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fic: Thou puzzlest me

TITLE: Thou puzzlest me
AUTHOR: Nikki (firedragon9)
FANDOM: Harry Potter
PAIRING/CHARACTER: Harry/Severus
GENRE: Slash
PROMPT: Emerald, Sherman Tank, Pineapple, Moor, Blizzard, Axe for 6_by_6_by_6, 063. Summer for varietypack100
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Snape might actually have to kill someone to get some peace. Continues from the sails at rest.
WARNINGS: Weirdness. Use of a horrible cliché, I am so sorry.
NOTES: Unbetaed. I take responsibility for any mistakes. Title from an Emily Dickinson poem. Random timeline and my Snape sarcasm isn’t up to standards, sorry. 371 Words.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.

Severus Snape didn’t even look up as the door to his office was slammed open. “Black,” he drawled as he carefully stirred his current potion, “how nice to see you.”

“Shut up Snape!” Sirius Black yelled.

“How may I help you today?”

Sirius growled. “I have an axe to grind with you!”

“Oh, is that so. About what exactly?”

“Harry!”

“Ah.” Severus stopped stirring and looked up at Sirius. “What about him?”

“You are up to something! You are being too nice!”

“You can stop yelling anytime Black. I am not deaf, not yet anyway. I am being cordial since we have to work together to watch these brats until Albus returns. They have seen enough fighting, Potter and I do not need to add to it,” Severus replied calmly.

“That actually makes sense,” Sirius huffed. “Don’t think I trust you though.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it. Now, go back to your moor and your…lover.”

Sirius glared at Severus one more time before stalking out.

“Idiot,” Severus mumbled.

****

Severus walked into the kitchen and saw Harry making something. “More fruit Potter?”

“Pineapple! I don’t even know where the house elves get all these fruits from,” Harry said happily.

“Yes, well, your godfather came to see me.”

“Oh no.”

“Oh yes. He’s got the personality of a Sherman Tank.”

Harry turned and blinked at Severus. “I don’t know what that means, but I think you’re right.”

Severus smirked. “Of course I’m right.”

Harry rolled his eyes. He bit into his food and hummed. “It’s so good. Want some?”

Severus was about to reply when a house elf popped in. “Professor Snape sir, there is a blizzard in the Great Hall.”

“A what? How did that happen?”

“The children thought it would be fun to make it.”

Severus sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Brats. All of you.”

Harry’s emerald eyes shined with laughter. “Don’t blame me! I’m not a student anymore.”

“I hate you,” Severus growled.

“Lies,” Harry laughed. “I’ll go tell the kids off, you go back to your potion.”

Severus nodded his thanks and stalked off. He hated that Harry knew he was lying. He hoped no one else knew he liked Harry. That could make the summer more unbearable.

WOW table three

TABLE EIGHT - MISCELLANEOUS B
01.Anger. 02.Choices. 03.Answers. 04.Thought.
05.Desire. 06.Travel. 07.Assignment. 08.Leaving.
09.Caring. 10.Duty. 11.People. 12.Loss.

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WOW table two

TABLE SEVEN - MISCELLANEOUS A
01.Colour. 02.Decisions. 03.Rules. 04.Betrayal.
05.Passion. 06.Truth. 07.Loyalty. 08.Forgiveness.
09.Risk. 10.Nature. 11.Questions. 12.Watching.

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WOW table one

TABLE SIX - DARK
01.Hatred. 02.Hurt. 03.Despair. 04.Hopeless.
05.Leaving. 06.Pain. 07.Destruction. 08.Apart.
09.Dark. 10.Death. 11.Lies. 12.Broken.

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Fic: the sails at rest

TITLE: the sails at rest
AUTHOR: Nikki (firedragon9)
FANDOM: Harry Potter
PAIRING/CHARACTER: Harry/Severus
GENRE: Slash
PROMPT: Azure, Bicycle, Banana, Sea, Fog, Flamethrower for 6_by_6_by_6, 006. Hours for varietypack100
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: A semi-relaxing day at Hogwarts. But then Albus goes on vacation.
WARNINGS: Weirdness.
NOTES: Unbetaed. I take responsibility for any mistakes. Title from an Emily Dickinson poem. Random timeline and my Snape sarcasm isn’t up to standards, sorry. 571 Words.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.
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Fic: Just The Beginning

TITLE: Just The Beginning
AUTHOR: Nikki
FANDOM: Merlin
PAIRING: Merlin/Arthur
GENRE: Slash
TABLE: Table Three- Occasions
PROMPT: 01. Spring
RATING: PG-13
WORD COUNT: 436
SUMMARY: Merlin and Arthur adopt Mordred. Mordred keeps trying to kill Arthur. They are just like other families, but with more magic.
WARNINGS: AU, kind of weird.
NOTES: Beta-ed by bloodanna, any other mistakes are mine.
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own anyone mentioned here.

Mordred hid in the corridor and waited for Arthur to pass by him. As soon as the Prince came into view, an axe flew towards him. Arthur dodged the axe and then fell to the floor to avoid a dagger that also came at him. He checked to make sure nothing else was coming for him, stood up, dusted himself off, and looked in Mordred’s direction.

“Nicely played. However, I believe you tried that last week as well,” he smirked.

Mordred scowled. “I was hoping to lull you into a false sense of security.”

Arthur threw his head back and laughed. “I knew that training you was a good thing.” He smiled at his adopted son. “Come, let’s go see how Merlin is coming along.”

“Grandfather Gaius is probably making him clean more bowls,” Mordred stated.

Arthur tried to place a hand on Mordred’s shoulder, however the boy ducked away. Arthur frowned down at him, but let it pass. For a moment, Mordred felt a twinge of satisfaction and distress. He shook himself lightly and marched ahead of Arthur. He was going to see Daddy Merlin first. Arthur always saw Daddy Merlin first, it wasn’t fair.

****

Mordred burst into Gaius’ workspace. “Daddy Merlin!” he cried.

Merlin looked up from his work and smiled as Mordred ran to him and was caught in a hug.

“Hello! I see Arthur is with you, no luck today huh?” Merlin asked with a grin.

Mordred scowled. “No. He dodged.”

Merlin laughed. “Well, it’s what he does best.”

Arthur chuckled from behind them. “He used the same stunt he used last week.”

“Flying axes and daggers? Mordred, you must be careful. Uther and the guards don’t know of your magic.”

“I know Daddy Merlin. I made sure it was just him.” Mordred saw Arthur frown again. He shifted closer to Merlin. “Can you go now or is Grandfather Gaius still using you?”

Gaius scoffed. “I am done with him. He’s ruined four medicines today.”

“Perhaps Merlin,” drawled Arthur, “medicine isn’t your calling.”

“Oh, shove off.”

Arthur leaned over and kissed Merlin. “Never.”

Mordred kicked Arthur’s shin and glared up at him. “I’m hungry.”

Arthur grinned and picked him up before he could move away. Merlin beamed, so Mordred suffered through it.

Although, it was nice to have such a higher vantage point, Mordred mused. He wouldn’t tell that to Arthur though, then the Prince would always want to carry him. Mordred glanced up thoughtfully and saw the perfect spot to hide a pile of armor or a boulder.

Mordred grinned. Arthur wouldn’t know that it was coming. Not this time.

Merlin/Arthur table two

TABLE THREE - OCCASIONS
01. Spring. 02.Summer. 03.Autumn (Fall). 04.Winter.
05.Christmas. 06.New Year. 07.Valentine’s Day. 08.Thanksgiving.
09.Birthday. 10.Anniversary. 11.Birth. 12.Death.

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Morgana/Gwen

TABLE TWO COLOURS
01.Red. 02.Blue. 03.Black. 04.Green.
05.Yellow. 06.Orange. 07.Purple. 08.Grey.
09.White. 10.Pink. 11.Brown. 12.Silver.

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Merlin/Arthur table one

TABLE ONE - NATURE
01.Thunder. 02.Hail. 03.Snow. 04.Rain.
05.Sun. 06.Moon. 07.Stars. 08.Sky.
09.Clouds. 10.Wind. 11.Sunrise. 12.Sunset.

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