REC FEST 2: The Chemical Wedding of Albrecht Grindelwald by Ellid Title:The Chemical Wedding of Albrecht Grindelwald Gaining Access: Accessible to all Author:ellid Length/Word Count: Six chapters, 27993 words Rating: R Pairings: Lupin/Snape Author's Website:Author's Fanworks IJ Summary: December, 1938. As Christmas approaches, Heidelberg, home of the Student Prince, prepares to host a great celebration. All is in readiness for the wedding of the Führer's favorite, Albrecht Grindelwald, as he prepares to take a young and beautiful bride: the castle, the guests, the spells that will ensure a long and fruitful marriage.
Only two men know why Grindelwald is to marry here, and marry now: Remus Lupin and Severus Snape. Why have they come from the future to disrupt the greatest moment of the Wizarding Reich?
Why you chose this piece: This was Ellid's contribution to the Snupin Big Bang, and I have to say she did fabulously. This is an Altered Reality fic that isn't in any way compatable with THAT book. You know the one I'm talking about. It's a prequel to her "Motherless Child" series, which can be found on Moonshadow, however it isn't necessary to have read the series to understand or enjoy it.
I woud consider this a historical or era fic. Remus and Snape go back in time to Nazi Germany, and Ellid obviously did her homework. She not only accurately portrays the setting, she does an exquisite job of merging both the historical information and the Potterverse. As well, I found the slight mystery regarding Severus' connection to the Third Reich engaging and ultimately satisfying in the end. It was so deftly done, I wasn't quite sure if he had already come back in time before or what was going on!
I love her use of magic and alchemy, and I found her premise extremely unique and creative. You become involved in the story and the danger of the situation Remus and Snape find themselves in. It's engaging and wonderful.
I would reccommend this story to anyone who enjoys a good story, and especially likes historical settings.
We shouldn't be here. Neither should they.
A woman, blonde and pretty, held a small child up to the window of their car get a better view. Her husband smiled and tousled the little girl's hair as a prosperous retired couple beamed at them. Change the language and they could have been on their way to the Royal Albert Hall for a Prom.
Do they really have no idea?
The funicular slid gently into place at its upper platform. A conductor, polite and correct, ushered them and their fellow passengers into a long but fast-moving queue. The Museum was free until New Year's, or so the newspaper had promised, and it seemed that half of Wizarding Germany had decided to take advantage and visit during the winter hols.
They were given multi-lingual programs and divided into twenty person groups at the entrance, with non-Germans placed according to native language. Each headed by a young, carefully coiffed woman in the gown and jewelry of a designated historical period, from the Germanic tribes who had triumphed over Rome to the courtiers of the Holy Roman Empire. It was all very Wagnerian and somewhat ridiculous, but at least the girls hadn't been stuffed into yet another uniform.
Severus frowned slightly as their guide, a statuesque girl with dark blue eyes and perfectly braided hair, curtsied and led them toward the galleries. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Museum of Aryan Wizardry. My name is Elise Seiler and I will be your guide through the museum this afternoon. We are honored to host you, and hope that you will learn much about our glorious history and culture."
A corridor opened out into a huge, echoing room decorated to resemble a Teutonic great hall, complete with mead horns, straw on the floor, and the remains of a roast boar under a stasis charm at the head table. The guide ushered them to a vitrine containing musical instruments.
"Here we find a typical feasting hall of the Aryan chieftains who brought Germany its first glory. This horn, decorated with images of the god Heimdall, was used to summon warriors to defend Germany against invaders. It is of solid gold and has a permanent Sonorus charm cast on it - "
Severus thinned his lips. One of their fellow tourists, a short, rather plump man in bespoke robes, muttered "Tommyrot!" under his breath. A woman tittered, and Fräulein Seiler paused. "If you have any questions? All of our exhibits were personally approved by Herr Reichsführer fur Zauberer Grindelwald himself, after consultation with the scientists of the Ahnenerbe to ensure their racial purity and scientific accuracy."
The air seemed to vibrate for a moment. The short wizard jumped as an equally short witch elbowed him in the ribs with a sotto voce, "Alfie, behave!" Fräulein Seiler laughed politely and waited for order to be restored before continuing.
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The bedroom was dark except for a low fire crackling on the hearth. The velvet ropes had been removed and a wreath of winter greens had been placed carefully on the headboard, directly over the impaled arms of the Elector and his bride. The little carved figures stirred sleepily as Remus approached, their motion speeding up as Elise joined him by the bed. The washerwoman batted her eyes at the lord and wiggled her hips seductively, the wind began to stir the pregnant giant’s cloud air, the queen’s belly tightened as labor began –
- woman ripe fertile ready take kiss cub mate claim -
“Both of you. Away from the bed now.” Severus grabbed his arm and hauled Remus backward. Remus gasped, fingers going to his lips as he realized how close he had come to kissing Elise and dragging her straight onto the charmed bed for a tumble. “I was afraid of this.”