unnatural little beast

anything's possible if you've got enough nerve Fabian R. Prewett • Gryffindor • Department of Magical Games and Sports • Order of the Phoenix (function(i,s,o,g,r,a,m){i['GoogleAnalyticsObject']=r;i[r]=i[r]||function(){ (i[r].q=i[r].q||[]).push(arguments)},i[r].l=1*new Date();a=s.createElement(o), m=s.getElementsByTagName(o)[0];a.async=1;a.src=g;m.parentNode.insertBefore(a,m) })(window,document,'script','//www.google-analytics.com/analytics.js','ga'); ga('create', 'UA-42918441-1', 'tumblr.com'); ga('require', 'displayfeatures'); ga('send', 'pageview');

[coloursofaugust]

work ethic | crime drama au

“What do you mean I can’t refer to you as ‘The Prew’ while we’re working?”           They both know he had done it on purpose.            But the look on the younger officers’ faces            had been absolutely hysterical.

[theflyingfox]

          Fabian Prewett was not a stupid man, no matter what his lovely, too-clever-for-her-own-good daughter had to say about the matter. He knew what Augustus had been trying to do.

          Hanging around someone you'd known for most of your life had its pros and cons. On the one hand, it was nice, especially in his field, to have people around him whom he knew with absolute certainty that he could trust. On the other, friends like that tended to dredge up embarrassing relics of the past in the most inappropriate situations.

          Git.

          Still, Fabian was genuinely more amused than anything else, and when he spoke, there was fondness in his voice. “Somehow, and I may be wrong about this so feel free to chime in, I don't think it's entirely appropriate for you to address the chief of police by the nickname he used with his pub buddies and drunken conquests, August.”

[theflyingfox]

who's your daddy || augustus & fabian & gus

          Azkaban had changed him, but even after almost two decades apart Fabian still recognised the ghost of Augustus Rookwood lurking behind the dead, devastated eyes. 

          To think that he had once called him a friend.

         “Gus,” Fabian said, voice low but intense. “Go back to your mother. Look after the others. I'll take this one alone.”

          He had slipped into the ‘stern father’ tone he so often employed with Phoebe, but rarely had to employ with his eldest son. Unfortunately, it also was even less effective with Gus than it was with his sister. The boy was stubborn – he got that from his mother – and if he realised who the approaching man was, there would be no sending him away.

          He could only hope that, for once in his damn life, Gus listened to his father's orders. 

[theflyingfox]

in poor taste || fabian & lily

[licnbcrn]

"Sounds sort of brutish to me, but, to each his own. I’m sure you fit in perfectly, really. Peas in a pod and all that."

"Besides, being brutish isn’t necessarily a bad thing; you’re fit enough that it’s easy to overlook."

[theflyingfox]

          “As far as brutish goes, Miss Evans, you're one to talk. I seem to remember a certain redheaded lady – not naming any names here, of course – who managed some rather fancy spellwork during the raid last week. But really, thank you for saying I'm fit.”

[theflyingfox]

modesty || fabian & marlene

[tctally-blog]

Marlene nodded along, playing to his delusions of arrogant grandeur. Whoever said that the blonde wasn’t a warm-hearted soul, had clearly never seen her handling something as delicate as a man’s ego. "The greatest bloke to ever walk the Earth, I don’t doubt it ONE bit——— although, I’d say that the 'incredible beater' thing is a bit of a push, don't you ?? I’m clearly better.”

[theflyingfox]

          Fabian stared at her for a long moment.

          “Come now, McKinnon – you're talking nonsense. I'm sure you did your best –– there's only so much that could be expected, after all, given that you followed after one of the best damn beaters Gryffindor had ever seen –– but that doesn't mean you've got anything on the Prew. You're just so –– so –– ”

          He gestured about absently for a moment, and was about to say something extraordinarily sexist before he remembered himself and said, “Well, you haven't exactly got the killer's instinct, have you?”

[theflyingfox]

what're you looking at || evangalene & fabian

[beautemaudit-deactivated2016011]

                ❝ merci, that was kind of you.                    now—if only your dashing good                    looks and big s t r o n g arms                    could help me in transfiguration,                    i’d be set.❞ she said with a small laugh.

[theflyingfox]

          “Well, I'm afraid the arms probably aren't going to be much help to you there, but this head rolling around on my shoulders isn't too bad –– I'm sure I could teach you a thing or two.”

[theflyingfox]

banter || fabian & ted

[ursamxjor-deactivated20150127]

"Hey—! Shut it Fabian, you know you kittens can’t play that well in the rain."

[theflyingfox]

          “If by ‘kitten’, you actually mean ‘majestic Gryffindor lion’, and if by ‘can't’ you mean ‘absolutely can’, then I agree with you completely. If not, then I'm afraid we've something of a difference in opinions, haven't we?”

[theflyingfox]

in poor taste || fabian & lily

[licnbcrn]

                          “That’s a bit better. Seems like a brutish thing to do though; brawling              for a career. And, rumor has it that you ‘G and S’ blokes are pretty brutish.” 

[theflyingfox]

          “Yes, well. As I said, we didn't do that. Not that there's a huge difference between a brawl and a bludger attack, in terms of violence, but the point remains.”

          “We are not! I mean, okay. Sure. There was that time I hid a bludger in Lowell's desk, but the berk sodding deserved that.”

[ofcombustion-archive-deactivate]

i didn't do it || benjy & fabian

[ofcombustion-archive-deactivate]

         “I don’t know what              you’re talking about.”

[theflyingfox]

          “You're a rotten liar, Fenwick – I can see right through you. Come on, now – you don't have to lie to old Fabian. You know I won't hand you in, just tell me exactly what you've done.”

[amonochromeaugust]

lullaby

[amonochromeaugust]

Gus looked like he doubted his Uncle’s involvement in the mischief. He was convinced, by stories and experience, that his father was the brains of the operations that did not involve coursework.

“I think my teachers will be surprised when I go to school. Mum says I am nearly as well behaved as Elena and Auntie Weasley never scolds me during the holiday. And Mr. Moody says I am loquacious which I am pretty sure means smart. Teachers like smart.” Again he takes on his all-knowing tone. Quite in contrast to his childish batting at Fabian’s hair.

[theflyingfox]

          Fabian positively beamed at this son. “I think they will be. I can't wait for my old professors to see just how well you've turned out. That'll show them – I may not have been able to stay out of detention for more than a week at a time, but I can sure as hell raise a perfect child. Of course, your mother'll get all the credit for how well you've turned out, but such is life.”

          “That would be a lot more impressive if Elena weren't just a wee tot herself, bud. You're the older brother – you're meant to know better than her.” Not wanting Gus to think he was chiding him, he reached out to ruffle his hair again. “But that's quite all right – your mother and I think you're perfect just the way you are. And Alastor's right – you're a loquacious thing already.” He paused, then added, “That means you talk a lot, and you do it well. You get that from both of us, you know – your mum and I've both got a bit of a gab, haven't we?”

[theflyingfox]

Hokay, I made it through seven drafts – I've got five in the queue, and they should go up in the next few hours. I'm working through my drafts. For a comprehensive list of what I owe between my nine accounts, please check out here.

I'll be floating around between my accounts for the next week or so – I'm trying to get my drafts down before taking on any new threads. Thank you to everyone who's stuck with me even though I'm a slow potato.

[coloursofaugust]

peace crimes

[coloursofaugust]

 Fabian had a bad habit of interrupting Augustus when he was brooding. August was thankful for it. Fabian being nosy and persuasive was probably what saved him from joining the wrong side.

 “They don’t trust me. They certainly behave when   Dumbledore is around but the rest of the time—-                    It bothers me. I wouldn’t hold anything                    they did as kids against them, why are                    they so cold to me?” Of course, he knew why. It was because he did something wrong. Morally wrong. Nevermind that he did not understand that when he was a kid. They didn’t know what it was like. Most of them had decent parents who taught them right from wrong.

[theflyingfox]

           At first, Fabian did not respond. How could he? Everything August was saying was absolutely true, after all, but it wasn't as though he could confirm that to him. The others didn't trust him, and his childhood misadventures were almost certainly the main reason why they didn't. Hell, had Fabian learned about the sorts of things August had done before they had the chance to get to know each other, he would have stayed well clear of him. But he did know Augustus, knew and loved him for the man he had become. It didn't matter how confused and misguided he had been in his youth – what mattered now was that he was a good man, a good man upon whom Fabian knew he could rely.

           For a moment, he filled the silence with smoke, taking a series of puffs in quick succession and exhaling slowly. Eventually, he found his tongue.

           “To hell with the lot of them,” he said, flicking the butt of his cigarette with his thumb and watching as the ash tumbled to the floor. “Dumbledore trusts you, doesn't he? That's good enough for me, that should be good enough for them. And anyway, if they get too annoying, you know Gids and I'll rough them up for you.”

[theflyingfox]

truth || fabian & sirius

[theblackfamilysheep]

"We’re probably the only exceptions to that rule though. I mean most of the  families on that list? My own family?  Bloody boring dinner guests.”

[theflyingfox]

           “I know it's rude to insult someone else's family –      you know, I can talk bad about my folks, but nobody      else can – but Merlin's saggy ballsack is your family      just about the dullest group of dullards I've ever had      the misfortune to share a roast pork with. I mean, say      what you will about me and Gideon, but at least we've      got a sense of humour.”

[theweaselette-deactivated201609]

two gallons of flour || fabian & ginny

theflyingfox

[theweaselette-deactivated201609]

"It’s time for the two  gallons of flour, Uncle  Fab!”

[theflyingfox]

               “Blimey, I nearly forgot the most important part.      What would I do without you here, Gin?”

               “All right, you take care of that part, I'll handle the      magic, and voilà! You've got yourself a flour bomb. Now,      which one of your brothers do you want to get all messy?      Think hard, because this little prank's going to get Uncle      Fab into rather a lot of trouble with your mum.”

[slytherrus-deactivated20170325]

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[amonochromeaugust]

chief

[amonochromeaugust]

Gus could hear the harshness vanish from the Chief’s voice. Gus stiffened at that and did not make a move to sit down. He did not want to be treated any differently than another officer. As much as he loved his father and sought after returned love and praise, Gus could not stand for it to be simply because they were family. craved something more.

“Is the chair for one of your officers, Sir, or is it for your son?”

[theflyingfox]

               Fabian sighed. So the boy was going to pull that again.       “The chair is for a certain young officer who made a stupid      mistake that must be fixed, who just so happens to be my      son. You're not getting special treatment, Gus –– if anything,      I'm likely to be harsher on you than I am with any other      officer.”

               That wasn't entirely true. While he likely would enact a      harsher sentence on one of his children than he would on any      other officer who had misstepped, if Gus was in real trouble,      Fabian would protect him. Even if it meant jeopardizing his      own job; Fabian was, first and foremost, a father, and his first      loyalty was to his children.

               “For the love of God, Augustus – sit down. You're making      me nervous with your hovering about. Let's get through this      with as little fuss as possible, all right? You can start by telling      me exactly what happened.”

[gammaxorionis]

bellatrix lestrange ––– 

              “it’s  not that you should  never                 love  something so much  that                 i t    c a n    c o n t r o l   y o u.” 

                                             “it’s  that  you  need  to  love                                               something   that    much   so                                               you can never be controlled.”

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[theflyingfox]

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