Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "I. AM. CANADIAN. "

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

phoenixfest ([info]phoenixfest) wrote in [info]phoenix_flies,
@ 2008-03-30 00:06:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:drabble-a-thon

Drabble-a-thon: Prompt Twenty-Five
Divination


(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]miramiraficfic
2008-03-31 06:59 am UTC (link)
Title: The Messenger
Author: [info]miramiraficfic
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Pairing: implied Ron/Lavender, R/Hr
Prompt: Divination
Warnings: None

“I still don’t think it’s a good idea,” Parvati insisted. “Remember what Professor Trelawney said…”

Lavender stopped applying her lipstick long enough to give a tiny snort. “She warned you to beware a red haired man, ‘Vati. Not me.”

Parvati thought back over a thousand arguments and slammed doors and glances and silences. Suddenly, they gave way to a vision stronger than any she’d ever experienced in the North Tower: her best friend, clutching her pillow and sobbing what was left of her heart out as Parvati tried in vain to console her. “Maybe that’s because she knew I’d listen.”

(Reply to this)

(Read comments) -

Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs