Drabble: Midnight Grief
Jul. 14th, 2010 12:24 amTitle: Midnight Grief
Author:
dexstarr
Word Count: 100 x 3
Rating: PG
Challenge:
slytherin100: Prompt #132: Midnight, by the lake
Characters: Draco/Pansy
Author's Note: First attempt at a mini-series. Not entirely pleased, but I wanted to post before the deadline.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
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The note was crumpled in Pansy’s cold hand, but she’d memorized the words.
“Midnight. Lake.”
The parchment had been delivered to her by Draco’s eagle owl that morning. He usually just pulled her aside in the common room when he wanted to talk to her; she wondered about the change in routine.
So here she was, at midnight, waiting by the lake for Draco. She’d been here at five minutes to midnight, but it was now twelve thirty, and he had yet to show.
But finally she heard his footsteps cracking over fresh snow, and she turned to greet him.
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( Drabble 2 and 3 )
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Word Count: 100 x 3
Rating: PG
Challenge:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
Characters: Draco/Pansy
Author's Note: First attempt at a mini-series. Not entirely pleased, but I wanted to post before the deadline.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
***
The note was crumpled in Pansy’s cold hand, but she’d memorized the words.
“Midnight. Lake.”
The parchment had been delivered to her by Draco’s eagle owl that morning. He usually just pulled her aside in the common room when he wanted to talk to her; she wondered about the change in routine.
So here she was, at midnight, waiting by the lake for Draco. She’d been here at five minutes to midnight, but it was now twelve thirty, and he had yet to show.
But finally she heard his footsteps cracking over fresh snow, and she turned to greet him.
***
( Drabble 2 and 3 )