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Dec. 6th, 2002 05:28 pmRead DV 11. Harry and Draco kissed. I was happy. Tom was evil. I was thrilled. Slytherins partied. I was amused. Millicent Bulstrode wore a coconut-shell bra. I was traumatized for life. Also finally, in a spate of t00bery, added Le Auteur De Afformentioned Worke to my friends list. I feel embarassed and fangirly about doing so, but that does mean I'll have one of the more amusing journals around delivered to my friends page daily. And maybe something good will come of it. I mean, last time I added somebody famous to my friends list, it got me started writing Tom/Lucius smut.
Image popped into my mind recently while I was showering. No idea how it came about, character-and-relationship-wise, or what year it happened in (sixth? seventh?), or anything like that. Just the image and a vague conversation. There is a Carus, lying naked on his stomach in bed being all content and dozy and afterglowy, and an equally naked and content Albus sitting beside him, passing the time by playing some part of the Well-Tempered Klavier on his back. Music? Carus asks. Muggle music. Can I hear? *playing of Bach by magic, and they natter on like the good little music geeks they are*
McTabby, please don't kill me. I haven't finished the smut yet. ;)
Should get food soon.
Image popped into my mind recently while I was showering. No idea how it came about, character-and-relationship-wise, or what year it happened in (sixth? seventh?), or anything like that. Just the image and a vague conversation. There is a Carus, lying naked on his stomach in bed being all content and dozy and afterglowy, and an equally naked and content Albus sitting beside him, passing the time by playing some part of the Well-Tempered Klavier on his back. Music? Carus asks. Muggle music. Can I hear? *playing of Bach by magic, and they natter on like the good little music geeks they are*
McTabby, please don't kill me. I haven't finished the smut yet. ;)
Should get food soon.