Sunday, June 30th 2013

Hello, everyone!

I've been chipping away at "Innocent" as usual, and tonight's chapter is up. :D I've also started on another story - it'll probably only be a few thousand words, but I intend to put it up sometime this week. I'm not sure when, but there'll be a post on here to let you know. :)

So, without further ado, here's the preview for the next chapter:

“Potter,” Severus said irritably. “As I have brought you up here to talk to you, do you really expect that I will not do so?”

“Er... no?” Potter said, looking confused.

“Then kindly wait for me to start the conversation in my own time.” Potter watched him with an odd expression and then started off down the corridor. “Where are you going?”

“I’m just stretching my legs,” Potter said over his shoulder. “I won’t go far, I promise.”

“So you say,” Severus said, just loud enough for Potter to hear.

Potter put his hands in his pockets – Severus heard something, like parchment in one of them – and then fixed those green eyes on Severus. They had an uncanny, Dumbledore-like sparkle in them. “Since I came up here to listen to you, do you really think I’m not going to?”

Why you insolent, little- Severus closed his eyes and retreated a few steps into his mind to inhale the fumes of a Calming Drought he had brewing in his head – it was a mental relaxation technique he’d developed recently, to help him deal with the Weasley twins. He let out a deep breath and opened his eyes. Potter was waiting patiently, eyes still gleaming. Severus’ lip curled.

So that's all from me for now. :) Keep an eye out for the new story announcement. :)

MarauderLover7.

Sunday, June 23rd 2013

Hi everyone! :D
It's Sunday again and you know what that means, I think... A new chapter! :D
Sorry in advance. :S

Here's the preview:

The hand was back on his shoulder, not restraining him, just... there. Maybe it was a warning, or maybe he was next.

Ben quickly weighed his options; Finch couldn’t help them, and even if he could get Yaxley to help, it would still be two against seven. They were bad odds, particularly when Ben was part of the two.

Please don’t let this be an enormous mistake, Ben thought, and snapped the Sidekick shut. He rolled it away and it landed near Yaxley’s wand. The hand on his shoulder vanished and Ben’s eyes filled with scared, relieved tears. Yaxley was crying too; she shifted, pressing herself up against the wall beside him.

“No Sidekicks,” he whispered. “Okay?” Ben reached for Finch, who immediately latched onto his side. “We’ll get through this.”

I hope you've enjoyed your weekends! :)
MarauderLover7.

Sunday, June 16th 2013

Hi, everyone. :)

It's Sunday again - you know what that means! :D Update time; the new chapter's up, so enjoy! :)

Here's the preview:

“Manners, Daughter.”

“Answers, Father,” she said in a brittle voice.

“I waited until he was alone,” he whispered, encouraged; she’d called him father! “Then I knocked on the door and asked to come in. He was so polite, so friendly.” He heard her teeth grind together. “Scared, once I pulled out my wand, but I like them that way. He fought, but I overpowered him. He tried to lie.” Fenrir wheezed a laugh. “I smelled it right away, of course. Little fool.” He laughed again and bared his teeth. “I don’t like it when people lie.” She was drinking in every word, but he could smell her horror, her fury.

“I got my answers eventually. I won’t tell you how.” He smiled up at his daughter. Her face was white in the light of the almost-full moon above them. “He would have lived though. I took his wand and I was leaving, when I heard him say something. I don’t know what he said, but he was talking into a golden pocket watch. He was trying to warn someone.” Fenrir snorted. “I could have left him alive, but-”

“But you didn’t,” she said, her face hardening.

“He chose his own fate,” he said, shrugging. “I just helped him along. I suppose he was a little lion? So brave and self-sacrificing...”

“Actually,” she said. “He was a snake.” She knelt down, bringing them to the same height for the first time. “And snakes are poisonous.” Fenrir’s smile widened and he decided to play along.

There are a few interesting developments in this one - I'm keen to hear what you think. :)

Until next week,

MarauderLover7.

Sunday, June 9th 2013

Hi all! :D
The next chapter's up! :)

Here's the preview:

“Is Padfoot- I mean, is he – Sirius - okay?”

“How am I supposed to know?” she asked.

“Dunno,” he muttered. “Sorry.” He stared at his hands for a long time, his face unreadable again. When he did look up, Petunia couldn’t meet his eyes properly; she kept her gaze fixed on his nose and hoped he wouldn’t notice. “So have you- I mean, are you here to take me away?” It didn’t escape her notice that the boy had said ‘away’ and not said ‘home’, or that his jaw was set, the way she’d seen his father’s set once.

“I think it’s best if I handle him alone,” Petunia said. The pink woman frowned, but didn’t argue. She marched out and Snape swept after her. The door closed, and Harry and Petunia sat in silence.

“Well?” Harry asked, not impolitely.

“No.”

“You- you aren’t-”

“I’m not taking you home with me,” Petunia told him, and Harry looked surprised, upset and relieved all at once. Relieved. Were we really that terrible to you? It wasn’t really a question that needed an answer.

Harry took another few moments to process her response and then said, “So why are you here?”

I'll be interested to hear what you think. :)
Until next time. :)
MarauderLover7.

Sunday, June 2nd 2013

Hi, everyone!
There was less of a cliffhanger at the end of the last chapter, but I imagine you're still keen for the update... :) So, without further ado...

Here's the preview:

Tonks swallowed the lump in her throat and stared at her hands until she was sure she wouldn’t start crying again.

“You heard, then?”

“I heard,” she said, and had to dab at her stinging eyes anyway.

“Go home, Nymphadora. Get a good night’s sleep and I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

“Don’t call me Nymphadora,” she said irritably as she stood up and collected her rucksack from the corner. She looked at her mentor again and for all his experience and the fact that he was a formidable opponent, right now, all she could see was a tired, sad, old man. Her irritation faded. “I suppose it must be hard seeing him again,” she said tentatively. Mad-Eye nodded. “I suppose he’s changed a lot. That’s got to be-”

“Hasn’t changed at all,” Mad-Eye grunted. “Grown up a bit, maybe, but otherwise he’s just the same. Exactly the same.” The unhappy slant of his mouth became more pronounced and he didn’t offer anything else, so Tonks let it drop. 

Enjoy! :D
Until next week,
MarauderLover7.