Working girl...

Book Poll time! Help please! <3

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 17 Aug 2008 20:15:26 GMT

Okay guys! Poll time! I need help with my current project! It's a vampire novel that I've been working on since I was 15 - that's 13 years people. LOL It started off after I read "Interview with the Vampire" for the first time. So I can fully blame Anne Rice for some of it. I have loads of people to blame for this labor of love. My mom introduced me to "Forever Knight" and that just made my vampire obsession worse. LOL And now with Buffy and Angel and Twilight - not to mention Sherrilyn Kenyon's Dark Hunter series and J.R. Ward's Black Dagger Brotherhood series - I'm overloaded with how different vampires can be. So I'm trying to make mine a combination of all of these and have different things going on with them.

This story has always been first person. And I will never change that. The story started out as a long rambling thing like an Anne Rice novel. Then I left it alone for a while and picked it back up in college in a one-on-one class with one of my creative writing professors. Needless to say it changed - it's pretty simple, but verging on "adult" especially with language. I'm sure "bitch" is considered "adult" and I've got that in there as well as a little bit of "sexual" content.

I'm seriously at a loss on whether to make it "teen" or "adult" at this point since I don't have a big "smut" scene in it so far. If you guys have opinions on that, let me know!

I'm doing this with Roman goddesses to be different and I'm hoping I'm not shooting myself in the foot.

If you guys give me any help at all, know that if I ever get published, I will thank all of you personally! <3

Happy, Happy Birthday!

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 22:14:44 GMT

Happy Birthday, alisanne! I hope you have a wonderful day, hon!

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 05:29:09 GMT

Yanked from caccasandra over at LJ.

This is my notice that I won't be posting for the next three days at least due to reading this book starting as soon as I get home tonight. (Probably in 24 hours I'll be reading...or I hope so anyway!)

<3

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sat, 26 Jul 2008 00:00:19 GMT

CLICKY MY DRAGON EGGS!!! :D

New Beginnings

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 05:59:24 GMT

Title: New Beginnings
Author: lilydahlia
Rating: PG-13
Prompt Set: 50.3
Prompt: 21 - Resolution
Word Count: 1,067
Summary: Pansy feels sorry for herself and Ron takes notice.
Notes: Based off the wonderful characters of J. K. Rowling. Thanks to andy_star and snapesgirl_62 for the beta.

By the end of January, Pansy's resolution was all but forgotten.

It was impossible to keep and she'd known that fact full well when she'd made it. They moved in the same circle, they knew the same people, attended the same parties.

It was impossible not to walk into a crowded room and not have her eyes find him in the space of a breath. Even if she were blind, she knew she could find him simply by following his gloriously seductive scent.

Draco Malfoy could seduce her to the very edge of insanity with a look, a touch and a kiss - all in that order. She almost hated him for it - for making her weak in the knees whenever he strode into a room. His fluid movements made her heart race and her lips quiver in anticipation.

And then there was her. The woman-child Draco had fallen in love with. Her own best mate's little sister - Astoria.

Pansy had, of course, read the society pages of The Daily Prophet so she knew the relationship was quite serious by now. Serious enough for a secret rendezvous here and there, stolen kisses in Flourish and Blotts. And only recently it had been noted that "Miss Greengrass" had been spotted wearing a beautiful gem on her left ring finger - a diamond to be exact, which was more than likely a family heirloom of the Blacks or Malfoys.

Pansy resented her feelings for Draco and she knew the only way to get over him would be to stop her life in its tracks. She would have to change everything about herself - her habits, her clothes. Yet after one week, she'd already slipped and found it was rather useless to keep trying.

***

Pansy still didn't know why she'd agreed to come to Daphne's party tonight. She supposed it was because she was expected to be there, but she didn't really want to be there. Not with Draco showing off his fiancee.

She crossed her arms over the low cut of her evening gown, her fingers wrapped tightly around a glass of red wine. It was a gesture used to draw attention to her breasts and as soon as she was aware she was doing it, she cursed herself and left the ballroom.

Watching Draco wrap Astoria in his arms was more than enough to make her flee. She couldn't even let herself think of the times when she had been in Draco's arms instead.

Her exit didn't go unnoticed as she had hoped. As soon as she slipped out onto the grounds of the estate, making her way to the gardens, she knew she was being followed.

***

Ron should have thought twice before following Pansy Parkinson outside, but his eagerness to find out what bothered her took control of his brain.

He knew the moment she sensed she was not alone. Her spine stiffened and she slowed her pace as she entered the garden.

He was cautious as he joined her, not really knowing what he should say. He was always sticking his foot in his mouth with Hermione. That was the main reason she was no longer his girlfriend.

"Why are you following me, Weasley?" Pansy asked as she turned to face him.

Ron's breath caught in his throat. She was crying - tears flowing silently down her perfect, reddened cheeks.

Ron hated seeing women cry - it was his only real weakness and Hermione knew how to use them most effectively against him.

Before he could stop himself, he was pulling her into his arms, brushing the salty tears from her face.

No, Pansy wasn't using her tears as a weapon against him, hoping to bring him to his knees. She was hurt by some action that Malfoy had dealt her. Yes, he'd been reading The Prophet and watching the snotty-nosed ponce for the past few days. Mostly it was on orders from the Ministry. He was well aware that Pansy still had a deep emotional attachment to the blond bloke. He could tell by the way her eyes had followed Malfoy throughout the evening.

Ron didn't judge her in that moment the way he would have five short years ago. He simply held her in his arms as her silent tears turned into sobs that almost brought him to his knees.

He steered her toward one of the stone benches and eased her onto it before he joined her and pulled her into his arms again.

"I'm not usually like this," she said after her tears had dried up. "It's just that seeing Draco with her tonight was too much for me to take."

"Why let him get to you when he's obviously moved on with his bloody life?" he asked, peeking down at Pansy as she snuggled her face against his chest.

"Because I still love him even though he doesn't love me," she replied looking up at him.

From the moment his blue eyes met hers, he felt himself being drawn to her lips. His eyes flicked down to them, watching the pink tip of her tongue moisten her lips for what he was wanting to do.

His head dipped down as his eyes met hers again. He watched them close in complete surrender as his mouth covered hers.

She completely surrendered to him, even moving her mouth against his in a desperate attempt to pull him in deeper. His hands cupped her face as his tongue delved inside, tasting the sweetness of her mouth fully. The sounds that passed through her lips were enough to have him groping away at her like a horny teenager.

He pulled his lips from hers, his fingers tracing her delicate neck.

"You deserve more than him," Ron said, resting his forehead against Pansy's as he struggled to get control of himself.

"I know I do," she panted softly, her breath brushing against his lips - a sweet caress.

"Then, let's go somewhere else," he said, pulling back to look at her. "Leave Malfoy in your past and move on with your life starting now."

Pansy nodded, she couldn't say the words, not yet. She put her hand in Ron's and let him pull her to her feet.

He brushed her hair behind her ears and kissed her softly.

"I'll make you forget all about him," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her as he pulled out his wand and Disapperated them away.

Finding Herself

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 05:54:30 GMT

Title: Finding Herself
Author: lilydahlia
Rating: PG-13
Prompt Set: 50.3
Prompt: 25 - Thin
Word Count: 693
Summary: Millicent thinks about who she really is as she reads her mother's journal.
Notes: Based off the wonderful characters of J. K. Rowling. Thanks to andy_star and snapesgirl_62 for the beta.

Millicent never had any delusions that she would be skinny or thin. But as she grew more in love with charms, she searched more often for those changed her appearance.

Her appearance wasn't as awful as she could make it to keep people away. It was amazing what one mole on her nose could do.

Sometimes she could describe her face as a beautiful disaster. She had her mother's face - almost at least. Her lips were fuller, her eyes were a lighter shade of blue, and her hair was naturally darker. There were other subtle differences, such as the way her nose was shaped more like her father's and her eyes were the same shade as his. She was a combination of both parents - a mother she found she never really knew at all.

The journal she'd found tucked inside an old trunk held things about her mother that she never knew. She knew her mother had attended Durmstrang and been very well trained in the arts of deception. She had truly been a Pureblood, the sister of Viktor Krum's father.

But at least the love between her mother (Margaret) and father had been real. Both of them gave up their dark pursuits for the daughter they created together.

The last entry in the journal was about her - Millicent Rebecca Bulstrode. She savored each word in her mother's flowing script, hoping this would help her find some closure.

My precious little girl will go off to Hogwarts next year. I fear for her because I know I won't be here to guide her through the rest of her journey to adulthood. She already has a great magic inside her. And she has the willfulness to use it for good or evil. The sickness that has taken over me will kill me by the time she's old enough to discover this journal. And I know she will.

So, little angel, if you are reading this, here's my advice to you.

You are a Pureblood and I want you to act like it. Let your real beauty shine for everyone to see. Do not hide yourself behind glamours as I know you have been to make people shy away from you. Be true to yourself and your personal beliefs. Do not let anyone sway you - not even your father or any one you allow close to you. Hold your heart safe for the one who will love you no matter what - as your father loved me, I loved him the same. I do not regret anything in my life more than I regret not being able to see you grow into a beautiful woman.

You will do well, my darling daughter. Just remember that I love you.

Millicent closed the leather bound journal. She sat there for a moment and then picked up her wand, removing all of the glamours she'd placed on her face and her body.

She stood and went over to the full length mirror. She let down her hair, which fell halfway down her back and looked herself over.

At sixteen she was still no pixie, but her curves had rounded out nicely giving her a full, voluptuous figure. With her height now at five foot six and two summers of magical weight loss potions, she was decently sized for a girl her age.

Without the glamour, her face was a bit more sharp than it normally was without it. Still, she wasn't ugly. Her eyes were her best feature by far.

From now on, she would be herself. Because being herself was something she hadn't tried until now.

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sat, 05 Jul 2008 00:04:34 GMT

Happy Fourth of July!

Pimping!

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 07:03:20 GMT

This is an rpg that I've been in for...almost two years? I thought I'd let everyone on my list know about it. :D I thought I'd posted this already, but I hadn't, so here it is. :D I play Tracey Davis-Longbottom, Ron Weasley, Oliver Wood (who is MIA with Tonks at the moment), and Sally-Anne Perks.

We're recruiting for new players and characters for the "next phase" of the former Veiled Intentions RPG, which is changing its name and re-launching as VISIBLE INFINITY.

Visible Infinity is a Harry Potter-based (HBP-compliant) game, taking place in London 3 years after Voldemort's fall, at a time when many people are trying to rebuild their lives after the war, but Lucius Malfoy is undermining the Ministry with terrorist attacks and rebuilding the Death Eaters to support blood purity. We are currently casting for new players to join the ranks.

Visible Infinity is a player-modded game. Plot arcs involving multiple players are decided on by the group. No one player is "in charge" and most decisions are based on discussions taking place in the game's OOC LJ comm and in AIM chat rooms. It is strongly suggested that active players have an AIM account and use AIM/Meebo/Trillian/iChat/Pidgin to participate in brainstorming sessions (and general congenial hanging out with other players).

THE PLOT
It is now 3 years after the defeat of Voldemort, the summer of 2001. The War left much of Wizarding England in tatters, but Rufus Scrimgeour is still Minister, and much rebuilding has been going on, though many families are still experiencing hard times. Everyone wants to get on with their lives, but unrest still plagues the world, as Lucius Malfoy has been rebuilding his network of Death Eaters and shaking things up from time to time with terrorist attacks on both Muggle and Wizarding targets. Meanwhile, many of the former Slytherins have suffered discrimination and there have been isolated incidents of mobs attacking innocent wizards and their families because they are suspects of being "dark." Each time an incident like that occurs, it only drives more to sympathize with Lucius.

Each character in the game has their own story of what they did during the defeat of Voldemort and the years in-between. Many went to school abroad or fled with their families and are only now returning. Some have married and settled, others are still looking for someone. The Order has been little more than a loosely connected group of individuals since Dumbledore's death, and although various coordinated efforts have taken place between Order members, thus far very few of the Death Eaters at large have been taken in.

As Lucius ramps up his activities, it is more and more imperative that his minions be rounded up and brought to justice before they create more mayhem. But it is not so easy to just sweep away the old evils and start anew.

Will you be part of the new era of peace and prosperity? Or the next war?

BACKSTORY
See more on the backstory and what has been going on in this post: http://community.livejournal.com/veilintent_ooc/81779.html

RULES OF THE GAME
The rules of the game can be found in this post: http://community.livejournal.com/veilintent_ooc/80691.html

Highlights: no godmodding, adult content is allowed, players must be 17 or older, no incest, no wacky changes from canon.

AVAILABLE/TAKEN CHARACTERS
The full cast list is in this post:
http://community.livejournal.com/veilintent_ooc/80463.html

Highlights: still available: Hermione, Luna, Lavender, the Patil twins, Dean, Blaise, & many others.

We would prefer people apply for canon characters first before adding original characters. Players may add a second character after 3 months of active play with their first character.

Please note that as an HBP-compliant game, characters introduced in DH (like Charity Burbage) or in post-DH interviews (like Astoria Greengrass) do not exist, while characters who died in DH (like Fred, Snape, Tonks, and Remus) do exist in VI.

CHARACTER NOTES:
We have found that for the most part people would rather play "good guys" than "bad guys." To play out various subplots with Death Eaters who are not cast, we will be asking all players, old and new, to take occasional turns playing the parts of NPC DEs. This way no one is "stuck" playing a villain all the time. (Though, please, we welcome more villains!) Just please be aware of this requirement when you apply.

TO APPLY:
Application details are at this post:
http://community.livejournal.com/veilintent_ooc/81307.html

We look forward to hearing from you!

13 Fic recs

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 09:22:19 GMT

1 - Quite the Education

Lucius/Severus/Luna/Ginny, Rating: NC-17

Notes: This lovely fic by alisanne was the start of my recs. The interaction is great and Severus giving a running commentary is amazing. Luna is the best in this fic. Warnings for the orgy, anal, oral and underage sexual activities.

2 - Seven Minutes in Heaven

Draco/Ginny, Rating: R

Notes: By cedar. I liked the POV for this - it's as if Ginny is narrating this to herself - using "you" instead of "I". Warnings for sex in a closet.

3 - Bad Influence

Charlie/Hermione, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By florahart. This one was interesting in the fact that Charlie talks Hermione into having some very hot sex on the back of a dragon. Warnings for sex on a dragon and almost fainting.

4 - The More Cunning

Blaise/Millicent, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By millieweasley. I died reading this one because of my love for Millicent. In this, Millicent is painted as truly ugly - the fat and masculine type - her only admiring trait is her fantastic tits. My Millicent tends to preen over hers. They are EPIC! But I really enjoyed this - Millicent using her one good trait to entice Blaise into something he doesn't want to do. Warnings for sex in a shower and titty fucking mentioned.

5 - Teacher, Teacher

Hermione/Tonks/Bill, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By ragdoll. This is my second favorite out of all of these - the first being #1. :) This was very hot. Very well written as well. I like Hermione and Tonks together and with Bill in the mix it's just hot! Warnings for threesome, rimming, bi-sexuality, dirty talk, underage sexual encounters, voyeurism, angry!sex, oral and femmeslash.

6 - Reverence

Seamus/Lavender, Rating: Hard R

Notes: By wook77. This is a very nice exploration fic. Overall very sexy and about getting past selfconsciousness. Warnings for sex and oral at the very end - mostly it's just touching - very hot touching.

7 - A Little Something Different

Neville/Ginny, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By coffee_n_cocoa. I enjoyed this one pretty well. Ginny and Neville are always cute together. It's nice to see them having hot sex for once! Warnings for double penetration and use of sex toys.

8 - Raising Snakes (or The Joys and Woes of Having Too Much of a Good Thing)

Harry/Draco, Draco/Pansy, Harry/Draco/Pansy, implied Pansy/Ginny, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By kabal42. Very hot pet fic. Pansy and Draco are pets to Ginny and Harry - respectively. Harry disiplines both pets appropriately. Warnings for spanking, explicit BDSM, bi-sexuality, cross-dressing, and anal sex.

9 - How Percy Weasley Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Cock

Percy/Anthony, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By emiime. I almost died when I found this fic. It's leaning toward crack, but it's written so fantasticly that you can't help but get sucked into it! Percy is written very well and you can definitely see this would be something he would do. Warnings for anal and sexual foreplay.

10 - A Successful Distraction

Draco/Neville, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By alisanne. This girl is my new favorite author I swear! LOL This fic is fantastic in the way Neville and Draco end up needing each other to distract them from the loss of Harry to Ginny. Very good writing! Warnings for oral, anal, slash, graphic sex and use of sex toys.

11 - Better Lucky than Good

Pansy/Ron, Ron/Hermione, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By melusinahp. This one almost had me tossing my computer! Pansy is so very wickedly manipulative and naughty, and my poor Ron just hated that she took advantage of him. *hugs him* But at least there was a happy ending! Warnings for dubious consent, mild violence, infidelity, hate!sex, and sex toys.

12 - Inventive

Percy/Luna, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By florahart. I am beginning to like this girl too! LOL Luna is fantastic and so is Percy. I loved the Summary! "Luna really, really likes to make Percy come. Percy isn't complaining." Warnings for object penetration, misleading actions, and nymphomaniac!Luna.

13 - A Dream Come True

Harry/Draco, Rating: NC-17

Notes: By alisanne. Yep, one more for this chick! Harry and Draco are definitely freaky boys, but it's really hot when they are! Warnings for bondage, toys, submission, role-play, kidnap-play, and anal sex

Happy Birthday synchrofreak!

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 23:54:26 GMT

Note: I hope this works for you! It's all I could think of. :D <3

Millicent watched the Ravenclaw as she walked across the grounds. She was a pretty thing, or at least Millicent thought so. Not that she would tell anyone about it.

Lisa Turpin's brown hair was not remarkable and her lips were not as plump as Millicent normally fancied, but she was a pretty one. Her attitude was what attracted Millicent the most. She didn't care about anyone's opinion - her own was significant enough. She walked proud, just like the Pureblood Millicent wished that she herself was.

Without much thought, Millicent followed the little Raven, watching her intently as she sat down beside the lake and took out her books. Millicent noticed the girl always had her nose in a book.

That was another thing Millicent found attractive about the girl, so it didn't take her long to slip up behind her.

"You do too much reading, little Raven," she said, taking note no one else was down at the lake at that exact moment.

"And you watch me far too intensely, Bulstrode," Lisa replied, flipping the page of her book, shifting her spectacles up on her nose.

Millicent sat down beside the girl, studying her. "Perhaps I do, but I have my reasons," she replied.

"And just what would those be?" Lisa asked, not looking up from her book.

"Because I want to kiss you," Millicent whispered, leaning in to brush Lisa's soft cheek with her hand. "I want to know what your lips taste like. Does that scare you?"

"No," Lisa said, marking her place as she turned to look at Millicent. "Do it, if you want, then leave me alone."

Millicent didn't need any further goading. She leaned in, her eyes open as she brushed her lips against Lisa's. The girl's eyes fluttered closed and Millicent let hers close as well. She opened her mouth, flicking her tongue out to touch Lisa's and the girl parted her lips to let Millicent snake her tongue inside. Her mouth tasted sweet, like chocolate and Millicent couldn't get enough.

Millicent pulled back first, panting like she'd ran a mile. "Lisa, please..." Millicent never begged, but she wanted to kiss the girl again.

"No," Lisa replied, picking up her book and opening it again. She acted like she wasn't effected, but her heart was racing - Millicent could almost hear it. "Please go."

"I will kiss you again," Millicent said, brushing Lisa's hair from her neck. "And you won't tell me to go next time."

With that, Millicent was gone, leaving a confused Lisa in her wake.

I posted this here so everyone on my fl here could enjoy it. :D

Sweet Escape

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 07:58:29 GMT

Title: Sweet Escape
Author: lilydahlia
Rating: NC-17
Prompt Set: 50.3
Prompt: 14 - Jewel
Word Count: 2439
Summary: Millicent receives a pleasant surprise on her least favorite holiday.
Notes: Based off the wonderful characters of J. K. Rowling. Thanks to andystar for the beta.

Millicent did her best not to worry about things like Valentine's Day. She wasn't pretty. It was just that simple. She preferred to be alone. It was to her advantage that she was. She had cut off her feelings of happiness long ago and refused to smile at anyone except when she wanted to mock them.

The problem was that someone had broken through her defenses. And she hated him for it. She loathed Miles Bletchley. No. She didn't. She feared she was falling in love with the annoying bloke and she hated herself for letting it get to that point. She had no feelings. She kept reminding herself of that fact and ignored the date and what it seemed to mean for the rest of the school. Everyone else could be happy while she was miserable. There wasn't enough happiness in the world for her. There never would be.

She made her way up to the Owlery, calling Persephone down to her.

"I know you're sick of taking these to Father, but I promise this is the last one this week," she said, stroking the owl's feathers.

Persephone gave a hoot of sympathetic understanding and stood still while Millicent attached the note and chocolates. She took the owl to the window and watched as she took flight. Sometimes Millicent wished she could do the same. She dreamed she could just disappear and was sure no one would even notice.

With a sigh she left the Owlery and trudged down to the Slytherin dorms. She just needed some time alone to be able to get through the day.

***

When she arrived in her room, there was an owl at the window with a package. She let it in and took the package before the bird flew away out the still open window.

Shockingly, it was for her. She had almost placed it on Pansy's bed without a further thought, but something made her look at the address.

She took the box to her bed and cut the stings. She cautiously opened it even though she recognized the handwriting as that of her secret admirer. Enclosed was a note.

I know you announced to everyone not to send you a Valentine, but you know I had to. I hope this brightens your day. Please write to me again in the journal. And wear the necklace tomorrow. I want to see it on you.

She pulled out a beautiful necklace. The green stone sparkled against her hand. It wasn't something she'd buy for herself, but it was enough to make her lips curve into a smile. Someone had thought about her enough to send her something beautiful. But she didn't think she could wear it. It wouldn't look nearly as good on her as it would someone else. She put it and the note back in the box and tucked it away in her bedside table. She would think about it tomorrow.

***

Miles watched as Millicent sat down at the Slytherin table alone. He watched with baited breath as she unfastened the first button of her shirt and loosened her tie. The necklace was laying on the soft curves of her neck, the sparkling green jewel catching his eye without much effort. He was shocked she even dared to wear his present, but he was pleased she had chosen to do so. He'd picked the necklace out on one of his trips in Hogsmeade. She was the one he'd thought of when the necklace brushed his fingers. With it wrapped around her neck, he felt like he was a part of her and he could only hope that one day...though secretly, he would become a bigger part of her.

***

Millicent stood at the railing looking out over the grounds from the Astronomy tower. She took a hit from her fag, inhaling and then exhaling the smoke from her nose. Her free hand toyed with the necklace around her neck. She couldn't sleep again. She had too much on her mind. Her father wasn't returning her owls and her secret admirer was unnerving her with his gifts. First the stuffed horse, hair pin, and journal and now the necklace. It was really getting to her and she had no one she could talk to about it.

***

Miles stopped just inside the door to the tower as he saw Millicent standing there. The moonlight hit her face and made her look angelic. His breath caught and he wanted to slap himself. He couldn't start thinking she was beautiful, even if she was. But yet he couldn't stop thinking about her and the way her lips tasted. He wanted her like he'd never wanted anyone or anything before. He cared for her already and he wanted to protect her because she was so delicate despite the image she tried to project to everyone around her.

She finished her fag and snuffed it out with her boot. She leaned against one of the columns and sighed.

He wanted so badly to just go to her and ask her what was wrong, but his pride would never let him do that. He stepped up the last step and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with his wand.

"Do you always come here late at night, Bulstrode?" he asked, arching a curious brow.

"Do you always ask questions that you really don't want the answer to?" she replied, not even bothering to look at him. She had known he was there. She could sense him now. It was almost eerie the way she could feel his eyes on her. She had caught him staring at her the day before at meal times, but as soon as she looked up, his eyes averted to someone else.

Miles shrugged. It didn't matter to him if she told him or not. Actually, it did matter to him. He wanted to know so he could join her on those late nights and steal another kiss or two. Who was he kidding. He wanted to steal more than a kiss. He wanted her completely.

"Yes, I do," she replied, glancing at him finally. "And you keep showing up, don't you? Why?"

"No idea," he replied, taking another drag off his cigarette. He did know why, but he wasn't about to reveal it to her. At least not now.

"Go away," she said, folding her arms over her chest.

It was a protective gesture and Miles knew it.

"No," he replied, snuffing out his cigarette. "You know you don't want me to go, Milly."

"Fine, if you won't go, then I will," she replied and made her way to the exit. Only, he blocked her from it. He denied her access to leave and it made her blood boil.

"Get out of my way, Bletchley," she sneered.

"Now, now, you shouldn't let your emotions lead you," he said, reaching out to stroke her cheek.

She tried to be repulsed, but found herself leaning into his touch. His eyes lingered on her lips for a moment before he pulled her closer and kissed her hard. It wasn't a kiss like the first one they'd shared on this very roof. It was hard, raw and possessive. Millicent melted into it, clenching at his shirt as she kissed him back.

She fought the emotions that flared inside her. She hated him and loved him all at the same time. She pressed herself closer, opening her mouth for his exploration. His tongue entered, caressing hers in a frenzied pace. It was like he was hungry for her and he couldn't get enough. Her fingernails dug into his chest and he groaned into her mouth.

He pulled back, brushing her hair from her neck and her face before he was kissing her again, his hands moving under her shirt to cup her breasts. It was her turn to moan as his forefingers and thumbs rubbed her nipples into tight nubs of sensational pleasure.

Miles pulled back from her mouth, kissing up to her ear.

"I want you so badly, Milly," he panted, pressing his arousal against her thigh. "But not here. Will you come with me?"

He pulled back to look at her and wished he could take a picture of her face. It was flushed with heat from his kisses and her lips were puckered from the way he'd kissed her roughly. Gods, it was almost enough to make him come in his pants at that moment.

Millicent nodded her agreement, afraid of what her voice would sound like if she said anything. She was afraid and knew that for her very first time, it would hurt. She could only hope that Miles would be considerate and wouldn't think her weak if she did stop him from what he wanted to do to her.

She followed him, her hand placed in his as he led her back down the tower steps. She'd discovered several alcoves that were comfortable near each common room. She was sure many of the students went there to shag if they dared. The one near the Slytherin common room wasn't used very often and she often went there to be alone. That was the direction in which Miles was headed and she wished she could feel more at ease about what was going to happen.

Miles pulled her inside and pulled the tapestry over the opening again, covering them in darkness. He lit his wand and situated it so they would have enough light to see each other. He pulled her down on the plush lounge with him and pulled her into his lap.

"Relax," he said, brushing his lips over a pulse point on her neck.

Millicent shivered and shifted in his lap to straddle his waist. She wanted to look at him and touch him. Her hands brushed his shaggy hair from his face and she watched him as he watched her. She leaned down, capturing his lips as his arms wound around her waist. Her whole body relaxed against him and they both moaned at the full contact. Body to body.

Miles couldn't stop himself. He pulled her shirt off, breaking the kiss long enough to get it over her head. He quickly unfastened her bra, almost ripping it in his eagerness to taste her skin. She arched into him as his lips left hers and latched onto her left breast. The sounds that came from her were enough to drive him insane, but he held his own.

Her fingers were in his hair, clinging to him as he sucked and nibbled her breasts. He switched to the other one, bringing it to a fat nub as well.

"Too many clothes," he muttered, tugging off his shirt, groaning as his skin touched hers. He captured her lips again, hungry for the taste of her tongue.

She whimpered into his mouth, loving how he was making her feel. She felt out of control and she liked it. She liked the way her belly felt every time he pleasured her. It felt like there were butterflies in there, beating to get out.

His hands were trying to unfasten the button to her jeans and once he was done, the zipper came down. He didn't bother taking them off. He simply dipped his hand down into her panties and brushed his finger against her clit. It was enough stimulation to make her jump. He rubbed it slowly, letting her get used to the feel of his hand there. Then, after a while, he inserted a finger, wiggling it around. She felt her hips jump and she made little noises into his mouth. His lips left hers to trail along her chin and down her neck. He was setting her on fire and soon he'd have to put it out.

Somehow, she was flipped onto her back. When it happened she couldn't say. All she knew was Miles was leaning over her and his hand was replaced by something larger. The pressure wasn't the same, but it wasn't uncomfortable yet. She looked up at him and held her breath.

Miles entered her slowly, inch by inch, he broke through her barriers. He knew when he'd hit the important one as the look on her face changed and he felt her tense.

"Shhh, it's over and it won't hurt anymore," he said as he held still and leaned down to capture her lips in a soft kiss.

She closed her eyes and opened herself to his kiss, letting his tongue in when he begged for entrance. She let him build her back up, making her feel all light headed again. Then he began to move slowly inside her.

She whimpered. She moaned and when he brushed the right spot, she cried out. He moved faster then, picking up the pace. The tightness of her folds was almost too much for him. She was already milking him, but he wanted to please her. He wanted her to come for him because it was her first time and he wanted her to want to do it again...with him. Always with him and no one else.

"Fuck," Miles grunted as he dove inside her, spilling his seed.

Millicent bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming out and as Miles opened his eyes, he leaned down to capture her lips. She kissed him back with complete abandon, her hips rocking against his as she tightened around him and cried out in his mouth. She came hard all over him not once, but several times as his release seemed to go on forever.

When the last shudders went through them both, he moved to his side, pulling her with him. He kissed her forehead as she curled herself at his side.

She wasn't sure what to say to him and she didn't even know if she could even say in words how wonderful he had made her feel. She kissed him softly, her hands brushing his sweaty hair from his face.

"Miles, I..." she trailed off as he put his forefinger over her lips.

"Don't," he said, capturing her lips again.

"But...I..."

"No," he said. "You don't. Don't ruin it by saying something you'll want to take back later."

She nodded, but silently told him with her eyes that she loved him. She looked at him, searching his eyes for some return of the feeling. It wasn't there, but what was there, was the feeling that he did care for her.

That was something at least. Something she could build on once the night was over.

Wishes Come True

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 07:56:41 GMT

Title: Wishes Come True
Author: lilydahlia
Rating: PG-13
Prompt Set: 50.3
Prompt: 36 - Sojourn
Word Count: 1898
Summary: Tracey gets pregnant with Marcus' baby and takes off to Italy. Draco finds her...and sweetness occurs.
Notes: Based off the wonderful characters of J. K. Rowling. Thanks to Andy and Ash for the betas. Andy: I posted it anyway cos I want to be done with this table. :P

Tracey was reluctant to say anything. It was her feelings that things had gotten way out of hand and now she was pregnant. She should have known that just one single night without protection could get her that way even under the most careful of circumstances.

Marcus wasn't the type of guy who had family honor. He was generally a jerk to the core and didn't really give a shit about her. He cared more about the fame and the money that came along with having such a beautiful and wealthy girlfriend.

She should have known. She should have accepted Draco's offer to take her home that night instead of staying at the wizarding club with such an overbearing beast.

Should've, could've, would've. Yes, that should be her middle name.

It was done now. And all she had to show for the night was the baby growing inside her.

Marcus hadn't even owled her for weeks.

How was she supposed to tell him?

Just drop by the locker rooms after the match and say "oh, you left something at my place, by the by and you'll get it back in about nine months."

She snorted at the very thought of saying such a thing.

No, she needed to talk to Draco. He would be the best person to talk to while Pansy was off having the time of her life in Paris without her. She should have gone with her, but she'd been too upset by the news to even think about Apparating somewhere where so many people would be in love.

Tracey wasn't in love with Marcus. Far from it. She loathed him now. She loathed him for being himself and for being so damned attractive after he'd gotten some magical work done. But she wasn't about to blame the pregnancy entirely on herself or him. It took two and now there would be three.

She considered telling Draco she wanted to get rid of the child, but Draco, being noble would rather marry her himself than to have her go through the shame of doing so. And she didn't want Draco to marry her out of pity. She wanted him to marry her because he loved her or actually cared about her.

No. She couldn't tell Draco either. The best thing to do would be to just go somewhere else. She could say she was going away for a while and everyone could still owl her. She would much rather hide herself away and have the baby than have everyone's pity or be married to someone because they felt a sense of duty.

She hurriedly decided that would be for the best and sat down at her desk to write the owls explaining where she was going, that she just needed some time and space, and that she had no idea when she would be back. She only hoped no one would bother to come visit. If they did, then she would have to explain. And if that happened, she would deal with it then, not now when she had so much more on her mind.

A sojourn to Italy was definitely in order.

***

Months went by, but Draco wrote every day. He asked her how she was feeling and if she needed him. Of course she needed him, but she wouldn't admit that in an owl. She tried not to leave tear stains on the letters as she read them. He always closed them with "yours." He would never be hers.

Tracey started as the doorbell rang, she wiped the tears from her face after reading Draco's last letter. He'd insisted she let him come and see her. It had been three months since she'd left. But of course, she was already beginning to show. She was five months along after all. Her belly was becoming rounded and her feet were swelling. She was quite sure she was the ugliest girl alive at the moment. She really didn't want to see anyone and she would've said so if she had been in her right frame of mind and not openned the door in the first place.

There Draco stood in all his Pureblood glory, staring at her with his mouth open.

"Gods, Trace," he said, looking at her face before he pushed his way inside. "What is going on? Is this why you left?"

He closed the door quickly behind him before she burst into tears. He quickly pulled her into his arms and held her close, caressing her dark hair.

"Shhh," he said, soothing her as she trembled against him, her tiny body wracked with sobs.

Tracey let Draco hold her. She soaked up his warmth and his attention. She'd missed him so much. The way he held her was so gentle, yet so firm that she knew she could ask him never to let her go and he would do his best not to.

"It's...it's Marcus' baby, Draco," she said in between sobs. "I couldn't tell him. You know what a jerk he is...and he only wanted to date me for my money."

"Sweet Merlin," he said, pulling back to brush her tears from her cheeks. "You should've come to me. You knew I wouldn't let you go through this alone, Trace."

"I know, but I didn't want you to do it out of some sense of duty," she said, pulling away from him now to walk toward the kitchen. "It wouldn't be fair. Especially when you know full well how I feel about you and I know full well how you feel about me."

Draco closed his eyes at her words and stopped in the hallway.

"You never did ask me, Trace, you just assumed," he replied, opening his eyes to see if she'd stopped.

She had.

"I don't have to ask, Draco," she said, not turning to face him. "I know by your actions."

Draco strode forward, turning her to face him, tilting her chin up to make her look at him.

"Look at me," he said, his lips inches from hers.

Only when she opened her eyes did he bother to continue.

"Tracey, you have no idea how much I've always wanted you," he said, searching her eyes. "But after father landed himself in Azkaban, I had to prove myself, even after the battle between Harry and the Dark Lord."

"I know you did," she said, reaching up to cup his face. "You don't need this in your life right now. Not when things are going so well."

"You know I could never say no to you, Trace," he whispered before he dipped down to press his lips against hers.

Tracey melted into his arms for a moment. This was what she'd always wanted. Draco Malfoy was hers. Through the fog in her brain, she knew he wasn't and she pulled away.

"Tracey, please," he said, reaching for her. "You must know that I deeply care about you."

"Of course I do," she replied, moving around him. "But only as a friend."

"No, Trace, not as a friend," he said, pulling her back. "I've been in love with you as long as I can remember."

"Draco, you can't say this to me now," she said, looking up at him with tears in her eyes. "Not when I'm like this, pregnant with Marcus' baby."

"You know it doesn't matter to me," he replied. "I'll love this baby as if it were my own. And we can have our own one day. That is, if you love me and want to marry me."

"I'd love nothing more than to marry you, Draco," she said, brushing the tears off her cheeks. "But we both know it would be a mistake."

"What do I have to say to make you believe me?"

"I do believe you, Draco," she said, kissing him softly. "We just shouldn't rush into this."

"I want to," he insisted. "I want you to be able to give this child my name even if it's not mine. I want everyone to know you belong to me."

Tracey nodded. She would give in and he knew it. He could always persuade her to do anything he wanted. And it just happened that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

***

They were married two weeks later in Italy. A private ceremony with two witnesses they didn't even know.

Everything was perfect.

***

"Draco! Draco! It's time," Tracey yelped through the contraction that woke her up at 4 a.m.

"Hmm?" he grumbled, rolling over in the bed to feel for his wife.

His hand caught air and he jerked awake.

"Trace!" he screamed as he saw her on the floor clenching her belly. "Gods. You should've woken me before now."

"I just...I went to the bathroom," she panted. "And the water broke..."

Draco conjured his clothes onto his body and moved to pick her up from the floor.

"Let's get you to the hospital," he said and Apparated away.

***

"Mr. Malfoy, you can't see your wife right now, she's in active labor," the healer said, as she opened the door. "We'll let you know when you can come in."

Draco paced in the waiting room. He never paced, but he was worried. Worried that something had happened to his wife.

She was already well into labor when she'd gotten into a room. He just couldn't stand there and not be with her, but he had no choice.

***

Tracey panted through the contraction and pushed with all her might when the healer told her to. She could feel the head ripping her open, but as soon as she felt it, it was gone. The healer had done another charm for the pain. She wanted Draco with her, but the healer told her the baby wasn't turned right and they'd had to turn her on her side and all sorts of things to get her turned correctly.

She was already exhausted and more than ready to meet her daughter for the very first time. She and Draco had settled on calling her Aurora Narcissa, after the dawn and his mother. Tracey could only hope she didn't have any of her real father's traits.

With two more hard pushes, she felt the baby slip from her body and then the afterbirth. She heard her daughter cry, letting her know she had a nice set of lungs.

Tracey smiled and closed her eyes, totally exhausted.

***

When she opened them again, Draco was at her side and the healer was handing her Aurora. She cuddled the baby girl on her chest, looking down at the little person who had been kicking for nine months. She had Tracey's dark hair and when she opened her eyes, her eyes were the bluest blue she had ever seen and she was sure those eyes would turn hazel as the days passed by.

"She's beautiful, Tracey," Draco said, kissing her head as he reached out to touch his daughter's small hand. "I want ten more just like her someday."

"Someday, not today," Tracey replied, looking up at her husband.

"Definitely not today," he laughed. "Get some rest and I'll take our daughter."

Draco took Aurora from Tracey's arms and watched as she fell asleep.

***

As Tracey slept, Draco couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful little girl in his arm. She was his daughter in every way that counted.

Untitled Love

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sat, 21 Jun 2008 07:02:37 GMT

Title: Untitled Love
Author: lilydahlia
Pairing: Rodolphus/Bellatrix
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 150
Summary: N/A
Notes: Based off the wonderful characters of J. K. Rowling. No beta for this one. It didn't fit for the prompt I wrote it for, so I'm putting it here for all of you to enjoy. ;)

She came into his life like a hurricane - leaving disastrous, sensual emotions in her wake. Just as quickly as she came in, she was gone and had forgotten all about him.

He blinked and she was gone. But just as quickly she could sneak back up on him and take away his breath with her kisses.

Rodolphus shook his head, trying to get the feel of Bellatrix's lips out of his mind. He couldn't forget her or the way her fingers felt moving against his heated skin as they made love.

It had only been the once, but he could still close his eyes and picture her coming in his arms.

Bella. His Bella had left him for the Dark Lord. Yes, he was jealous. More than jealous of the man. He hated him for stealing his woman. Yet, he remained loyal. For now.

Bella would be his again. Soon.

Getting Through

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 07:37:12 GMT

Title: Getting Through
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Pairing: Remus
Prompt: Purple poodles and the rising moon
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

Remus frowned. The poodle in front of him was supposed to turn into a petticoat. Instead it was purple. He rubbed his eyes and looked at his watch. Transfiguration was almost over, but tonight was the full moon.

He glanced over at Sirius and James and got a smile from both of them. Even though the moons were difficult, his friends made it better by being with him.

He looked at his poodle again and waved his wand, trying to concentrate on the spell at hand. No luck. The poodle just got more fluffy and it's hair was still purple.

Reading Time

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 07:25:51 GMT

Title: Reading Time
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Pairing: Tracey/Neville, young Alice (Tracey and Neville's daughter)
Prompt: Did you see what I did?
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

"Mummy! Mummy," Alice said, pulling on her mother's robes. "Did you see what I did?"

"No sweeting, what did you do?" Tracey asked, picking up her daughter.

"I read the first page of Alice in Wonderland all by myself," she grinned.

"Really? All by yourself with no help from Daddy?"

Alice nodded. "Now I can read it to you."

"I'd like that," Tracey said, kissing her daughter's head. "How about you get ready for bed and then you can read it to me."

"And Daddy too?"

"And Daddy too if he wants," she said, looking across the room at Neville.

Grieving

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 07:17:04 GMT

Title: Grieving
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Pairing: Millicent
Prompt: Grief
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

She still grieved and they all knew it. She wore nothing but black and she died every time she thought of the one person she had loved with all her heart.

Her mother could never come back. Millicent knew that, but she refused to give up the memories of her mother. The way her hair fell into her face when she laughed. The way her perfume smelled when she held her daughter close.

Millicent hugged her stuffed dragon closer, reliving the memories and inhaling the scent of what would never be again. Of what she could never have. Never again.

Naughty Books

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 07:10:46 GMT

Title: Naughty Books
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ron/Hermione
Prompt: Book
Warnings: naughty book reading
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

"If you don't put that book down this instant, I'm going to toss it," Ron said, glaring at his girlfriend. She'd been reading the bloody thing since he'd gotten home an hour ago. It couldn't possibly be that interesting. But then again, it was Hermione he was talking to and she was always reading. Even before sleep she would prop up in bed with a book.

"It's important, Ronald," she replied, flipping to the next page, her eyes getting wide with each word. She turned the book upside down.

"What is that bloody thing anyway?"

"Karma Sutra."

"Well, Okay then."

Enticement

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 07:05:14 GMT

Title: Enticement
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Pairing: Tracey Davis, mentions of Tracey/Draco
Prompt: Fire
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

Tracey watched as the flame sprang up in the palm of her hand. The trick was getting it to stay there. She concentrated as Draco had taught her and was able to open her fingers out completely before it disappeared.

She was fire. She tried her best to entice Draco each time he came to visit her, but she still couldn't gain anything more than his affection. He simply wasn't interested in her.

Of course, that hit her self confidence hard. If she couldn't tempt Draco to her bed, she might as well give up and be an old maid.

Handing Out Advice

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 06:57:43 GMT

Title: Handing Out Advice
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Pairing: Lavender, Parvati
Prompt: Divination
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

"We should start a palm reading stand during break times," Parvaiti suggested to her best friend, Lavender.

"Brilliant!" Lavender exclaimed. "We could charge them five sickles per reading."

Parvati wrinkled her nose. "Professor Trelawney would say we shouldn't charge for our gifts."

"How else are we supposed to get the money we need to start a real business when we leave here? Besides, we could get plenty of future customers."

Parvati considered it. Lavender was right, but it just seemed wrong to take money from her classmates. But Fred and George had done it, so she guessed she could too.

Something Worth Remembering

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 11:21:10 GMT

Title: Something Worth Remembering
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Pairing: Neville
Prompt: Remembrall
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

Great. He'd lost another one. It was the fourth one his gran had sent him in the past month. She'd send him a Howler back if he owled to tell her he needed another one.

He was better off just forgetting everything. No matter how many times he'd tried to permanently place things inside his brain it never stuck. He was just plain forgetful.

Neville wondered if his Father had ever forgotten anything. If he might've been as scatterbrained as his son was right now.

He shook off the thought. His parents were the one thing he could never forget.

Your Happiness Matters

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 11:05:22 GMT

Title: Your Happiness Matters
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ron, Hermione, Draco/Hermione mentioned
Prompt: It's your life
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

"You can't possibly want to marry that sodding idiot!" Ron yelled.

"Why not?" Hermione replied heatedly.

"He's not Harry's favorite person you know."

"Of course I know that. But Draco's changed. You have to see that, Ronald."

"He can't have changed much, Hermione. He still works in that dodgy store on Knockturn Alley."

"It's just a job until he can start potion making on his own. He really has nothing to do with Dark Magic anymore."

Ron sighed. He knew he'd never win this argument.

"It's your life," he said after a long silence. "I won't stop you."

Both

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 10:45:45 GMT

Title: Both
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Theo/Millicent
Prompt: friends & lovers
Warnings: sexual situation implied
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

"You won't tell anyone about this, will you?" Theodore Nott asked as he pulled his shirt over his head.

"Tell them what? That we're friends? Or that we're lovers?" Millicent asked as she watched him dress.

"Either. Both I suppose," he replied as he pulled up his trousers. He quickly buttoned and zipped them before he sat down on the bed beside her, taking her hand into his.

"It's not like I'm ashamed of you, Mil," he said, leaning in to kiss her. "I just want this to be between us for now."

"I understand," she said, returning his kiss.

Yearning for Glory

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 10:04:29 GMT

Title: Yearning for Glory
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Pairing: Severus
Prompt: Eternal Glory
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

He'd give everything he owned and even his immortal soul to have Eternal Glory. There were several ways he could accomplish such a feat, but being a martyr was not going to be one of them. He would never go willingly to death.

He knew death wanted him. He should be a friend by now.

Severus shook off his thoughts and focused on the goblet in front of the head table. He was sure one of his young, unwise students would be gaining that honor in the weeks to come.

But still, his chance for glory wasn't lost. Not yet.

Rainy Day Kisses

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 09:40:39 GMT

Title: Rainy Day Kisses
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Susan Bones/Michael Corner
Prompt: Rainstorm
Warnings: snogging and possible sexual comments
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

"Great, just great," Susan said, staring out the window at the downpour. "Now there's no getting out of the house without getting wet for even trying."

"What are you grumbling about anyway?" Michael said, catching her about the waist. "You said just last night you didn't want to bother going anywhere. Now you have your wish. What's the big deal?"

"I just had things I should be doing today," she said, looking over her shoulder at him.

"Something better than me?" he asked, smirking.

"Of course not," she said, turning in his arms to kiss him. "Now, where were we?"

Starry Solitude

lilydahlia@gmail.com — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 09:27:38 GMT

Title: Starry Solitude
Author: lilydahlia
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Pairing: Millicent
Prompt: Stars
Warnings: smoking
Disclaimer: All characters from the Harry Potter universe belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for entertainment purposes.

Millicent could often be found up in the Astronomy tower. She was out of bounds at midnight, but she wasn't bothered. She could get into trouble if she were caught smoking.

She flicked her cigarette over the side and took a long drag. Exhaling, she bent her head back against the wall so she could look up at the stars. There were so many of them out tonight. She started to count them. It helped when she didn't want to think about something.

Mostly it was her way of escaping reality. She thought of it as a fortress of solitude.