.
Done.
Finito.

Time to move on to my next big project. (Potholders! Seriously - I'm using them for training with the machine so that I can finish Michelle's quilt without mauling it.)

And then I have some decisions to make regarding my original fiction, but that's a post for another day.

Don't worry, I'm not giving up my obsession. I'm just much more of a fan artist than I am a fan author.

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Pairings this part: Harry/Luna, implied Remus/Severus, Bill/Fleur
Rating: PG-13
Notes: hahahahahahaha fibre monster.  :P


September 2008, Orchard's End, Devon

When Teddy's urgent screams began, Severus was the first to cut his spellcasting short and turn for the stairs.  He left Bill caught in a web of arcane symbols drawn in light, but did not worry about the curse-breaker.  Bill was doubtless a match for anything the old house could devise.  Remus took longer to disengage from his casting, but he was working more intricate wardings than Severus had been, ones that would bite back if the caster lost his concentration for long. 

Thus it was Severus who almost tripped over Harry Potter when he got down the stairs.  ( more )

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Pairings this part: Harry/Luna, implied Remus/Severus
Rating: PG-13
Notes: I made up monsters. Whee.  :)

September 2008, Orchard's End, Devon

The house sometimes felt haunted to Luna, even though there were no actual ghosts.  She and Harry had not yet made all the changes they hoped for, and there were moments when Luna could feel the lives of the previous occupants in the fabric on the walls. Once the house had belonged to Muggles, and their particular trials stood apart from the Wizarding lives that followed. She dreamed of children running through the halls, of long fevers and motionless portraits, of roosting owls and blossoming fruit trees, of broken broomsticks and new wands. She dreamed of endless days of warm rain.  ( more )

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Pairings this part: Harry/Luna
Rating: PG-13
Notes: More catching up after the holidays.

August 2005, Harry and Luna's flat, London

Harry set her gently on her feet in the entry to their flat, and Luna rested her head on his shoulder. 

"I'm afraid to ask whose idea that was," he murmured into her hair.  "What possessed you to drink all night?"

"Mm," Luna buried her face in the curve of his throat and slid her hands into his hair.  "Security - better than hexing those syco- syc- fans.  Is it warm in here?"    ( more )

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Pairings this part: Harry/Luna, Ron/Hermione
Rating: PG-13
Notes: trying to catch up on my holiday writing. Hopefully there will be a couple more parts posted today.


August 2005, The Red Raven, London

Luna's fingers tightened around the stem of her wine glass as she watched Harry move through the Ministry sycophants on the main dance floor.  He was hating even minute, she knew that, she had listened to his frustrations as they dressed earlier that evening.  Still she couldn't help the stab of jealousy -- and wasn't that such an ugly word -- to see the way the young and single of both sexes crowded in on him.  A dark-haired woman curled her hand possessively around Harry's forearm and Luna had to force her jaw to relax enough to swallow another sip of wine.( more )

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Pairings this part: Luna/Harry
Rating: PG
Notes: Uninspired, but it's Nano so here it is.  Also, I have discovered that one of the things I truly can't stand reading in fanfic is tedious point-by-point weddings and recitals of vows.  Maybe it's because I spend time reading ten billion variations on weddings and vows all the time (Occupational hazard), maybe it's just that I can't stand the overwhelming schmaltz.  This is why you will never see me writing out a wedding ceremony in this fanfic.  Receptions, sure.  Blooper reels from the wedding, absolutely.  But no ceremonial scripts. 


July 2008, Ministry of Magic Headquarters, London, Office of the Registrar General

Luna ran for the open lift, one hand holding up the hem of her gold dress robes, the other outstretched toward the closing gate.  "Oh, hold the doors, please!" she called. From just beyond the gate a black hand in a slate gray sleeve appeared, and the gate's progress halted as it sense the obstruction.  Luna slid into the half-empty car through the gap, and the hand withdrew. 

"Thank you," she gasped, without looking up, letting her robes fall back into place and checking to be sure the ribbons in her hair had not come undone. 

"And here I thought Harry would be the one running late," said a familiar deep voice, full of amusement.( more )
   

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Pairings this part: Ron/Hermione, Harry/Luna, mention/implication of George/OFC, Bill/Fleur, Percy/Penelope
Rating: PG-13


May 2007, Red Dragonfly house, Devon

Harry stood at the open casement of Red Dragonfly's attic bedroom, watching the insects for which the cottage was named hover around the vines just outside. He could hear the muffled commotion at the other end of the house, but up here he was removed somewhat from the chaos.

Even, or perhaps especially, in the Wizarding World, childbirth seemed to a be a time for women to band together against the menfolk; except for Ron, who wouldn't be moved (probably couldn't be moved at this point, with the grip Hermione had on him), the rest of the Weasley males and hangers-on had been banished.  George had organized a game of Chase-the-Snitch for the children out in the garden, but Harry did not have the heart to play.  He had not expected this moment to feel so melancholy. ( more )

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Pairings this part: none
Rating: G

September 2003, St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries

Not for the first time that morning, Ginny felt like her arm through his was all that held Neville upright.  The ceremony was not terribly long, but it involved rather more publicity than Neville had seen since the Battle of Hogwarts.  Having the Malfoys standing to his right probably didn't help, either.  ( more )

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Pairings this part: Harry/Luna, Ginny/Quidditch player, mention of Luna/Rolf and Harry/Ginny
Rating: PG
Notes: BONUS POST!  If you haven't read Part 17 (posted earlier today), go read that first! 


November 2001, Ginny Weasley's flat, Holyhead, Wales

Ginny had just put tea in the pot, waiting for the kettle to boil, when her Floo wards chimed.  She stepped into the living room and flicked her wand at the fireplace.  "Who is it?" 

"Ginny?"  Luna's face appeared in the fire, looking rather more distressed than Ginny had seen her in a while.  "Can I come through?" 

Ginny opened the wards.  "Go ahead."  Once Luna had landed and brushed herself clean of soot, Ginny realized that she had very recently been crying.  "Luna?" she asked.  "What on earth is wrong?  Sit down." 

Luna sat on the sofa and covered her face with both hands, then pushed her hair back and looked up at Ginny.  "Oh, God, Ginny, I slept with Harry." 

Ginny sat down.  ( more )

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Pairings this part: Harry/Luna, mention of past Harry/Ginny, Harry/others, Luna/Rolf, Luna/others
Rating: R  (please note the rating.  we may not have anatomical slang, but there is sex, people)
Warnings: sex, PTSD, hurt/comfort
Notes: I cannot even believe I'm posting this.  This is the second sex scene I have ever, ever written.  Ever.  Take that as a warning if you like.
Mad props to E for giving me some ideas for transitions.  Harry's glasses are foggy because of her.  :) 
Since this is a day late, it's twice as long as usual. 

November 2001, Number 12 Grimmauld Place, London

Harry could not pinpoint exactly when the evening had moved from a quiet tea to frantic snogging, but he was not going to complain.  Luna's skin was intoxicating; even the glimpses of her wrists under the loose cuffs of her blouse as she poured her tea had been temptation.  ( more )

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Pairings this part: Ron/Hermione, Harry/Luna
Rating: PG
Notes: I couldn't write smut in the lulls at work, people, sorry. 

July 2008, Red Dragonfly house, Devon

Harry had expected the wedding speech from Molly and tailored his arguments for her. He had anticipated that Fleur would have something to say, and Jenieve, and worked out the best way to placate them. He felt perfectly competent to defend the decision to Remus and Severus and even Andromeda. He had even prepared for the occasional big-brother routine Draco had been known to enact regarding Luna.

Harry had neglected to prepare for Hermione. ( more )

Ok.  I do have another installment to upload shortly.

But I did finally illustrate!  Hooray!


Harry and Luna walking in Grimmauld Square.

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Pairings this part: past Luna/Rolf Scamander
Rating: PG
Notes: cracktastic!  I had a really hard time not deleting huge chunks of this part.  Mm, Nano. 
BONUS: Now illustrated! See bottom of post.


November 2001, London, International Floo Arrivals Atrium

Harry wiped his brow as he made his way through the crowds of the International Floo Arrivals Atrium to the special clearance door. He resolved that next time his presence was urgently but secretly requested abroad, he would insist on a younger and more fit Polyjuiced body. The one he was in seemed to do nothing but sweat. ( more )

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Pairings this part: None, but mention of plenty
Rating: PG
Notes: Dashed off at work so that I would have a Part 14 to post for Michelle. 


February 2002, Ottery St. Catchpole

The day Ginny got promoted to first string as Chaser, she did what any young and excited Quidditch-playing war veteran would do; she apparated to the cemetery with a bottle of champagne in one hand and her reserve squad jersey bundled under her other arm.  ( more )