you're nobody until somebody loves you (241-250/∞)
100-word drabbles for a range of ships. *Requests always welcome! Repeats allowed~*
Chapters 241-250: [FFN] [AO3] | ← → | start from the beginning
Pairings/Characters: Michael Corner/Terry Boot, Fay Dunbar/Sally-Anne Perks, Marietta Edgecombe/Roger Davies, Fred Weasley II/Lee Jordan, Lavender Brown/Rose Weasley, Stan Shunpike/Scabior, Rowena Ravenclaw/Salazar Slytherin, Dean Thomas/Albus Severus Potter, Severus Snape/Lily Evans, & Hugo Weasley/Viktor Krum
Rating: K
Words: 1,000 collectively
Additional info: romance, slash, femslash, cross gen, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, AU fic, pre-Marauder era, Marauder era, Harry's era, Next Gen era, 3rd person POV
Summary: Song by Sammy Davis, Jr., 100-word drabbles by mew. So is unrequited love always unrequited? | Various pairings, eras, etc. Includes het, slash, femslash, cross-gen, next-gen, but nothing too bad. Read it all or only what you like!
241: MichaelTerry
Post-war, it's only friends and family, nothing more. Good triumphed over evil—love won—but much was lost. It hurts to think of anything beyond friends and family.
So when eighth year comes around, Michael, Terry, and Padma stick together, the remaining eagles bound by renewed bonds. Once school's behind them, they begin adult life together. When five, ten years pass, the gents see less of Padma; they think little of it, since they've got each other.
When a kiss happens, they deny it. Friends're supposed to stay friends, because it's a betrayal to the fallen once feelings develop, right?
242: FaySally-Anne
Fay couldn't care about Harry and Ron's latest exploits around the castle, without witchly insight. That was Hermione's thing to bemoan.
She also couldn't find it in her to let Divination nor Professor Firenze spark her interest. No, Parvati and Lavender had that covered.
Fay even had trouble with Gobstones holding her fancy these days—which was trouble itself, given she aimed to captain the club soon.
Sally-Anne grinned at her while they studied in the common room, breaking into Fay's train of thought. Her dimples were distracting as she asked, "All right, Fay?"
"Mngh," Fay replied before turning scarlet.
243: MariettaRoger
"Sorry, Mari, another time," Cho told her whenever she went to make plans with her best friend. Even the days when Marietta showed up at Tutshill's practice field to surprise her, Cho's obsession with Quidditch that hadn't interfered with their friendship during Hogwarts now butted in during their adult lives!
"As always, I'm free," Roger piped up before Marietta exited the pitch. Sometimes he dogged her heels.
"Sorry, Davies," Marietta grumbled. "But, given how my best mate acts, the last person I'd want to date is her equally Quidditch-preoccupied teammate."
"I assure you: I can have two preoccupations at once!"
244: FreddieLee
He feels so blessed.
Freddie waltzes around the Hogsmeade location of his family's store while cleaning, towards closing, feeling blessed. He comes from a family of heroes, a family that survived unscathed in the war, a family that's whole.
He has his twin, of course, but his thoughts linger on his father and uncle. They have life and, more importantly, love. With his parents a pair and Uncle Fred successfully wooing Aunt Verity…
Someone chuckles behind him. Oops, he's been seen waltzing.
But Freddie doesn't mind, because Lee was left to be discovered by him. In more ways than one.
245: LavenderRose
Lavender chuckled with every snip-snip out here in the garden. Those eyes hadn't move from her hands in over ten minutes. "Rose, I thought you wanted to help me prune things today, luv?"
"Oh!" Rose snapped out of her daze. "Ah, um. Yes. Yes! I do. I do," she insisted, and she clipped a daisy to add to Lavender's growing bouquet.
"I thought it'd help, if I took care of the roses… Pruning them, plucking them…" Lavender smirked when she glimpsed the flush creeping up her girlfriend's nape. "I enjoy tending to roses, you know."
"I know," Rose mumbled, red.
246: StanScabior
He'd joined by accident. Stan was always all talk—anyone who knew him, really knew him—knew that Stan wasn't actually into Dark things or Dark people. They were fascinating, for sure, but terrifying.
He wondered while he wandered amongst the Death Eaters, if he were alone in his position. Not everyone partook in the same dastardly deeds. Such as Scabior. No, Scabior appeared to have his own code to follow. It was somehow admirable. Almost…alluring.
So Stan joined by accident, but he stayed on purpose. And, if they survived this war, Stan desperately hoped they'd survive it together.
247: RowenaSalazar
She'd seen Salazar's mind stray to faraway places whenever Godric spoke of grandiose plans for the school's future. Each of them came from different backgrounds, but every year proved the times were changing around them, and magic was changing. They needed to keep up, even if it went against long-held beliefs.
That was why Rowena worried about the darkness she sometimes saw in his eyes. Salazar refused to budge on the purebloods-only issue.
…but…
…but then his outlook would brighten when his eyes landed on her, and she felt she could breathe again.
She'd love him now and worry later.
248: DeanAl
Al was delightfully timid, bashful, really, and Dean had long since found it to be a bit of a game. It didn't matter that Al had been an Auror for a few years now; there was still some part of him that crept into Seamus' store, politely requesting help selecting Quidditch gifts for his family, ever surprised to find Dean behind the counter.
But Dean interacted with him, all smiles and long looks, well past exchanged Sickles, because eventually Al's Slytherin side would peek out.
And that side took charge and flirted back. Dean was happily the bashful one, then.
249: SeverusLily
She was on his mind constantly; Severus wondered why.
He and Lily had seen each other plenty over the summer, so he supposed that had something to do with it. But fourth year had just begun, and her visage kept floating to the forefront of his mind, even when he hadn't thought of her. It was borderline troublesome.
His textbooks helped none; if anything, they concerned him. They claimed things were wrong with him—he could be bespelled or sick or—
But how could that be true when he felt nothing but warmth when Lily turned that smile on him?
250: HugoViktor
Hugo had put school and work first this whole time. So he knew he'd be the last to fall in love in the family, should it happen.
But that didn't mean he wanted a great love, like his parents'. Or one for the history books, like his aunts' and uncles'.
No, he just needed the right, handsome stranger to cross his path. Someone fantastic and fun and all for himself.
Then Hugo came home to find Viktor visiting old friends, and Viktor smiled at him.
Hugo wondered if Fate was laughing at or rewarding him for all his hard work.
Remarks for—
Ch241: Ngl, I'm v solidly StephenTerry post-war (read "the broken ones"), but there was such nice closeness in "A Fuller Nest" that I couldn't help writing this one, rly.
Ch245: XD Pushing my rating, but worth it! Lavrose light flirting with some vulgar overtones. (Literally, straight from my notes, *lol*.)
Ch246: Me giving myself the Stanior feels after "Less Than Dirt."
Ch248: Not flirting with my rating as much as Lavrose did, but still. Another piece that reminds me how hard I ship smthg and rly gotta write more of them, UNF.
Ch250: Echoes my Vikugh, "Some Die Young," a bit, but honestly this is just me yearning to write them more, *lol*. That last line, tho.
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