Bet you thought I forgot, huh?
May. 6th, 2005 04:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lls_mutantI still owed a few drabbles from that drabble-thing a while back. I didn't forget- I just needed TIME!
Here they are. I like the second one, but I'm not as crazy about the first. :P
Title: Disguise
Rating: G
Author’s Note: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
katilara, who wanted glam!pups. I don’t ever write glam!pups and really am not at all a fan of the characterization, but I figured I’d give it a go anyway.
The music was hard and throbbing, seductive in a raw sort of way. And yet Remus wasn’t dancing; he was only watching Sirius with a small, knowing smile teasing the edge of his lips.
“What?” Sirius asked, suddenly self-conscious about the glitter and the eyeliner and the tight leather that drew eyes.
Remus shrugged. “It’s not you.”
“So?” Sirius demanded defensively. “Sometimes it’s nice not to be me.”
“I know. And sometimes there’s a certain satisfaction in knowing I’m the only one in this room who knows who you really are.” He chuckled. “And sometimes, I like it that way.”
Title: Harry’s First Word
Rating: It’s a drabble and it has baby Harry. What do you think?
Author’s Note: Formagic_at_mungos, who wanted Sirius giving baby Harry a bath.
“Prongs!” The roar shook the tiny house. “Teach your son that the bathtub is not a toilet!” Sirius was soaked from head to toe, black hair hanging in bedraggled strands, much to Harry’s clear amusment.
James leaned against the door frame and chuckled. “He got you, huh?”
“Right up the nose!” Sirius waved in anger, causing Harry to squeal and wave his hands in imitation. “Little pisser!”
“Bigger than yours,” James retorted.
“All right. That’s it. Outside, you bloody wanker! Now!”
And from the bathtub, clear as day, Harry spoke his first word.
“Wanker!” he crowed, pointing at his father.
Here they are. I like the second one, but I'm not as crazy about the first. :P
Title: Disguise
Rating: G
Author’s Note: For
katilara, who wanted glam!pups. I don’t ever write glam!pups and really am not at all a fan of the characterization, but I figured I’d give it a go anyway.The music was hard and throbbing, seductive in a raw sort of way. And yet Remus wasn’t dancing; he was only watching Sirius with a small, knowing smile teasing the edge of his lips.
“What?” Sirius asked, suddenly self-conscious about the glitter and the eyeliner and the tight leather that drew eyes.
Remus shrugged. “It’s not you.”
“So?” Sirius demanded defensively. “Sometimes it’s nice not to be me.”
“I know. And sometimes there’s a certain satisfaction in knowing I’m the only one in this room who knows who you really are.” He chuckled. “And sometimes, I like it that way.”
Title: Harry’s First Word
Rating: It’s a drabble and it has baby Harry. What do you think?
Author’s Note: For
magic_at_mungos, who wanted Sirius giving baby Harry a bath.“Prongs!” The roar shook the tiny house. “Teach your son that the bathtub is not a toilet!” Sirius was soaked from head to toe, black hair hanging in bedraggled strands, much to Harry’s clear amusment.
James leaned against the door frame and chuckled. “He got you, huh?”
“Right up the nose!” Sirius waved in anger, causing Harry to squeal and wave his hands in imitation. “Little pisser!”
“Bigger than yours,” James retorted.
“All right. That’s it. Outside, you bloody wanker! Now!”
And from the bathtub, clear as day, Harry spoke his first word.
“Wanker!” he crowed, pointing at his father.
