Other People's Sandboxes

Title: What Dreams May Come (The BWV 140 Remix)
Fandom: Harry Potter/Fairy Tales
Characters: Snape, Hermione, Harry, Draco
Rating: T
Word Count: ~2000
Summary: Sleep is a luxury that you don't miss until it's gone.
Original Work: The Death of Each Day's Life by sophia_sol
Notes: The title is, of course, from Hamlet's famous speech in Act III, Scn. 1. The funky remix subtitle is better known as Bach's Wachet auf, or, Sleepers Wake.
The idea for this whole thing came from reading through sophia_sol's journal and seeing that a) she, like me, started this whole fandom thing in the SS/HG corner of Harry Potter fandom and b) she had some very interesting ideas about fairy tales in the Harry Potter universe.

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( What Dreams May Come (The BWV 140 Remix) )

Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry, Hermione, others mentioned
Written for infiniteviking 's 2009 fandom_stocking

Harry bit his lip to keep from laughing and fought valiantly to keep the corners of his mouth from twitching, but he was unable to keep his bright green eyes from dancing madly.

"Harry James Potter, stop that this instant and help us out of this mess!"

The reprimand would have been more effective if the speaker hadn't been bent into a position that a contortionist would have been proud of, and each limb hadn't been a different color. Not being tangled up with a large portion of the residents of Gryffindor tower might have also helped.

"But Hermione," Harry replied with feigned innocence, "you're the one who wanted to play twister. How was I to know that the wizarding version actually turned your hands and feet the colors of the dots?"

Hermione sighed as best she could from under Fred's armpit. "Just find the box and see if there are any instructions for how to undo the enchantment on the board, please?"

Title: Moving Pictures
Character(s): Ginny, Hermione
Word Count: 100
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“Whatcha got there?” Ginny asked.

“Just some old home movies that my parents made.” Hermione was seated on the floor of her parent’s living room, surrounded by boxes.

“What’re they?”

“Home movies?” Hermione asked in surprise. “Well, they’re sort of the Muggle equivalent of wizard pictures. Only they capture a whole length of time, not just one moment. Here, let me show you.”

Several hours later, Ginny’s sides hurt from laughing and Hermione’s face was burning.

“And I thought all the baby pics Mum has were embarrassing!” the red-headed girl crowed. “Just wait until I tell Ron!”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

Title: Stakeout
Word Count: 100.
Characters/Pairings: Harry, Hermione
Challenge: Blood, Sweat and Tears
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The sun rose blood red, promising another scorching day. They’d been stuck here for days, waiting in this baked wasteland.

Harry wondered what they were doing there. He was perpetually covered in sweat, a sticky film that captured all the blowing sand; Hermione seemed to have wilted in the heat. But their seer insisted this was where Lucius was going to show up. So they waited.

Finally, from the west, a slight breeze, the promise of relief. Then the clouds came and the rain began to fall. The weeping of the sky mixed with the salty tears on Harry’s face.

Title: Perspective
Recipient: Rilla in the Summer 2006 sshg_exchange
Author: velvetmouse
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Fairly Angsty; spoilers for HBP, written before DH
Genre/Category: Angst, almost Gen
Summary: Decisions made under stress are not always the most rational; second changes given by the universe are often disguised in the most unlikely of ways. Hermione has convinced herself to live with the former, and might just miss the latter.
Author’s Note: Each section is written from a different perspective.

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( Perspective )