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First:
Title: Small interlude, a day in the midst of war.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Author:
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lynethe Pairing: Sirius / Lily, James / Lily
Raiting: PG-13
Summary: you out of their boxes every single day, but this does not seem to happen to anyone else. Will satisfy your curiosity a good idea?
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theburrowx , who asked to hold my year in LJ. Hope you like it, tared. Small interlude, a day in the midst of war.
Lyneth.
He walks around the headquarters of the order as his home and handled in those dark times of war as if it were a party and the attentive host. Goes up, down, do, ordering, chat, makes them all the jokes themselves Hogwarts Common Room (or baths for men) that the army who are trying to be, diaa day, with an effort that is already big enough without their children's constant interruptions. Nobody
never for the wagon.
shut Nobody does, nobody forces you to leave your nonsense, no one yells "Ensériate a bit, Black! Can not you see we're in the middle of the fucking apocalypse? "But we all leave unless and until you celebrate your stupid for attention. It's something that Lily can not understand.
- Black is the charm, Lilianne, he replied, when she thinks of complaining For this, emphasizing the last syllable of his course name to make it sound "French" -. Can not be avoided, can not resist, do not take "no" for an answer. Also, come on, when I've delayed activity of the Order?
Never, really. But this was not the point.
Lily is practical, logical, is pragmatic. And one day it's "charm Black" it gets out of his wits.
- Nonsense, "the short, even before the end of the "Lilianne."
Sirius looks, a second surprise, the next on the verge of raucous laughter and barking.
- That's right, Lily, you can ask your prometidito, if you do not believe me. Do you know where I've gotten over the years? And I have forgiven all those. Black charm.
- O Potter stupidity, "he retorted she, raising many eyebrows and putting hands on hips. But do not worry, I'm working on it. You can forget about seeing him again as we get married.
- The female population of Hogwarts is, without paying attention-Classes
winks, condescending, and continues for a while talking about his famous amorous activities in a tone completely cloying. A purpose. Lily sets her eyes, wondering how come I had not seen that and know that is definitely not something to be missed. Then, you realize the ace up his sleeve.
- Well. No class
This certainly does keep quiet.
- What?
- Yeah. Not all kind of
up an eyebrow in disbelief. For a second. Then simply smiles in a weird way, like a little girl.
-
- Some did not experience any potential is cut-Lily, consciously calm.
know right away that you now have your attention. No it was very difficult. "Subtle" is not exactly the best word to describe this Black (or any Black, to his knowledge, and if he had heard those stories about orgies and New Year vendettas were true) and the change in his attitude, and not so relaxed, not so presumptuous, at once becomes evident. Lily is sure that when you open your mouth called "Evans."
- Look, Evans - bingo - you do not know what lies around saying the head of Quaffle with which you busy, but that never happened to me, understand?
- What? - Asked confused-No! - Exclaims, after it reaches your mind a possible interpretation of "potential" - I was not talking about ... that .
- So? Decides
take the time to a dramatic pause. She sits upright in his chair, facing him, and pulls her hair back to expose his face.
- I'm talking about me, "he says, triumphantly. The "charm" Black never took effect me. At least. What do you say to that?
There is a second of stunned silence. And then, contrary to everything I expected, Sirius just starts laughing. Excessively high, overly long, entirely "Siriucesca" clutching his ribs with one hand and gesturing in the air with the other.
- ay, Lily says even in the midst of his laughter, shaking his head from side to side with enough air, "Oh, Lily, Lily, Lily continues descostillándose.
- What the hell are you? - She says, visibly irritated. Sirius
Masy laughs a few moments later, with obvious effort, is holding his outburst and approaches her. Fast. Is standing in front of her, in a way that, if you do not know better, might even be threatening.
- Oh, Lily, "he repeats, almost with malice. Oooh, Evans, Evans, Evans. Apparently the "Stupid Potter" has finally begun to pegársete you too. But do not feel bad, duraste enough. I would have expected that infected much earlier, around the "exchange of bodily fluids" between you.
- What do you ...?
- In third year, "he continues without let him speak," you refused to speak to James because he put a toad in the trunk of your friend Alice, remember?
- Yeah ... "he says, confused," What is ...?
- Then, he spent a month devising a plan of toilet paper to cover every room of women, even from the foot of the stairs. You spent the whole morning screaming, forgetting your law of ice, and he returned to the common room that evening made the King of Bliss. Fourth-still, as he takes a step towards her and not let it stop, "went to the Yule Ball with a type of Ravenclaw. Tall, skinny. Mc-something. James spent the remainder of her life impossible. Spent a significant portion-more than usual-of his family fortune in stink bombs, coloring her pink underwear and hung it on the Astronomy Tower, he gave his hair Amortentia all Slytherin goons, almost (almost ) forgot to bother Snivelus their fault, dammit! He kept a day until he learned that the subject really came out with one of the Hufflepuff prefects. That sent them both a letter with his blessing, and I "strictly forbidden" fuck her until they were married. Fifth, you lose your "bet-lela-for-nerds-on-who-gets-the-best-note-in-potions" to Brocklehurst and had to fly over the Quidditch pitch for an hour nonstop, low rain. After twenty minutes you lost your jacket, you fall nearly forty stupidly and ran across your lap to the side, at the end of the round came down all wet and messy and that night James did not leave anyone in the room sleep a wink. If you know what I mean. Sixth ...
- Sirius! - As Lily, red as a tomato from the shame and less and less-understood - What are you trying with this distraction? What to do with what we were talking about? What ...?
But you can not finish the sentence. Because suddenly it is close, very close, standing in front of her and with both arms at the side of his body, with their noses almost touching.
- Sixth went well, only even more evident. In seventh was the fucking Year Award, Evans. All this to impress you. And the guy, but parallel and totally corny, it's like my brother. And my point is ...
And, if anything, even use whatever is on your body. Buries his face in his shoulder, tickling his cheek with his long, unkempt hair, and next thing it says whispers. Softly, slowly, touching her earlobe with his lips with every word.
- My point is, Evans, you never tried.
Second:
Fandom: Harry Potter
Author:
lynethe Pairing: Sirius / Lily
Words: 237
- you never get tired of being good, Evans?
Lily, who until recently organized a papal seconds by simply distracted, can not help giving a start to the question. It's just that, one way or another, is something that has waited for Black to question him all his life.
"Have not you ever get tired of being the good-natured, Evans?" Was something I had imagined from his lips countless times since they were in their first Anoy she tried to dissuade him from doing any of their antics. It had always seemed quite natural that someone like Sirius, I loved the challenges and lived under their own law, questioning his moral sense and his penchant for rules, yet never had done, even in its worst moments of discussion. Until now.
Today, Sirius Black Lily makes that question had always believed the most logical thing to do, and shakes a little your world when you realize it's not a criticism or a challenge. It is an invitation, full of intent.
And yes, there are kissing in the middle of the kitchen and in the midst of war and in the middle of the convictions and the lack of control, at a point where nothing exists except two of them. And surely regret it later, and they will be ashamed, but now is a relief in the midst of the storm that is their lives.
And last:
Title: Relief.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Author:
lynethe Pairing: Sirius / Lily
Words: 112
was a limit that thought would never cross, and yet there it is. Skin to skin, lips to lips, now, later with his face buried in the tangle of red curls, then struggling to get rid of what remains of clothing (wool and corduroy trying to serve the last barrier, but nothing can stop it).
the day are heroes, saving the world and they crave it in the search a traitor. But some nights, in the most remote corners of the headquarters, it is they who rebel and seek comfort in something forbidden, something bad. In something real.
Immorality, in the midst of decency, just to avoid going crazy.
's done!
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