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Nov. 13th, 2014

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Hi, I have been gone a long time, but i'm still alive.  I'm not going to give excuses, but here are two drabbles.  Yes, two, for your enjoyment!

VS x

School
Words: 100

It wasn’t that the summer had been horrific.  Uncle Vernon was working long hours, Aunt Petunia was adamantly ignoring him as she carried out her chores and Dudley was only ever seen going into or leaving the house.

Harry’s letters were his lifeline.  They had given him news, made him smile and reminded him that there was something to look forward to.  But Harry still couldn’t shake the enormous feeling of relief that flooded him or the happy sigh that escaped his lips as he lay eyes on the castle once more.

Boy did it feel good to be back!!

Butterbeer
Words: 100

The slightly sweet flavour was unforgettable; the smooth finish distinctive and the combination incredibly enjoyable.  But boy, did that Butterbeer kick your backside after eight of them!

Ginny shuddered once more as she recalled the hangover she’d had from their last night out.  The chance of a babysitter had been impossible to refuse and Percy had needed a shoulder to cry into.

However, the smell this evening had nearly caused her to vomit when Harry offered her a bottle.

Now, as she stared at the pregnancy test in her hand, it was understandable.  Ginny vowed never to drink them again!

Jan. 21st, 2013

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long story sort, i lost everything hen my computer died and it's taken me a while to catch up and get back intot he habit of writing and posting.  If you've read this elsewhere, i'm sorry for repeating myself, but i'm trying to cover all bases - i hope you understand.

My catch up of drabble can be found on my FanFiction account.  Just click the link!  My drabbles are clearly titled and i'm posting from ch63...

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2464189/VickyStarfish

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Aug. 24th, 2012

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Prompt: Dessert

Dessert

Words: 100

AN: school holidays + daytime TV (Supernanny US!) = this weeks drabble :D

“If you won’t eat those vegetables, you don’t get any dessert.”

Ginny was firm and she meant business.  Her voice was downright scary at times and her scowl was justlike her mother’s - scary.

Harry just wished she was chastising one of their children, who had already cleared their plates, broccoli included and were gazing at the treacle tart in the kitchen.

Harry sighed inaudibly as Ginny raised her eyebrows expectantly.  He was thirty years old for crying out loud - surely he should be able to choose his meals.

Oh well, he thought.  The treacle tart was worth it.

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Aug. 9th, 2012

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A Start on the Backlog!

I found these on my hard drive, so a bit of catch up... the next list  of missed prompts is longer, and they are likely to be posted singularly, hopefully sooner than these (Magical was the prompt back on 5th March!). Vic x

Magical

Words: 100

It was a small gesture, putting her hand over his, where it rested on the table, but it meant the world to Ginny.

It showed her never ending support for him, despite the chaos that always surrounded them, it showed the Wizarding Press that they were together, and the small squeeze she gave him showed him alone how much she truly loved him.

But it was that familiar electrical charge between them that meant the most to her.  Ginny had always felt it, always longed for it and hoped, beyond all else, that they’d never lose it: that magical spark.

Spring

Words: 100

The Easter holidays had come to an end and Ginny didn’t particularly want to leave Harry behind, yet again.

He accompanied her to King’s Cross Station, and they walked slowly through the crowds, Harry chivalrously pushing her trolley of belongings along the platforms until they reached the barrier.

Turning to face him, he couldn’t stay to wave goodbye to her she saw her own emotions reflected on Harry’s face.  She couldn’t hold herself back and she sprung into his arms, hugging him close and not wanting to let go.

“It’s not long until the summer hols now Gin.  You’ll see.”

Renew

Words: 100

Renewing the charms that locked the door, Ginny turned and smiled mischievously at her husband, still asleep in the bed.  Their delayed honeymoon had been well worth the wait and Ginny smiled to herself at the thought that she might have worn Harry out already.

Sliding the room service tray she had just collected onto the bedside table, Ginny charmed the pot of tea to stay warm and crept back under the duvet.

They had a long and lazy week planned and she couldn’t wait to get started.  She fell back to sleep with a contented smile on her face.

Flying Carpet

Words: 100

“James Sirius Potter, don’t even think about it!”

Ginny’s furious roar echoed through the house and entered Harry’s office with venom.  Finishing up his paperwork, Harry left his normally peaceful sanctuary with equal amounts of curiosity and irritation.

It wasn’t the disruption that angered him; he had known when he brought work home with him that he would undoubtedly be disturbed.  What maddened him most was that James never learned his lesson, which infuriated both of his parents exponentially.

Having turned the hearth rug into a flying carpet ‘accidentally’, James deserved whatever creative punishment Ginny could conjure up for him.

Pranks

Words: 100

Harry and Ginny were eating a late dinner with Al and Lily when the first letter came that fateful night.  James had been at Hogwarts for less than a day and McGonagall’s letters had only just begun.

That first prank was simple, but effective; according to McGonagall’s letter - the first of many - James had let a hundred crickets loose in the Great Hall during the feast.  He had barely been finished with his Sorting before he was causing McGonagall more grey hairs.

Even in that first letter Minerva had questioned his parents’ choice of namesakes for their son.

Taste

Words: 100

Harry hated being sick.  He didn’t like that he couldn’t breathe through his blocked nose, he was irritated by the sleepiness that overcame him and the constant aches and pains drove him mad.  All of these faded in comparison to his hatred of not being able to taste anything.

Even that had its upsides.  He may not be able to taste the amazing chicken broth that Molly always sent over, but he certainly didn’t miss the tastes of potions that Hermione forced on him.

Harry hated not tasting anything when he was ill simply because he couldn’t taste Ginny’s kisses.

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Parched

AN: it's been a while, but i'm back!

Prompt: Parched

Words: 100

Harry was alerted to his wife’s presence in his office when her abrupt laughter filled the small room.  She walked over to the chair opposite where he was working and sat on the very edge of her comfortable seat.

Without a word, she leaned across and re-arranged some of the papers he had spread across the surface of his desk; lifting some more folders, she reached underneath for something.

From the depths, she retrieved a small terracotta plant pot.  Still laughing, somewhat hysterically by now, she watched as his face recognised the gift: a parched, and now very dead, cactus.

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Mar. 19th, 2012

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Firewhiskey

Firewhiskey

Words: 100

Ginny stared.

She took a deep calming breath and sighed out her frustrations.  She could not believe that she was in this situation again so soon, but had to admit to herself that it was by no means bad news.  She would have to talk to Harry, but she knew that he too would see all of the positives and be happy.

All it had taken was a willing babysitter and a bottle of Firewhiskey and now, in approximately nine months time, there would be a third Potter baby and another Weasley grandchild.

Ginny could not help but smiling broadly.

Feb. 29th, 2012

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Prompt: Racing

Racing

Words: 100

In her later years, Ginny often pondered about that fateful day so long ago.  She had been anxious about her brothers leaving, but couldn’t wait to leave herself.  She had bounced out of the front door and had barely sat still all the way.

While her brothers had dawdled, in their own way, she had jumped her way along King’s Cross Station, an unknown excitement gripping her from within.

It was only with the wisdom of age that she came to the conclusion that she had been racing towards her destiny on that day: when Harry walked into their lives.

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Feb. 17th, 2012

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Prompt: Love Notes

Prompt: Love Notes

Words: 100

James sat at the kitchen table, a piece of parchment in front of him, a quill in his hand and his tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth.  He looked just like Harry and neither would ever confess to the deed.  Ginny highly doubted that they even realised as she lurked in the doorway, spying on her son.

“Mum?” Ginny squirmed, not having realised that James could see her.  “How do you spell ‘Valentine’?

“Valentine?  Are you writing a love note?”

“Humph,” he grumbled, under his breathe.  “Sort of.”  She ghosted his response and spelled it out, smiling.

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Prompt: Loyalty

Prompt: Loyalty

Words: 100 102 - typo spotted by Duke Brymin!

Harry had always known that loyalty meant different things to different people.

In the Chamber of Secrets, his loyalty to Dumbledore had saved his life, during the Horcrux hunt, his loyalty to his quest almost cost him his best friend and during the final battle, his loyalty towards the Wizarding world had enabled him to make the ultimate sacrifice.

This was better.  In front of numerous people, a few too many he didn’t even know, Ginny had just pledged his loyalty to him, as his wife, partner and soul mate.  He couldn’t wait his cue to make the same promises towards her.

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Prompt: Time

Prompt: Time

Words: 100

Harry watched as Ginny slept, jealous of her peace and wondering what the future held for them.

He thought about when, and how, he should propose; whether there should be an audience or whether she’d prefer something private.

He thought about what plans she would make for their wedding, and what input she’d want from him

He thought about their wedding night for a long while before distracting himself and instead thinking about what their children might look like.

There were lots of possibilities, but one absolute certainty stood out among them as sleep took Harry.  Only time would tell.

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