bleah.

Worked and worked and worked today. On the other hand, got a shitload done, and I might actually be caught up enough soon (and have enough scratch in my checking account) to enjoy the finer things in life (read: fic, beer and video games) without guilt.

omg Rory from Gilmore Girls is in Sin City. She looks...well, like Rory, but also hot. The trailer looked pretty neeto. I might have to break down and go to a comic book movie with the bf.

I wrote a birthday ficlet in honor of Moony's bday, but it's going to have to be belated because it needs major revising that I can't be bothered to do right now. Also got my giant pile of angst back from beta today; I'll be posting that up in a day or so.

Bleah. If I get a couple more things done before I go to bed tonight, I can probably take most of the weekend off.

Meanwhile, down in the dungeons...

Title: Meanwhile, down in the dungeons...
Word Count: 100
Pairings: SS/LM, SS/RL, others implied
A/N: woo, I haven't had drabble-inspiration in a while. The title just goes to show that I'm not having title-inspiration. Written for the hp100 Challenge #97, "Stuffed".

Staring into the flames, he realizes he's had too much to drink when the memories start flooding back to him.

Lucius didn't even try to break the news gently. Severus stared at him blankly as the words dropped from his lips: I have no choice, and my family and you always knew this would happen.

Years later, he watched Lupin stuff clothing into a bag, saying I have to go to him and I'm so sorry and I never thought this would happen.

Cursing, he smashes his glass into the fireplace and reflects on how much he hates the Blacks.

Fic! "Requiem"

Title: Requiem
Rating: PG
Pairing: RL/SB
Summary: Nov 1, 1981. Remus gets an owl asking him to come see Dumbledore immediately.
Warnings: Angst. Like whoa.
Notes: My undying gratitude to Blue Spoon for going above and beyond the call of beta with this story.

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Part of My Charm

Title: Part of My Charm
Word Count: 100
Characters: Sirius, Remus
Notes: Written for the hp100 challenge #97, "Stuffed"

Remus hears the flick of the lighter as he walks up behind Sirius.

"You should quit smoking, you know," he says as Sirius stuffs the pack back into his pocket. "Those things'll kill you."

Sirius turns, and his eyes are unreadable. "When I was nine, Regulus and I went swimming. He pushed me under the water and held me there for fifteen minutes. Magic makes us hard to kill, Moony."

Remus can only stare at him. "Sometimes you confuse the hell out of me, you know that?"

Sirius grins suddenly, like a sunrise. "I know. It's part of my charm."