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The Sea of Stars

Water-stained pages, pebbles and traces of stardust


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So... this was doing the rounds a while back, but I didn't have the time to join in, even though I wanted to. And then I thought this would be a nice way to give my friends Christmas presents, because you get to choose your present.

The format:

* Choose a letter of the alphabet

* Choose a word which begins with that letter

* Choose your fandom and the characters you want me to write about

* Sit back and wait for the result.

Fandoms: Sailor Moon (including "Exiles" stories); Fruits Basket; Harry Potter (I will attempt anything for you here, in the spirit of Christmas, so bring on your alternative pairings); Chronicles of Narnia; Doctor Who; Heroes; I'll even attempt Veronica Mars & House M.D., if you want, but I warn you, it might not be good.

List
A - phoenixfyre13: 'Almost', Ron/Hermione or Molly/Arthur
B
C - gijane7702: 'Christmas', Remus/Tonks
D - dark_branwen: 'Drunk', Remus/Sirius
E - dark_branwen: 'Electric', Veronica/Lilly
F - ayadec: 'Feeling', Angela Petrelli
G - dark_branwen: 'Grasping', Minako/Takehiko
H - discord_harmony 'Hope', Harry/Ginny
J - dejana: 'Jealousy', Susan Pevensie
K
L - vifetoile: 'Legacy', Chibi Moon/Sailor Quartet
M - fireflypenance: 'Missing', Rowena Ravenclaw/Salazar Slytherin
N - heavenly_pearl: 'Nightmare', Helios/Chibi-Usa
O
P - flourhurricane: 'Pop Quiz', Ken/Mamoru
Q - dejana: 'Quiet', Harry/Cedric
R - demandingvoice: 'Romance', Ami/Mamoru
S - heavenly_pearl: 'Secret', Percy/Penelope
T
U - heavenly_pearl: 'United', Shigure/Ayame/Hatori
V
W - barbara_the_w: 'Wonder', Remus/Tonks
X - shield_wolf: 'Xenophobia', Remus/Tonks
Y
Z - flourhurricane: 'Zero', Doctor/Martha


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She'd thought that was the end of the matter. She should have known: Salazar never let things go, he never gave in, he just retreated and bided his time, waiting for the moment when they were weakest. Then he struck like a snake, swift and venomous, accusing them of being traitors to their own kind, prophesying that Muggleborns would be the ruin of all wizards and witches... She hadn't recognised the man she loved in this fanatic with the hoarse voice and staring eyes. Where had he gone?

Rowena shivered and rubbed her arms. She'd been blind: the man she loved had left her a long time ago, it was only now that she'd noticed it. And she missed him, missed him with a deep, hopeless ache that could never be satisfied. She could never go to him and he would never come back.

"Mummy?"

She turned, quickly wiping the tears from her cheeks. Helena was hanging from the door latch, her eyes wide and curious. "Why haven't you lit the fire, Mummy? It's cold in here."

Rowena smiled and crossed to the doorway. "I'm sorry, Ellie," she said, hugging her daughter. "Mummy was so busy writing her letter, she forgot to light the fire."

"Who are you writing to?" Helena asked, squirming away from the embrace. "Uncle Salazar? Is Uncle Salazar coming back?"

The hope in her voice made Rowena's eyes smart. She turned away. "No. Uncle Salazar isn't coming back," she said quietly, picking up the letter and crumpling it in her hand. "Come and help me light the fire."

Helena hurried to her side and they both stood in front of the fireplace. Rowena pointed her wand and Helena pressed her hands together, frowning in concentration. The wood sparked and then began to crackle as flames licked along the logs. Helena clapped her hands, still enchanted by the spectacle.

"Toast, Mummy, toast!" she cried, turning to the table, where a loaf of bread stood ready to be sliced.

"Yes, toast," Rowena agreed, and threw the letter onto the fire. It flared and began to burn quickly. By the time Helena had returned with the loaf of bread, it was gone. Mother and daughter sat down and Rowena began to slice the bread. Helena thrust the poker through each slice, giggling and asking for cheese and honey and jam. Rowena told her that two toppings was enough and watched as Helena carefully put the poker into the fire to toast the first two slices. She stroked her daughter's dark hair, grateful that she'd only known Salazar as an 'uncle'. She would never tell Helena her father's name, she decided. It would only bring her pain. It was better for her to think that he was dead... for he was certainly never going to be a part of their lives again. But at least she had Helena. Helena would never leave her alone.


(I'm not sure if Helena was Salazar's child or not, but you have to wonder where she got all that bitterness and jealousy from... it's a possibility, at least!)

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