Two Inevitable ficlettes
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mhalachaiTwo Inevitable universe ficlettes. I put these separate because they contain some minor spoilers for the story. The big questions, "Is Harry a werewolf?" "What will happen to Anita?" "What about those slashy overtones with Harry and Nathaniel?" are not addressed here. But if you don't want to know a damned thing, go away. Otherwise...
Title: Tower
Characters: Harry and Jason (HP/AB)
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semirhage527
Notes: Inevitable universe. Contains no real spoilers. Harry and Jason in England
Jason looked up at the ancient stone wall, then back at the glossy pamphlet. "Is this the haunted one?" he asked.
Harry raised his eyebrows behind his new glasses. "It's the bloody Tower of London," he said. "Everything's haunted."
"Point." Jason folded the tourist brochure and put it in his back pocket. "Hey, we totally should have brought Anita. She likes these boring museum places."
"No, we should not have brought Anita," Harry retorted as they walked across the courtyard, under the disapproving glare of the Tower Ravens. "With the stress she's under, after the cross-Atlantic plane ride, then with the vampire gathering we have tonight, she'd be accidentally raising everything dead in the place." Harry spread his hands, indicating an imaginary newspaper. "I can see the headlines now. 'American Necromancer discovers long-lost skeletons in the Tower.'"
"It wouldn't be that bad," Jason argued.
Harry glared at him as they skirted a pack of little old ladies.
"Ok, so maybe it would be that bad," Jason conceded.
"What does Anita do to de-stress?" Harry asked.
It was Jason's turn to give Harry a look.
"Besides that," Harry said, still torn between a bit of juvenile giggling and embarrassment.
"She shoots things," Jason said. "And occasionally goes to the gym."
Harry groaned. "So what you're saying is that we're doomed tonight? We should have brought Damian with us."
"Nah," Jason said. "Bringing one coffin over on the plane was enough of a headache." He stopped and looked around. "Let's go find one of those badly double named British pubs, eat us some greasy food."
"Or we could cab back to the hotel and order room service." It was still so much of a novelty that Harry had almost avoided ordering breakfast, convinced that his aunt and uncle would descend out of nowhere and lock him in the cupboard for being so extravagant with other people's money.
Jason grinned. "Let's charge it to Anita's room, see if she notices," he said with a wink.
Title: A Less Civilized Crowd
Characters: Anita and Snape (AB/HP) (and Harry and Jason)
For:angelofwar and my anonymous friend.
Notes: Inevitable universe. Contains some possible spoilers. Anita at Hogwarts! With Snape!
"I'm sure Mr. Potter would be... delighted to show them around Hogwarts."
Anita turned toward the source of the sneering voice, and crossed her arms over her chest. The person speaking was that horrible, slimy dark-haired professor, Snape or Snap or Snipe or something, who had been nasty at every mention of Harry's name ever since Anita arrived. "What do you mean by that?" she demanded in a cold voice.
"Um, Anita--" Harry tried to interrupt her, even going as far as to lay a hand on her sleeve, but she shook him off.
"I mean that Mr. Potter arrived at Hogwarts with an uncanny ability to find trouble, Miss Blake," the slimy creep said. "He also has developed a taste for, shall we say, a less civilized crowd."
From his place at her side, Anita felt a hot rush of anger rise off Harry, and he took a step toward the professor. They were almost the same height. "Don't speak like that to Anita!" he said hotly. His hands were open, but Anita knew how much it must be costing him not to ball his hands into fists or to go for his wand.
"Like what, Mr. Potter?"
"Like she and Jason aren't as good as you are!" Harry pressed his hands against the sides of his blood-spattered robes. "Anita could take out everyone in this--"
He was going to say too much, Anita realized. "Harry," she said softly, interrupting him. He must have heard the warning in her voice, or maybe realized what he was saying, for he closed his mouth with a snap.
The professor's sallow face was pinched. "Twenty points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter, for such reckless insubordination to a teacher," he spat.
Anita laid her hand on the back of Harry's hand, and she felt the trembles of tension in him calm slightly. She hoped he would still take the touch of his Lupa as meaning protection and safety. Deliberately, she stepped in front of Harry. It wasn't to block him from the professor's view; he was a good head taller than she was. It was to let the professor know exactly who he had to deal with here.
"Listen to me, because I'm only going to say this once," she said. Her voice was soft, but she could feel a quiet rage building in her chest. She was still reeling with what had almost happened with Jason. There was no way she was going to let anyone threaten her guys. "You can take whatever stupid petty problems you have with Harry, and you can shove them, got it?"
The professor narrowed his eyes and twisted his lip. "Miss Blake--"
"It's Ms. Blake," Anita interrupted. "And you are not going to speak to Harry that way, or by God, you will have to deal with me."
Anita was vaguely aware that the other professors in the room were listening, but she didn't care. She was concentrating on keeping her beast in check. This bastard was threatening Harry, the pack. Her beast wanted to deal with the threat, permanently. But Anita suspected that the Headmaster wouldn't understand if she killed and ate the professor.
"What is he to you?" the professor snapped. "He's just another--"
"He's family." Anita's words weren't loud, but they seemed to resonate in the room. Harry's hand slipped around in hers, and she gripped it tightly. She knew Jason was at Harry's back. "You got a problem with him, you got a problem with me."
"Potter doesn't have any living relatives," the professor scoffed.
Anita felt a cold and unhappy smile lift her lips. Technically, the professor was right, but Damian was none of the creep's business. "Doesn't matter. Half of the scariest people in Europe would side with me on this. So back off, now!"
The last word was a growl, and Anita had the intense satisfaction of seeing the professor take a step back. What she had said wasn't a lie. If pressed, the Vampire Council would back her up. If they didn't try to kill her first. And hadn't the Master of London given her his promise?
Through the marks, Anita felt a responding growl from Richard, an ocean away. There she stood, Harry and Jason at her back, with Richard touching her mind, and in that moment, there was nothing that could even touch their pack.
Title: Tower
Characters: Harry and Jason (HP/AB)
For:
semirhage527Notes: Inevitable universe. Contains no real spoilers. Harry and Jason in England
Jason looked up at the ancient stone wall, then back at the glossy pamphlet. "Is this the haunted one?" he asked.
Harry raised his eyebrows behind his new glasses. "It's the bloody Tower of London," he said. "Everything's haunted."
"Point." Jason folded the tourist brochure and put it in his back pocket. "Hey, we totally should have brought Anita. She likes these boring museum places."
"No, we should not have brought Anita," Harry retorted as they walked across the courtyard, under the disapproving glare of the Tower Ravens. "With the stress she's under, after the cross-Atlantic plane ride, then with the vampire gathering we have tonight, she'd be accidentally raising everything dead in the place." Harry spread his hands, indicating an imaginary newspaper. "I can see the headlines now. 'American Necromancer discovers long-lost skeletons in the Tower.'"
"It wouldn't be that bad," Jason argued.
Harry glared at him as they skirted a pack of little old ladies.
"Ok, so maybe it would be that bad," Jason conceded.
"What does Anita do to de-stress?" Harry asked.
It was Jason's turn to give Harry a look.
"Besides that," Harry said, still torn between a bit of juvenile giggling and embarrassment.
"She shoots things," Jason said. "And occasionally goes to the gym."
Harry groaned. "So what you're saying is that we're doomed tonight? We should have brought Damian with us."
"Nah," Jason said. "Bringing one coffin over on the plane was enough of a headache." He stopped and looked around. "Let's go find one of those badly double named British pubs, eat us some greasy food."
"Or we could cab back to the hotel and order room service." It was still so much of a novelty that Harry had almost avoided ordering breakfast, convinced that his aunt and uncle would descend out of nowhere and lock him in the cupboard for being so extravagant with other people's money.
Jason grinned. "Let's charge it to Anita's room, see if she notices," he said with a wink.
Title: A Less Civilized Crowd
Characters: Anita and Snape (AB/HP) (and Harry and Jason)
For:
angelofwar and my anonymous friend.Notes: Inevitable universe. Contains some possible spoilers. Anita at Hogwarts! With Snape!
"I'm sure Mr. Potter would be... delighted to show them around Hogwarts."
Anita turned toward the source of the sneering voice, and crossed her arms over her chest. The person speaking was that horrible, slimy dark-haired professor, Snape or Snap or Snipe or something, who had been nasty at every mention of Harry's name ever since Anita arrived. "What do you mean by that?" she demanded in a cold voice.
"Um, Anita--" Harry tried to interrupt her, even going as far as to lay a hand on her sleeve, but she shook him off.
"I mean that Mr. Potter arrived at Hogwarts with an uncanny ability to find trouble, Miss Blake," the slimy creep said. "He also has developed a taste for, shall we say, a less civilized crowd."
From his place at her side, Anita felt a hot rush of anger rise off Harry, and he took a step toward the professor. They were almost the same height. "Don't speak like that to Anita!" he said hotly. His hands were open, but Anita knew how much it must be costing him not to ball his hands into fists or to go for his wand.
"Like what, Mr. Potter?"
"Like she and Jason aren't as good as you are!" Harry pressed his hands against the sides of his blood-spattered robes. "Anita could take out everyone in this--"
He was going to say too much, Anita realized. "Harry," she said softly, interrupting him. He must have heard the warning in her voice, or maybe realized what he was saying, for he closed his mouth with a snap.
The professor's sallow face was pinched. "Twenty points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter, for such reckless insubordination to a teacher," he spat.
Anita laid her hand on the back of Harry's hand, and she felt the trembles of tension in him calm slightly. She hoped he would still take the touch of his Lupa as meaning protection and safety. Deliberately, she stepped in front of Harry. It wasn't to block him from the professor's view; he was a good head taller than she was. It was to let the professor know exactly who he had to deal with here.
"Listen to me, because I'm only going to say this once," she said. Her voice was soft, but she could feel a quiet rage building in her chest. She was still reeling with what had almost happened with Jason. There was no way she was going to let anyone threaten her guys. "You can take whatever stupid petty problems you have with Harry, and you can shove them, got it?"
The professor narrowed his eyes and twisted his lip. "Miss Blake--"
"It's Ms. Blake," Anita interrupted. "And you are not going to speak to Harry that way, or by God, you will have to deal with me."
Anita was vaguely aware that the other professors in the room were listening, but she didn't care. She was concentrating on keeping her beast in check. This bastard was threatening Harry, the pack. Her beast wanted to deal with the threat, permanently. But Anita suspected that the Headmaster wouldn't understand if she killed and ate the professor.
"What is he to you?" the professor snapped. "He's just another--"
"He's family." Anita's words weren't loud, but they seemed to resonate in the room. Harry's hand slipped around in hers, and she gripped it tightly. She knew Jason was at Harry's back. "You got a problem with him, you got a problem with me."
"Potter doesn't have any living relatives," the professor scoffed.
Anita felt a cold and unhappy smile lift her lips. Technically, the professor was right, but Damian was none of the creep's business. "Doesn't matter. Half of the scariest people in Europe would side with me on this. So back off, now!"
The last word was a growl, and Anita had the intense satisfaction of seeing the professor take a step back. What she had said wasn't a lie. If pressed, the Vampire Council would back her up. If they didn't try to kill her first. And hadn't the Master of London given her his promise?
Through the marks, Anita felt a responding growl from Richard, an ocean away. There she stood, Harry and Jason at her back, with Richard touching her mind, and in that moment, there was nothing that could even touch their pack.
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Date: 2005-06-07 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 03:58 am (UTC)SO MUCH. *rereads* You are evil with your hints, and I cannot wait until you get to the chapters with them in England, because these are wonderful and they tease so much!!! Now I'm wondering: which vampire was shipped to England with them; what almost happened to Jason (is it a result of the vampire meeting? ...is Harry meeting the council, then? Squeeee!); are they trying to hide what Anita is to the professors at Hogwarts? How are they going to explain who Anita is to everyone in England? Is Jason going to be ok shifting without the pack? How is Remus going to react to other werewolves/Harry as a werewolf?
So many questions, omg. *waits impatiently for the next chapter*
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Date: 2005-06-07 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 03:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 04:55 am (UTC)-Sonya
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Date: 2005-06-07 09:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 10:29 am (UTC)And Harry and Jason doing the tourist thing... lol
Em.
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Date: 2005-06-07 10:54 am (UTC)-Eagerly awaiting Ch. 18
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Date: 2005-06-07 02:03 pm (UTC)Sarah R.
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Date: 2005-06-07 07:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 07:06 pm (UTC)How are you?
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Date: 2005-06-07 07:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 07:15 pm (UTC)Now all I need to do is write more Inevitable. Riight.
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Date: 2005-06-07 07:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 07:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 07:27 pm (UTC)Oh man. Snape v. JC. Phear.
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Date: 2005-06-07 07:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 07:31 pm (UTC)I'm good. Busy, but good. A flocked entry in other lj soon.
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Date: 2005-06-08 01:18 am (UTC)I'm feeling AYG-ish again, so 'Consequences' may be a while. And my laptop has randomly decided to stop connecting to the internet, so actually, anything may be a while.
-Sonya
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Date: 2005-06-08 03:30 am (UTC)Sorry to hear about your laptop.
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Date: 2005-06-08 05:07 am (UTC)"What does Anita do to de-stress?" Harry asked.
It was Jason's turn to give Harry a look.
"Besides that," Harry said
*gigglesnort*
You kill me dear.
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Date: 2005-06-08 03:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-08 11:58 pm (UTC)Sarah R.
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Date: 2005-06-09 12:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-09 05:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-09 05:08 am (UTC)Hmmz
Date: 2006-01-09 06:43 am (UTC)If you have any time I'd love love love love love to see a Harry/Nathaniel ficlette thinger. In between Inevitable or something. I'll give you my firstborn or something, I swear. But Yeahz. Please *begs*
Re: Hmmz
Date: 2006-01-09 07:38 pm (UTC)There will be no hawt Harry/Nathaniel action in Inevitable, sorry. But maybe in one of the planned vignettes as the sequel? It might happen. What "it" is, is up for debate, but I'm not saying no to anything at this point :)
Yay and dementors
Date: 2009-01-08 01:19 am (UTC)Random thought:
I wonder how Anita would react to dementors. I mean we're talking about a powerful necromancer (ect.ect.) with a strong connection with the dead, who gets cold and Sometimes bring forth a cold wind when she's using her powers. She's able to feed of emotions like lust and rage (and recently love) and can suck out a persons life/energy/soul(depends). Sounds familiar?
Whenever I try to imagine how a meeting like that would go down I always get the same result: Mental pictures of an annoyed (immune) Anita being followed by a long line of dementors like a mother duck with ducklings and everybody else running for the hills.
She finally found her true animal to call (Insert insane laughter). I really ought to draw that.
Good luck with the last Inevitable chapters. Me and many others are really looking forward to them.