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reynardo prompted me with Hermione, Fred, Professor Binns: escalier, ping-pong, ruddy. .

A Mourning Dream (PG; Fred, Hermione, Professor Binns; 100 words): Dreams and violence—often neither make any sense.

"Hey, Granger!" Fred called. "How about you meet me on the escalier for a bit of ping-pong? I'll bring the balls!"

"Which staircase?" Hermione asked, wondering why Fred would ask her such a silly thing—and why everyone around them was laughing.

She heard Binns' voice, as if from far away, say, "He isn't speaking of game balls."

"Oh, I don't know," Fred said, directly behind her, "I can put any sort of balls into play."

She felt hands cup her breasts and awoke at once, blinking back tears.

"Oh, Fred," she whispered, "I'm sorry things got so serious for you."


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Mar. 28th, 2012 12:00 am (UTC)


*grabs hanky*

Oh that is so very sweet, for all that Fred is being Fred... Thank you!

(I take it you've locked the original post because it got too full?)
Mar. 28th, 2012 12:03 am (UTC)
(I have all the prompts I need, so I locked the collection post.)

*passes you dry hanky*

You're welcome. I hadn't planned on going all angsty given your prompts, so I'm glad you appreciate the drabble. :)
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