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May. 23rd, 2005 05:27 pmWell, back from my weekend home. I bought my circus tent bridesmaid's dress for my sister's wedding. It's not that the dress is ugly. Actually, it's very tasteful. It's tank straps with a little beading around the neckline and the empire waist, and otherwise plain. No bows. No ruffles. Nothing gaudy. Hunter green (I'm a blonde- hunter green looks great on me). It's just that it's a maternity dress, and thefore could double as a circus tent. But that's not at all my sis's fault!
At least I'll get to wear it again, since we have another wedding to go to the weekend after!
I never did finish my image of Harry Potter article (I still need to get some artists' permissions). But I did write an article on book-to-movie adaptations. It was rather entertaining- to me, at least :) And of course, now I need another article or review. It's Star Wars/Trek theme week coming up at Mutant Reviewers from Hell, so either I need to review a Star Wars or Trek movie, or write an article. Justin wants more Trek stuff, but I'm not at all a Trekkie. I guess I could rate the various attractiveness of male members of the casts. But honestly, why? I don't care if you prefer Kirk or Picard, neither of them comes even close to Han Solo. So why bother? Han Solo is the hottest thing in hyperspace, full stop.
Accidentally In Love is plodding along. It always goes this way. It plods for a few weeks, and then I get frustrated and pound it out. Want a snippet? Let me see what I can dig up.
The Werewolf Registry Office looked the same as it always had. Remus sat on one of the old chairs, elbows resting on his knees as he twisted his fingers together. Funny that he should be nervous over something like this, something that didn't really affect his own life. But his stomach was twisting with nerves and his palms were sweating.
"Mr. Lupin?" the secretary finally said. "Mr. Macnair will see you now."
Shit. He'd been hoping for Diggory. Diggory would have been more understanding, more likely to grant permission. He almost gave up and left the room. "Thank you," he said, following the secretary back to Macnair's office.
Remus had never liked Alvin Macnair, and certainly the feeling had been mutual. But today Macnair stood up as Remus entered the room. "Lupin," he said courteously, almost jovially. "This is unexpected. What can I do for you today?"
Remus took a deep breath. "I've been asked to serve as a witness for a wedding," he explained. "I've come to apply for permission to do so."
"Well." Macnair flipped open the file on his desk. "A wedding, you say?"
"Yes. Frank Longbottom and Alice Fenwick."
A form appeared. And a quill. Remus's breath caught in his throat. "When would this wedding be?"
"Thursday afternoon."
"Place?"
"Here at the Ministry."
"Other witnesses?"
"Sirius Black."
"Others attending?"
"Just whoever is officiating."
"Small affair, I see." The quill was scratching over the paper. "Well, Lupin, we've had our differences, but I see from your file that there is absolutely no reason to deny you your right. In fact," he said, looking up from his work with what could almost be termed a leer, "there's every reason to grant it to you. Glad you wised up, boy."
Startled, Remus grunted noncommittally.
Macnair handed over a copy of the form. "Give this to the officiating witch or wizard, and make sure a copy of it is attached to their records. And if you need anything else Lupin, come to me and not Diggory. We repay those who serve us," he added with a wink.
Remus couldn't escape the office fast enough.
Y'know, I like giving snippets.
Oh well. Time to head home and go grocery shopping. Oh joy. Oh bliss.
At least I'll get to wear it again, since we have another wedding to go to the weekend after!
I never did finish my image of Harry Potter article (I still need to get some artists' permissions). But I did write an article on book-to-movie adaptations. It was rather entertaining- to me, at least :) And of course, now I need another article or review. It's Star Wars/Trek theme week coming up at Mutant Reviewers from Hell, so either I need to review a Star Wars or Trek movie, or write an article. Justin wants more Trek stuff, but I'm not at all a Trekkie. I guess I could rate the various attractiveness of male members of the casts. But honestly, why? I don't care if you prefer Kirk or Picard, neither of them comes even close to Han Solo. So why bother? Han Solo is the hottest thing in hyperspace, full stop.
Accidentally In Love is plodding along. It always goes this way. It plods for a few weeks, and then I get frustrated and pound it out. Want a snippet? Let me see what I can dig up.
The Werewolf Registry Office looked the same as it always had. Remus sat on one of the old chairs, elbows resting on his knees as he twisted his fingers together. Funny that he should be nervous over something like this, something that didn't really affect his own life. But his stomach was twisting with nerves and his palms were sweating.
"Mr. Lupin?" the secretary finally said. "Mr. Macnair will see you now."
Shit. He'd been hoping for Diggory. Diggory would have been more understanding, more likely to grant permission. He almost gave up and left the room. "Thank you," he said, following the secretary back to Macnair's office.
Remus had never liked Alvin Macnair, and certainly the feeling had been mutual. But today Macnair stood up as Remus entered the room. "Lupin," he said courteously, almost jovially. "This is unexpected. What can I do for you today?"
Remus took a deep breath. "I've been asked to serve as a witness for a wedding," he explained. "I've come to apply for permission to do so."
"Well." Macnair flipped open the file on his desk. "A wedding, you say?"
"Yes. Frank Longbottom and Alice Fenwick."
A form appeared. And a quill. Remus's breath caught in his throat. "When would this wedding be?"
"Thursday afternoon."
"Place?"
"Here at the Ministry."
"Other witnesses?"
"Sirius Black."
"Others attending?"
"Just whoever is officiating."
"Small affair, I see." The quill was scratching over the paper. "Well, Lupin, we've had our differences, but I see from your file that there is absolutely no reason to deny you your right. In fact," he said, looking up from his work with what could almost be termed a leer, "there's every reason to grant it to you. Glad you wised up, boy."
Startled, Remus grunted noncommittally.
Macnair handed over a copy of the form. "Give this to the officiating witch or wizard, and make sure a copy of it is attached to their records. And if you need anything else Lupin, come to me and not Diggory. We repay those who serve us," he added with a wink.
Remus couldn't escape the office fast enough.
Y'know, I like giving snippets.
Oh well. Time to head home and go grocery shopping. Oh joy. Oh bliss.
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Date: 2005-05-23 10:29 pm (UTC)Can't help you with the Star Trek article thing, sorry. Just--in the wedding party, don't wear heels. Honestly. Flats are your friends now. :-)
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Date: 2005-05-24 01:37 am (UTC)And I HATE heels. I always wear flats, so... (partly because my hubby is 5'6.5", and partly just cause.) My sister said any shoes we want, as long as they're black. She doesn't care if we wear flip flops :) Nice sis!
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Date: 2005-05-24 01:23 am (UTC)It took me a minute to realize why Macnair was being so pleasant. WAH. Poor Remus. But at least he got his permission. On the other hand, I'm sickened that he has to ask permission for something so ... not-at-all-related-to-him. Gah.
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Date: 2005-05-24 01:41 am (UTC)I agree, but I think if you're going to argue that Voldie was willing to give rights, the current administration had to be pretty stingy with them. And serving as a legal witness....
A part of me actually wanted to make Remus Neville's godfather. (thus the reason he wasn't at Harry's christening.) Because Neville has family, the duty would have been entirely ceremonial anyway. But Remus doesn't really seem to demonstrate any especial connection to Neville, does he? I mean, you can see there's some subtle connection to Harry, but while he's nice to Neville, it's clearly a sympathetic man who's spotted a kid with a confidence problem... not a godfather. But then, my sister wouldn't recognize her godfather if they bumped into each other on the street. Thoughts?
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Date: 2005-05-24 10:41 am (UTC)Do we know that he wasn't?
And I agree that Remus probably isn't Neville's godfather, since he doesn't otherwise seem attached to anyone in particular (except Harry, for L/J loyalty). My Remus (in the RPG I used to do) developed sort of a relationship with Neville after Remus shared some of his memories of Alice/Frank with him, talked about the original Order, etc, but that's just fanon. And while your sister might not know her godfather, he would know her. So unless someone forgot to tell Remus he was Neville's godfather, and Neville was baptized on a full moon, then I think that he would know, anyway, even if Neville didn't.
Actually ... I wonder if Dumbledore could be N's godfather.
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Date: 2005-05-24 12:20 pm (UTC)And yeah, I LIKE the idea of Remus being Neville's godfather, he just doesn't remotely act like it in canon. He acts entirely like a kind teacher encouraging a pupil who lacks in confidence. ANY kind teacher (I don't consider McG very kind!) would do that. But the thought was nice, and easy to explain away since Neville had his grandparents. (I think if James's parents had been alive, they would have gotten custody of Harry over Sirius as well.) I love the idea of a Neville/REmus relationship post-OotP though.
I wonder that too, but I suspect it might be a relative of Neville's. It sounds like he's got a bunch of em running around. Or he might not even really have one! I do think DD might have been the Longbottom's Secret Keeper, though!
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Date: 2005-05-24 12:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-24 02:43 pm (UTC)At least what happens to Frank and Alice happens AFTER AIL. That's really something I don't want to write at ALL!
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Date: 2005-05-30 07:31 pm (UTC)I don't think that it's likely, but it's also not implausible if you wanted to do it- he could have been named godfather, but after Alice and Frank were out of the picture, lost touch with the Longbottoms. Neville's gran sounds like a very uptight woman, so she might not have liked Remus around her grandson. And it would explain why her outfit came to mind when he was telling Neville what to do with a boggart, if they'd had a lot of contact in the past.
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Date: 2005-05-24 02:12 am (UTC)And that 'circus tent' thing made me laugh. You're blonde? I always pictured you with dark hair, dunno why.
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