Title: Dance With Me
Author:
ceredwensirius
Written For:
grangerblack100
Word Count: 135
Rating: G
Challenge: Tango
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine.
Author's Notes: The prompts this year are not pulling creativity from me as easily as last year. Frustrating.
The familiar drama of the music pulls Hermione's attention away from the bride and groom to whom she had been speaking. Her husband threatened this but she never imagined he would make good.
"Oh, no," she says, to no one in particular. "He can't be ser-" She stops herself from making that common mistake. Her companions chuckle quietly, much amused by her distress.
Sirius' tall frame cuts an imposing figure as he crosses to her with set determination. There is a glint of humor in his eye and a rose in his teeth. When he reaches her, she is shaking her head and stepping backwards, away from his advance; her cheeks are blooming with color.
"I don't know how to Tango," she pleads hopelessly.
For a moment, the rose leaves his mouth.
"Yes," he says, with a wink. "But I do."
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Word Count: 135
Rating: G
Challenge: Tango
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine.
Author's Notes: The prompts this year are not pulling creativity from me as easily as last year. Frustrating.
The familiar drama of the music pulls Hermione's attention away from the bride and groom to whom she had been speaking. Her husband threatened this but she never imagined he would make good.
"Oh, no," she says, to no one in particular. "He can't be ser-" She stops herself from making that common mistake. Her companions chuckle quietly, much amused by her distress.
Sirius' tall frame cuts an imposing figure as he crosses to her with set determination. There is a glint of humor in his eye and a rose in his teeth. When he reaches her, she is shaking her head and stepping backwards, away from his advance; her cheeks are blooming with color.
"I don't know how to Tango," she pleads hopelessly.
For a moment, the rose leaves his mouth.
"Yes," he says, with a wink. "But I do."
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You... might be getting me into cross-gen. Dear sweet Merlin.
Also, sooo imagining Viggo!Sirius, with the gruffness and the full beard and, yeah, like that.
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no subject
Soo... when you say cross gen do you mean cross gen or my ship cuz lord I will be an excited little monkey if it is the latter. :)
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*waves this away*
We are a more the merrier ship, to be sure!
Welcome aboard!
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http://toujours-nigel.livejournal.com/54902.html
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I would never want to push anyone in a direction they didn't find comfortable, but truly... WELCOME! :D