Special occasions - short fic
Oct. 28th, 2017 05:29 pmAs I mentioned a while ago, I'm having a go at writing short fics linked to other stories I've written, set around significant dates. I'm working on one for Halloween, set in the universe of One more dirty job. I'm aiming to post 100-200 words every day until I'm finished (planning on 4-5 days).
Title: Special occasion 1
Author: Coriaria
Rating: G at the moment
Summary: It's Halloween and everyone is on edge.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction, characters are the property of JKR, no profit is being made...
Notes: you probably don't need to have read One more dirty job for this to make sense. Basically, Sirius raising Harry, Remus and Severus living next door and helping out.
“Do you think he knows?”
Remus watched as Harry pushed himself around the kitchen on his ride-on train. Everything was trains right now. Harry was yelling “choo, choo, choo” as he propelled himself along then collided with the table.
“Train crash,” he yelled, “bang, smash, crash.”
He hauled the train around and headed off again, narrowly avoiding Severus, who jumped aside to prevent his feet from getting run over.
“That’s a fanciful Gryffindor notion if there ever was one. He’s two. He has no idea of what day it is.”
Remus shrugged.
“I suppose. It’s just… there’s strong magic at this time of year. I thought he might sense it.”
“I stand by my earlier statement. He’s two.”
Title: Special occasion 1
Author: Coriaria
Rating: G at the moment
Summary: It's Halloween and everyone is on edge.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction, characters are the property of JKR, no profit is being made...
Notes: you probably don't need to have read One more dirty job for this to make sense. Basically, Sirius raising Harry, Remus and Severus living next door and helping out.
“Do you think he knows?”
Remus watched as Harry pushed himself around the kitchen on his ride-on train. Everything was trains right now. Harry was yelling “choo, choo, choo” as he propelled himself along then collided with the table.
“Train crash,” he yelled, “bang, smash, crash.”
He hauled the train around and headed off again, narrowly avoiding Severus, who jumped aside to prevent his feet from getting run over.
“That’s a fanciful Gryffindor notion if there ever was one. He’s two. He has no idea of what day it is.”
Remus shrugged.
“I suppose. It’s just… there’s strong magic at this time of year. I thought he might sense it.”
“I stand by my earlier statement. He’s two.”