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notuilion just showed up one day and said, "Here, since you were whimpering that you didn't have time, here are all your KR drabbles, all coded and ready for upload to your website." !!!!!!!!
So, dearnotuilion, I offered you a drabble as thanks; you said, "I like Lucius," so I went to this week's Dictionary Drabble on Beloved Enemies. I went for a sort of abstract version of the word's definition. Hope you like!
The word:
florilegium: a collection of excerpts; an anthology of short pieces.
Title: Short Stories. 500 words. Harry/Lucius.
Ten objects on a table.
Lucius does not quite hold his breath as the boy stares at them. It looks so very like the memory game of old. And oh, it is a memory game, but nothing like the one most are familiar with.
He does not dare to look at Voldemort as Potter touches the first item.
A white owl feather.
--"Consider it a birthday present, child," says Lucius Malfoy, smiling as Harry takes the owl's cage from him, too overcome to speak--
A remembrall.
--"Father thinks you'd make a fine Seeker," says Draco Malfoy, tossing it in the air. "Go on, give it a try!" Harry's best friend gives the glass sphere a healthy throw, and Harry is already off after it--
A thick emerald green jumper.
--"these wet things off you before you freeze..." and strong hands are pulling the rain-soaked jumper over Harry's head, and wrap a throw about his shoulders, still warm from the hearth--
A water-warped black book with a ragged hole through the middle.
--"can try again some other day, Harry." Lucius puts the ruined book upon the small table next to his armchair, and draws Harry onto his lap--
Splinters from a broomstick.
--"never mind what it cost me," Harry says fiercely, refusing to be moved from Lucius's hospital bedside. "I got you out of there and you're going to be all right and that's what matters"--
A square of worn parchment with nothing written upon it.
--Harry bends low, and whispers, "The Dark Lord will rise again," and the blank parchment becomes a map--
An empty butterbeer bottle.
--"enough of that for one night," Lucius says, but he's smiling, and Harry says, "Haven't either," and he's never felt so bold as he leans in close to the older man--
A tiny gold hourglass on a chain.
--"can't have you losing either sleep or study time to come here at night, now can I?" says Lucius, and Harry sits up, letting the sheet fall to his waist as he reaches for it--
A golden egg.
--"how to open it, then take what's inside and put it on. And wait for me." Lucius leans closer. "Naked, of course. And don't you dare touch yourself." Harry shivers--
A long, thin black quill with an unusually sharp point.
--on his thigh, right there, not more than an inch from his cock, and Harry doesn't know whether it will be the point or the feather edge this time, and it doesn't matter, as long as Lucius doesn't stop, doesn't stop, doesn't stop--
Harry looks up from the table, and moves around it to stand before Lucius.
Touches his shoulder lightly and kisses him. "I've missed you. When did I get here? I can't quite remember."
Voldemort chuckles. "Nicely done, my friend. Very well, you may keep him."
Potter's head tucked comfortably under his chin, Lucius smiles.
-fin
notuilion just showed up one day and said, "Here, since you were whimpering that you didn't have time, here are all your KR drabbles, all coded and ready for upload to your website." !!!!!!!! So, dear
notuilion, I offered you a drabble as thanks; you said, "I like Lucius," so I went to this week's Dictionary Drabble on Beloved Enemies. I went for a sort of abstract version of the word's definition. Hope you like!The word:
florilegium: a collection of excerpts; an anthology of short pieces.
Title: Short Stories. 500 words. Harry/Lucius.
Ten objects on a table.
Lucius does not quite hold his breath as the boy stares at them. It looks so very like the memory game of old. And oh, it is a memory game, but nothing like the one most are familiar with.
He does not dare to look at Voldemort as Potter touches the first item.
A white owl feather.
--"Consider it a birthday present, child," says Lucius Malfoy, smiling as Harry takes the owl's cage from him, too overcome to speak--
A remembrall.
--"Father thinks you'd make a fine Seeker," says Draco Malfoy, tossing it in the air. "Go on, give it a try!" Harry's best friend gives the glass sphere a healthy throw, and Harry is already off after it--
A thick emerald green jumper.
--"these wet things off you before you freeze..." and strong hands are pulling the rain-soaked jumper over Harry's head, and wrap a throw about his shoulders, still warm from the hearth--
A water-warped black book with a ragged hole through the middle.
--"can try again some other day, Harry." Lucius puts the ruined book upon the small table next to his armchair, and draws Harry onto his lap--
Splinters from a broomstick.
--"never mind what it cost me," Harry says fiercely, refusing to be moved from Lucius's hospital bedside. "I got you out of there and you're going to be all right and that's what matters"--
A square of worn parchment with nothing written upon it.
--Harry bends low, and whispers, "The Dark Lord will rise again," and the blank parchment becomes a map--
An empty butterbeer bottle.
--"enough of that for one night," Lucius says, but he's smiling, and Harry says, "Haven't either," and he's never felt so bold as he leans in close to the older man--
A tiny gold hourglass on a chain.
--"can't have you losing either sleep or study time to come here at night, now can I?" says Lucius, and Harry sits up, letting the sheet fall to his waist as he reaches for it--
A golden egg.
--"how to open it, then take what's inside and put it on. And wait for me." Lucius leans closer. "Naked, of course. And don't you dare touch yourself." Harry shivers--
A long, thin black quill with an unusually sharp point.
--on his thigh, right there, not more than an inch from his cock, and Harry doesn't know whether it will be the point or the feather edge this time, and it doesn't matter, as long as Lucius doesn't stop, doesn't stop, doesn't stop--
Harry looks up from the table, and moves around it to stand before Lucius.
Touches his shoulder lightly and kisses him. "I've missed you. When did I get here? I can't quite remember."
Voldemort chuckles. "Nicely done, my friend. Very well, you may keep him."
Potter's head tucked comfortably under his chin, Lucius smiles.
-fin
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Date: 2003-12-12 04:16 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-12-12 04:24 pm (UTC)Thank you!
^_^
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Date: 2003-12-13 04:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-12 04:25 pm (UTC)"Nicely done, my friend. Very well, you may keep him."
Hmmmm! Methinks this drabble should become part of a series. ;-)
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Date: 2003-12-13 04:46 pm (UTC)Thanks for sharing this
Date: 2003-12-12 04:27 pm (UTC)Re: Thanks for sharing this
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Date: 2003-12-12 04:29 pm (UTC)P.S. Have you ever listened to Linkin Park's album Meteora? It *is* the D/H anthem. Really.
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Date: 2003-12-12 04:42 pm (UTC)I honestly didn't get it at first (I blame a sleepless night) but I think I stopped breathing after the remembrall.
"I've missed you. When did I get here? I can't quite remember."
I love the innocence there...and yet...gah!
Great job on this! I agree, this sounds like the beginning of a beautiful series!
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Date: 2003-12-13 04:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-12 04:58 pm (UTC)especially like how it's kind of him instead of ginny that found the book, and the map appears
those scenes make harry seem like such a sweet man :P, well except for maybe that sharp pointed quill..
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Date: 2003-12-13 04:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-12 05:00 pm (UTC)*grin* Nice.
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Date: 2003-12-12 05:07 pm (UTC)You know, it might just be me, but I still find it to be OOC when Voldemort lets Harry stay alive when he's finally in his clutches. I know he didthings of similar nature in the books, but it was, you know, just the tormenting before the execution. After OotP, it makes me label this plot twist as an AU one.
But it's probably just me. ;D
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Date: 2003-12-12 05:41 pm (UTC)*worships you...again*
You never fail to floor me. *gets up off floor*
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Date: 2003-12-12 05:53 pm (UTC)thanks
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Date: 2003-12-12 06:13 pm (UTC)Why is it that your fics always destroy my English and leave my babbling badly punctuated nonsense? lol.
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Date: 2003-12-12 06:27 pm (UTC)Great new memories!
Series, yes? :o)
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Date: 2003-12-12 06:50 pm (UTC)Oh, that’s beautiful! A marvellous piece of mind-bending. How fortunate for Lucius (and probably for Harry too) that Voldemort kept his word, at the end.
I do wonder about the map – Draco could have told his father about the Remembrall (if not too ashamed, but of course the information could have been dragged out of him), but the map? Barty jnr knew, but he wouldn’t have told Lucius, or any currently free Death Eater, surely. Might have told Voldemort of course…
I love the final ‘story’, the quill, distorting Umbridge’s use of it – wonderful, that! confirming the consensual BDSM relationship.
And the incidents you’ve added yourself, and left us to imagine the details of: the rescue, so maddeningly vague (write it! write it!); the butterbeer bottle, its contents inciting Harry to make his own advances; the present of (it sounds like) a cock-ring, with its intimations of domination/submission, later confirmed – and in an Easter egg (maybe), how beautifully baroque and removed from Harry’s real world! the time-turner (though how would Lucius know that had any kind of significance for Harry? But what the hell, I love it!) – all so inventive, so satisfying.
Did I say I love it?
I do hope Lucius is nice to his new pet; I’m soft like that.
Leni
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Date: 2003-12-13 05:17 pm (UTC)Oh, yes, of course Lucius will be nice to his pet. Have no fears; I'm like that too.
Mmmwah. Thank you so much for this. It means a LOT.
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Date: 2003-12-12 08:21 pm (UTC)I love it. Thank you.
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Your fics always make me so happy. I'd love it if you'd continue in this universe.
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Date: 2003-12-12 08:49 pm (UTC)~Cai
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Date: 2003-12-13 12:53 am (UTC)And Lucius is allowed to keep him... although probably only for a short while.
It is just brilliant. *is dazzled*
Can I friend you?
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