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A NIGHT CATHARSIS

1) My Beta beteado I have not, so there may be hidden around horrorez.
2) The parts in italics are in Bulgarian and when they speak with so many R's, Krum remember speaking English. == 0 ==

GOODBYE PERFECCIÓNI

Any woman would be more than happy to be just the wife of the great hero Harry Potter, but Ginny has never characterized precisely by being an ornament to hang up his arm. Incredible as it seems the world has found the balance to be a mother of three unruly children and carry a career, something his mother Molly was able to raise their six children, is a family as being redheads.

But the years have already made his and his body is not the same as before, those hips giants were not there, pregnancies have made a dent. Something as redundant was not the cause of leaving their loved Quidditch, an old injury made him withdraw into a few months. The horrible picture where his ass out on the broom just sped things up a bit.

The first weeks of withdrawal were terribly boring, stress need to be happy. Fortunately, experience in the toddle Quidditch allowed in journalism, his columns were well reseccióny was now covering the Quidditch World.

Be watching from the stands was a different world, the excitement to vibrate the air and the ground beneath their feet. The moves of the hunters and the movements of the searchers, the speed at which they were flying so hard to follow and also to the Snitch and her, to see these young men left him bitter taste of envy.

After seven hours of game and in a risky move, the form of Portugal is stretched to impossible in broom, everything to gain those inches that differentiate a winner from the loser, the finder of Egypt, a long nose tan try to do the same but when the first fingers closed around the Snitch only magic allowed the stadium left standing, the sound of unison cry of the stands shook him to the ground.

Portuguese The boy lifted his arm triumphantly in the air and a huge smile, Portugal had won the cup after 50 years! Although Ginny honestly did not care who win, could not help feeling that contagious euphoria running through the air like electricity.

The anthem of Portugal began to sound solemn as the huge glass they were given to the winners, taking a pass from journalist Ginny ran up the field for interviews and take photos for. Although perfectly able to write the article without exchanging words with the players, if needed to be close for photos.

Although the crowd was ridiculous, including elbowing, kicking and tripping achievement to show off for interviews. "This has been working as a team," we are proud to have earned this honor, "I dedicate it to my mom" blah, blah, blah. I use whatever embarrassing of all, she herself had similar responses in his time with the Holyhead Harpies.

Dragging your photographer as his personal luggage, the position where you queríay magic ordered that the boy came to life, "Carls takes photos that I want to go Now "the boy photographed men at breakneck speed, authoritative voice that castration had an implied threat if he failed.

Oh! Freedom was so close, the only thing that was missing from Ginny was to write the article to return home with Harry and children, sleeping for hours in her cozy bed and fuck like not to give yourself three long ago and endless weeks.

Carls was taking longer than necessary, the filter began to fool with a kid that just finished and was not interested at all, is that Ginny was falling sleep for being almost two in the morning and the very cheeky asked him to wait, so he decided to leave.

Although the party was the program, chose to miss the opportunity to be present in that enclosed area with internationally renowned players very drunk and very willing women surrounded by the incomparable company of his dear bed and a comfortable pillow.

very sleepy Ginny Leaving the stadium, could not avoid being approached by a spell that shouted "appears not taken, use the Ross network "while illuminating a sign indicating that this area was prohibited from appearing. So, with resignation addressed to the chimneys arranged especially for this purpose, that its flames were the words "closed for maintenance."

Mothers of network owners Ross and the useless staff that banned the development, had a bad case of bells in the ears for being so little imaginative Ginny When the insults. His mind dozed refused to move beyond of the "sons of ..." and could not think of as going to your hotel, more than two miles away in a beautiful and lonely Sofia.

The walk seemed terribly long and cold to the nearest spawn point, the steam of his breath was boring and dry lips stung. Sofia could be a very beautiful city and the Bulgarians were very proud of his massive Vitosha, but Ginny was the Arctic. According to its internal thermometer, was doing at least -5 º C and heating and spells were failing, his hands were stiff and did not feel his nose.

Lanzo sparks green, red, blue and even fireworks, but no bus came, so he decided to walk a marathon runner passage to your hotel. Shaking like jelly and teeth chatter just concentrated on walking towards the bed and the warmth of this, maybe that's why I do not notice the shadows behind him.

were three massive male shadows, which slipped to prevent the light from the streetlights and snow were helped to drown out the sound of his footsteps. Synchronized like a pack of wolves, each blocking any possible solution but did not pay attention prey around and they facilitated the work to go astray.

For a spell Ginny was the ideal compass for guidance, but not in a city had no dead ends and night is always best avoided. Darkness, confusion, cold, a thousand reasons did not have this previsióny was faced with a solid fence and three behemoths behind. Sueñoy goodbye to the cold, his wand flying pair list fend off any attack.

"Let me go and do them no harm," warned imposing in his voice more authoritative tone he could muster.

- Oh! The señorra is atrreve to amenazarrnos swaggering bully, "said Bald.

parrece "I forgot that sumarr, trres earn him a one- said another with a mustache.

were the two most impressive in terms of physical and they knew it, the third thin, malicious black eyes stood apart, silent and secretive, always out of sight and wand out smiling slyly. The first two gorillas, rose towering into Ginny.

- Expelliarmus- Ginny threw him to the first, the bald.

The man lost his wand but the mustache immediately rushed at her, his hands clenched.

- Eject - her attacker flew ten feet into the air, falling deep in snow.

Ginny in his back just felt a tingle when the spell gave him full, a particularly potent Confundus sent to him via express the wonderland, they took the wand away.

- Nicolai, Do not you think the brain has frozen ? - Wonder at the thin mustache.

- Q ue va! The very bitch thought she could with us, "he replied Nicolai, as he removed the snow from above.

"It's an Englishwoman who is to eat" comment the bald patient tone.

- Stop thinking with your dick, Boris- I answer the intestine.

- You stop thinking only about money, Adolf- answered him angrily We have fun with this slut English.

- Do not you just strip you whores at night?

- Shut up! And finish this at once.

- A verr, what's your name? - Asked in a sweet tone Adolf Ginny.

Ginny Potter.

- Potterr? Is not that the misses which killed oscurro English? - Asked Nicolai

"Yes, Harry Potter is my husband," I say smiling.

- Oh, is magnificent. I'm going to Tirra hérroe's wife exclaimed happily Boris, Adolf just rolled his eyes white and tired of insatiable appetite and continue with the questions.

- How dinerro trraes Ginny?

-hundred and fifty Leva.

"Okay, I will give it to me all the cuidarre of Boris.

- will you? You're so kind to me Adolf.

- In the room you have more, Ginny?

"No, tomorrow I'm going.

- more in the bank?

- Of course there are! But Harry is who has the key, sorry Adolf.

"Do not prreocupes Ginny, the dinerro not the only thing valuable.

"We lost time with this one hundred and fifty is not enough for anything," said Nicolai .

"No, at least be something to Boris. Whores and flee when they see it.

, unfortunately Boris exclaimed as he took Ginny forcefully by the arm.

The four took a button / move to a muggle-type apartment with small comforts magic. Was a small site of three bedrooms, one for each man, the living room, a BATHING American style cuisine.

- You Boris mute your room, I do not hear anything, "said Adolf .

-Pstk, seem queer to lock you up there. At least Nicole has fun with me sometimes.

Adolf shot the door firmly and locked up the next morning, the clock struck three in the morning and this one was coming.

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* Title: Crystal

Fandom: Lost

Author: lynethe
Pairing: Jack / Juliet
Spoilers: Until the beginning of 3rd season.
Summary: is caught, imprisoned, lost, behind glass that no one can break. And yet, it is their hope. Written for
nynyve in meme laisla_lost

Cristal.
For Lyneth

Since coming to the island, Juliet feels as if seeing everything through a glass.
All his life "as if to follow her on television," he would say, trying to express the strange phenomenon that did not feel his actions as his own, but rather as something foreign, strange entertaining even, rather than simply viewed from the comfort of your armchair, without actually being involved. It was not always the case. Juliet, rational woman, woman of science, very cinematic knew that it pleased her fate, she was still with her. A distant part, I thought every day to see what little control they almost always kept on developments in that circle of hell, but some in the end, if I chose to be. It was enough to give a couple of steps, and enter the scene. Therefore
glass. The barrier that separated, but not much. Something not yet ventured to break.
That is why it is curious that at this time, when watching everything literally through a glass, things you crave so much more real than ever.
Walk from one side to another. He sits, stands, jumps, screams every so often, avoid staying too long in one place, perhaps fearing if he does resign. It is a caged tiger, though, curiously, his imprisonment is the most human of all those people.
Beads of sweat run through his body, outlining the oriental symbols that adorn it, are a second skin on his confinement rendered even when the night falls. Every muscle in your body is tense and his eyes can see what each of its fiber communications. Ira. Do not despair, no confusion, no fear. Just anger, pure and unfiltered.
A Juliet Jack separated by a window and several tens of bars, afraid to see it. Real fear, physical. Fear (mixed with their inherent scientific curiosity, but fear the end) that find their way out of the cage and come back to bite them. Fear of such a determined expression on his face that makes you tremble a little knees. Fear him.
When Juliet finally enters the room and he looks, with an almost resigned familiarity can not help it. Is very conscious of the cameras, but I do not care.
When approaching, carrying the tray with a single sandwich, and he takes her by the arm and exerts pressure, transmits heat, pain, reality, and says "I need know what the hell is going ", that can not approach him.
Slowly, inaudible to the microphone but not for him, tells him:
- I want out of here.
And then leaves. He knows that Jack does not avoid reflecting the surprise on his face has no reason to do so, and therefore she must answer several questions, but I just wanted-needed-to know.
do it, for reasons not well understood, is the hope, the trigger of his desire for freedom.
The hole in the glass.