HP short fics
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Fandom: Harry Potter
Title: Black Sails
Rating: PG
Character: Peter, Regulus (if only obliquely)
Word Count: 255
Prompt: Genre, Period fiction
Black Sails
by Icarus
It was night and the fog roiled across the deck, the snap of sails lazy and becalmed. Fourscore men slept below her creaking timbers, unaware of what lay just off her forward bow. The wheel rolled helplessly with the lift of the tides.
A tall shape to port arose in the mist, distant, dark as a shadow, moving slow but purposefully towards them.
There was a lookout, or else there should have been, but the crow's nest swayed empty in the sky, with naught but a large fat rat crawling down ropes as thick as a man's arm. It moved with curious directness and speed, avid light in its eyes. The listless flag lifted with a breath of wind—sable, with the dreadful skull and snake's tongue—then fell dead, as asleep as its crew. At the base of the mainsail the rat clambered over limp hand of the helmsman where he lay sprawled across the deck.
The wash of oars drew closer, a first hint that indeed, men crewed this ship gliding through the waters, smooth as ghost, unheeded. As she breached a gap in the fog her masts like skeletons reared out of the mist, her shabby sails rent and torn. Faces with glittering eyes eagerly lined her decks. The flag she flew stirred but once. Black as the hearts that crewed her.
On the gunwale, the rat rose on its hind legs, sniffing the wind as if it held some rare treat. Peter was a traitor once again.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Title: Mocking Disney
Rating: R
Character: Harry/Cedric
Word Count: 119
Prompt: Genre, Disney (okay, mocking Disney)
Mocking Disney
by Icarus
"Go to sleep, baby mine…"
Harry's lashes slid shut. He burrowed deeper into Cedric's warm lap with a little sigh. The mermaid flipped her tail and winked at them as Cedric ran his fingers through Harry's damp hair. Softly, his hand teased down Harry's arm.
"Close your eyes, baby mine…"
Cedric's hand trailed to Harry's thigh, then stroked back up his chest. Harry smiled, eyes still closed.
"Go to sleep…"
"Cedric," Harry murmured, "Who's singing?"
"Hmm?" Cedric said, stirred from his reverie.
"Dreams so deep…"
Harry's brow furrowed as he blinked. "Someone's singing."
Cedric's warm eyes smiled down at him. "Yeah, I noticed that."
"Baby of mine…"
Harry stood up, clutching a towel to his waist, "Myrtle!"
Fandom: Harry Potter
Title: Ron As Q
Rating: PG
Character: Ron, Sirus Black
Word Count: 200
Prompt: Genre, James Bond
Ron As Q
by Icarus
"No! Don't touch that!" Ron yelled.
He was too late. Yellow sparks flew and Sirius ducked away from the platform. The sleek Muggle automobile shrank to the size of a rat, and then down to something like a large black tick. It crawled under the platform. Ron struggled after it, then picked it up with a pair of tweezers and dropped it into a beaker.
"I think it has a few bugs in it," Sirius observed with a tight wry smile.
"It is a bug," Ron explained with an exaggerated sigh. "You can't use your wand as Padfoot, right? Can't Apparate?" He rattled the beaker and the bug slid in circles. "This'll burrow into your fur and all you'll have to do is scratch it and – Bam! You have a getaway car. It flies too," he added. Ron had gone far beyond his father's casual interest in Muggle toys.
"Interesting." Sirius peered into the beaker curiously. On closer examination it was still shaped like a car. "How am I supposed to drive it if I'm a dog?"
Ron gave him a blank look. The techs behind him fell silent. "Okay, so it has a few bugs in it."
In other news, I'm lovin' the Rodney/John in SGA.
hpshortfics, with gratitude for the invite.Fandom: Harry Potter
Title: Black Sails
Rating: PG
Character: Peter, Regulus (if only obliquely)
Word Count: 255
Prompt: Genre, Period fiction
Black Sails
by Icarus
It was night and the fog roiled across the deck, the snap of sails lazy and becalmed. Fourscore men slept below her creaking timbers, unaware of what lay just off her forward bow. The wheel rolled helplessly with the lift of the tides.
A tall shape to port arose in the mist, distant, dark as a shadow, moving slow but purposefully towards them.
There was a lookout, or else there should have been, but the crow's nest swayed empty in the sky, with naught but a large fat rat crawling down ropes as thick as a man's arm. It moved with curious directness and speed, avid light in its eyes. The listless flag lifted with a breath of wind—sable, with the dreadful skull and snake's tongue—then fell dead, as asleep as its crew. At the base of the mainsail the rat clambered over limp hand of the helmsman where he lay sprawled across the deck.
The wash of oars drew closer, a first hint that indeed, men crewed this ship gliding through the waters, smooth as ghost, unheeded. As she breached a gap in the fog her masts like skeletons reared out of the mist, her shabby sails rent and torn. Faces with glittering eyes eagerly lined her decks. The flag she flew stirred but once. Black as the hearts that crewed her.
On the gunwale, the rat rose on its hind legs, sniffing the wind as if it held some rare treat. Peter was a traitor once again.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Title: Mocking Disney
Rating: R
Character: Harry/Cedric
Word Count: 119
Prompt: Genre, Disney (okay, mocking Disney)
Mocking Disney
by Icarus
"Go to sleep, baby mine…"
Harry's lashes slid shut. He burrowed deeper into Cedric's warm lap with a little sigh. The mermaid flipped her tail and winked at them as Cedric ran his fingers through Harry's damp hair. Softly, his hand teased down Harry's arm.
"Close your eyes, baby mine…"
Cedric's hand trailed to Harry's thigh, then stroked back up his chest. Harry smiled, eyes still closed.
"Go to sleep…"
"Cedric," Harry murmured, "Who's singing?"
"Hmm?" Cedric said, stirred from his reverie.
"Dreams so deep…"
Harry's brow furrowed as he blinked. "Someone's singing."
Cedric's warm eyes smiled down at him. "Yeah, I noticed that."
"Baby of mine…"
Harry stood up, clutching a towel to his waist, "Myrtle!"
Fandom: Harry Potter
Title: Ron As Q
Rating: PG
Character: Ron, Sirus Black
Word Count: 200
Prompt: Genre, James Bond
Ron As Q
by Icarus
"No! Don't touch that!" Ron yelled.
He was too late. Yellow sparks flew and Sirius ducked away from the platform. The sleek Muggle automobile shrank to the size of a rat, and then down to something like a large black tick. It crawled under the platform. Ron struggled after it, then picked it up with a pair of tweezers and dropped it into a beaker.
"I think it has a few bugs in it," Sirius observed with a tight wry smile.
"It is a bug," Ron explained with an exaggerated sigh. "You can't use your wand as Padfoot, right? Can't Apparate?" He rattled the beaker and the bug slid in circles. "This'll burrow into your fur and all you'll have to do is scratch it and – Bam! You have a getaway car. It flies too," he added. Ron had gone far beyond his father's casual interest in Muggle toys.
"Interesting." Sirius peered into the beaker curiously. On closer examination it was still shaped like a car. "How am I supposed to drive it if I'm a dog?"
Ron gave him a blank look. The techs behind him fell silent. "Okay, so it has a few bugs in it."
In other news, I'm lovin' the Rodney/John in SGA.
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Date: 2005-12-06 08:50 am (UTC)Yes, that's the one -- absolutely railroads him into it. My favorite moment was the wry: "...which made it sound like Rodney was into this for the real estate."
Have you read Shallot's Oblivious yet? It's another where Rodney's "full steam ahead" personality steamrolls John. Do keep me abreast (Icarus' inner juevenile snickers, having read way too much Rodney/John) of the good Harlequin fics. Also, my recent post has a goldmine of recs. Isolde is sending me her extra copy of the pilot and The Grrrl is helping me out with the rest.
Whee, this is fun. Don't tell me you're not bunnied yet, because I know you are.
Icarus