8 Works by fallingflurry
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Laura and Ryan have been haunted by what they did last year ever since they left Hackett's Quarry, but when it becomes clear that they are actually being literally haunted by the Hacketts, they make a plan to go up to Hackett's Quarry again. Just go up for the weekend, just to see if there are any spirits that can easily be banished, any bones they can bury in consecrated soil.
But when they show up and Travis Hackett is just alone in an empty house that may or may not be haunted, it looks like it might not be that easy and it looks like they might need to stay longer than just the weekend.
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Travis opens the door as quietly as he can and stares at her lying on the cot, her back to him. He can’t remember the last time he had someone in here. Even before the fire, more than six years ago. He had to move boxes of crap out of there to make place for her. And the boyfriend. Max.
Laura. He says her name in his head and then breathlessly forms his lips around it.
She’s a veterinarian. No, she’s a college student. No, she’s a camp counselor.
When he leaves to clean the blood and dust of his face, he has already forgotten what the boyfriend is except for bitten.
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When no one at the NA meetings wants to buy his leftover meth, Jesse finds that gay bars are a big, untapped market to exploit (he's absolutely not interested in dudes, absolutely not, no way, that's not at all why he's there). It throws a wrench in his plans when Saul Goodman shows up and he has to pretend to be at a gay bar to be gay and not to sell drugs.
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Neville is rarely surprised by the things he encounters in his job anymore, but when he walks into his office after his weekly afternoon meeting with Fortescue and sees Severus Snape waiting for him, the word that best describes his reaction is surprise. Surprise and the long-ago familiar sense of trouble in the air that always made the hairs at the back of his neck stand up, and does so now as well.
He tells him that someone is killing werewolves, and he needs his help to catch them.
“I don’t want to go to the Aurors,” Snape says, and then, frustrated, he pulls a piece of paper out of his vest pocket with two thin fingers, holds it out for Neville to take. He does take it, and he knows he’s going to help as soon as he looks at it. It’s a photograph of a child, a woman and a man sitting down behind it while it’s playing, smiling up at the photographer. All of them are on a bright red fluffy rug, wooden floors beneath it. “The woman is Helen Greenwich. She was murdered two weeks ago in Manchester. They found the upper half of her in the woods behind her house.”
Neville meets his gaze, the two of them tired and determined. “Fine. I’ll help.”
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He doesn’t think the anger is something he carried with him from Vietnam. He doesn’t think it was burned into him by that fire, by that bullet. It is just something that a man like him in a place like this accumulates. (The mud and the water and New Bordeaux on top of it, teetering into some familiar open mouth.)
What he’s saying is that his response to this is not unreasonable, he is not unreasonable. Burning Marcano and everything his hands have touched to the ground is what anyone would do, although maybe not everyone would be this good at it. He can’t help it that he’s so good at it.
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Years after the battle of Hogwarts, Severus is just trying to put the past behind him and get along with his peers, including recently hired Neville Longbottom.
Fully just a sappy romance novel about forgiveness, change and how to get past being a fascist and find love maybe.
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let's pretend this song won't end by fallingflurry
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
19 Apr 2018
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Neville finds life after the war to be stressful and anxiety inducing, especially when an attack makes him have to go into hiding. Especially when the only hiding place acceptable is a cottage in the middle of nowhere, presently occupied by a war torn Severus Snape.
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“Do you feel strong hitting me?” Neville spits out. He doesn’t think he’s ever been this angry before, but there’s something else too. He wants to feel it again, the pain, wants to control it like he did last time. This isn’t like Amycus Carrow driving his wand into his shoulder blades while whispering about his parents, this isn’t sitting scared in a school bench while his sister rants about muggles with a crazy glint in her eye. A choice. He’s in control here, he can take it. “Do it again you fucking coward.”