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Title: Spoils of War
Author: ciraarana
Pairing(s): Harry/Ginny, Harry/Severus; also mentions Ron/Hermione and other canon pairings
Rating: R
Word count: ~ 11,000
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction set in the Harry Potter universe – all recognisable characters and settings are the property of J. K. Rowling and her associates. No copyright infringement is intended. No profit is made from this work.
Warnings 1: het, slash, violence, blood, sex, nastiness in the past, AU
Warning 2: Attention! This story is a carnivore! It has eaten five betas so far. Please, do not attempt to proof-read – you won’t make it past the second chapter and I’ll never hear from you again.
Summary: The war has changed Harry. His loved ones have to deal with that.
Author’s Note: In response to the_flic's pleading for more Snarry, I've decided to post this fic. It's not very good, I'm afraid. It was my first attempt at Snarry, written pre-DH. The essential idea behind the story - the idea that sparked this fic - isn't as well-explored and clear as I wanted it to be. I think. You might think otherwise.


Spoils of War

( WriSoMiFu Day 24 - Whatcha readin'? )

The dog catcher (long story involving an adorably dopey stray) entered the front door, walked along the short hallway leading straight to the back door and outside. He got the dog roped (easily) and then said, "So you're an artist, are ya?"

After boggling slightly, I said eruditely, "Whah?"

I couldn't understand how he'd picked that up -- I wasn't even wearing black clothes!* So I thought about what he'd seen in the hallway; a tall display shelf full of ceramics; a huge unframed canvas hanging on the wall and - if he'd peeked through the archway leading to the house proper - a framed print and a charcoal portrait hanging up in the rest of the hallway. Right. Okay. No photos to speak of. I suppose that's a bit peculiar; I do have photos around, but he didn't see them as they were out of his line of sight.

So I said, "What gave it away?" Apparently it was the huge canvas. He wanted to know if I did pottery too, but that's my mum's work. :-)

Observant guy, and very cute too. ;-)


(*This is a well known indicator to anyone who has been through art school or knows professional artists, lol!)

Title: Cracked
Author: alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing: Severus Snape/Kingsley/Shacklebolt
Summary: Dark and scary meets dark and lovely.
Word Count: 100
Genre: Humor
Warnings: None that I am aware of.
A/N: Written for prayer_at_night, who correctly guessed which snarry_ldws fic was mine. Her request: Snape/Kingsley, prompt: contrast
Beta: sevfan. Thanks to mordyn4 and the slashchat girls for their help.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.

( Cracked )

Happy Birthday today to

mimiheart!

Many happy returns! :)

Tonight's dinner was a triumph of improvisation, ergo I want to record it before I forget the details of what went into the pot.

* 1 lb ground chicken

* 3 smallish cloves of garlic, minced. (For once, I did NOT salt-grind them.)

* One poblano pepper, chopped.

* One small yellow onion, similarly chopped.

* A drizzle of sesame oil. I'd guestimate between a teaspoon and two.

* One 15 oz can of tomatoes. (I used Muir Glen's fire roasted with green chiles, but you should use whatever you fancy.)

* One wee can of sliced black olives, drained of its brine.

* A cup, more or less, of chicken broth (I eyeballed this. Sorry for the inexactitude.)

* One cup of long grain brown rice.

* Black pepper (five grinds,) cumin ( a very light dusting over the top,) and crystalized garlic (a generous dusting over the top,) to taste.

Prep is ridiculously easy. In a very deep frying pan, saute the chicken, garlic, onions and pepper in the sesame oil. Once the chicken is not very pink anymore, add the rice, and saute for as long as it takes you to get your cans open, and your broth measured out. (The extra saute induces the dry rice to take up the liquid easier, which, being brown rice, it really could use the help.)

Dump the tomatoes into a two cup pyrex glass measure, and then add chicken broth to the tippy top. Dump that in, then splash another third cup or so in for good measure. (Consider using that to rinse the dregs out of the tomato can. Cos it's yummy, that's why.) Stir in the olives (which will bring all the boys to the yard with their saltiness,) Bring it to a boil, then down to a simmer, and cover the pan for 25 minutes. I put the dry spices in about fifteen minutes before serving, but really they can go in just about any time.

Overall simmering time was around half an hour to 40 minutes, with three stirrings in, and the lid left off for the last ten minutes.

Try not to be appalled by how much like boxed mix the result will look. Fact is, it tastes worlds beyond better. And what's more? Gluten free.

If you're a lightweight, you can replace the poblano pepper (which ain't that spicy, really,) with something like a Romano, Anaheim, or Cubanelle pepper. If you do it with a bell pepper though, I will scorn you from afar, so it's best you don't tell me that detail. However, as usual, I want to hear the REST of how it comes out if/when you try this in your own kitchens.

Om Nom, my darlings!

No, really. The bum says so!



(Thanks and a million more thanks to debitha for posting this. I lolled so hard I might have sporfled a little. Srsly.)

Title: TMI
Author: alisanne
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for snarry100's prompt #189: Wizard Space
Warning(s): A sad lack of Severus.
A/N: Severus makes his presence felt even when he's not present.
Beta: sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.

TMI

Title: TMI
Author: alisanne
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for snarry100's prompt #189: Wizard Space
Warning(s): A sad lack of Severus.
A/N: Severus makes his presence felt even when he's not present.
Beta: sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.

( TMI )

Weekly Wrap Up will be fast today as Monday is being a Monday. *growls*
( Ali's list of fics: November 16th to November 22nd )
And RL is conspiring to make my WsIP impossible to finish. *sigh*
( Ali’s list of WsIP )
Coming up:
Yes, I am running adventdrabbles again this year. I shall be dusting off the com after Thanksgiving. I'll be offering prompts as an option again and I'll prolly be putting up a post to ask for ideas soon, so keep your eyes peeled.

Up next? Snarry. *g*

I am SO crushing on Enter the Haggis's newest disc, Gutter Anthems! We listened to it pretty much nonstop on the drive back from Boston, and sure enough, it's back in the player again this morning, with no sign of galling yet.

It was a strange venue -- all baby boomer, arts council sort of crowd, butts planted firmly in seats, and no room to get up and dance. NOT the kind of environment which comes naturally to EtH, or the HaggisHeads (the latter of which were moshing and jigging about in the corners anyhow, by the end of the show.) I bruised the everlovin out of my hand with all the clapping though, and that is a surefire sign of a great show. Brian, the great woobie, clearly has someone in his life who's Taking Care Of Him now -- he's put some flesh on his face and frame, and no longer looks starveling thin. Myself, I find it cute, but I know there are some who'll be having the "he got all fat!" reaction. I say fuck em and feed em fish heads; he looks HAPPY! And of course he's still musically brilliant, as well, going from fiddle to vocals to keyboards to rhythm guitar to percussion with misleading ease. Oh, I am quite content to fangirl him from afar, though it would be quite the fun thing to seissun with him just the once. I've no intention of working that closely with another genius again though. I've done my time in that salt mine, thanks!

So the concert was great, the company was great, both our overnight hosts, and our lunch date as well. It was great to see Spider doing so well, and to get to meet, and highly approve of Boy. The ride home was pretty as always, and filled with New Music, and once we got home, the Faithful were so happy to see us they decided to forego the Rite of Shunning altogether. So they were underfoot and Helpful while we made ourselves a supper out of brussels sprouts, shallotts, quinoa, and ham. And then we had DVR'd episodes of NCIS and Criminal Minds to get caught up on, and the cherry-on-top of an early bedtime, and our own bed to have it in.

Perfect Weekend. Yesh.

I even got some work done on Tempus Fugitive on the drive out there, so that's good.

And now Godric is holding down the arm of my chair, and conspicuously leaning on my elbow, since I won't let him sleep in my lap. Should I move my arm out from under him, he'd fall against my ribs without noticing, however should I use my elbow to nudge his arse back up onto the chair arm, he'd get offended and bail. Just like that. *sneerk* Kitties are so funny!

And best of all? Dominus is taking the week home from work. So I have companionship which is conversant in English! Woo Hoo!

( WriSoMiFu Day 23 - Seeking answers to important questions )

Title: Propositioned
Author: alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing: Severus Snape/Lucius Malfoy
Summary: Lucius makes a good point.
Word Count: 100
Warnings: None that I am aware of.
A/N: Written for magialuna, who correctly guessed my snarry_ldws fic. Magia requested Snucius, prompt: distraction
Beta: sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.

( Propositioned )

Title: At Spell's End
Author: Leela (leela_cat)
Pairing: Snape/Harry
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~9,500
Summary: After killing Voldemort, Harry discovers that Dumbledore kept one last secret. And this one requires him to make a decision that affects everything.
Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine. I'm not making any money from them or this story.
Highlight for Warnings: *EWE, considerations of gender and identity*
Beta(s): eeyore9990, the_minx_17, batdina
A/N: This isn't a story that I ever considered writing, until I was called on to answer iulia_linnea's ad for fall_fantasia. I tell it with much love and respect for those, both friends and strangers, who deal with these issues every day.


Click to read At Spell's End on my IJ

bulletpoints!

- Although I managed surprisingly well on cards last year, there's no way I'm going to manage this year. I'm slightly bummed about this, but I think I'll just resolve to send more random letters throughout the year as that's way more fun to receive.

- I made adorable cupcakes at work again. I wish I had an excuse to make them at home, or a whole lot more people to foist them off on.

- The last two episodes of Fringe made me all excited and giddy, even with a brief Not Sure If Want moment in there. I need to get over my tendency to want to fit things neatly in canon and just write the smushy porn that I want to write.

- There is absolutely no way to reply to an anon thread with you as the subject without a) being a dick, b) encouraging the drama, and c) being a dick. I replied anyway.

- There is absolutely no way to blog/tweet/mention replying to an anon thread with you as the subject without encouraging the drama and being a bit of a dick, but it made me laugh. Oh, people.

- I had this big complicated adventure dream with JDM in it last night. It was awesome. Then I had to get up and go to work, which was less awesome, even though our new brunch cook made me Huevos for breakfast.

- Speaking of our new cook, she's been teaching J how to make stuff. Including this awesome grilled tomato salsa which is downstairs right now, calling to me. She's the best.

- I severely need a nap, but if I sleep now I'll wake up at the time which I should be going to bed. Conflict.

Title: Dangerous
Author: alisanne
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Bill Weasley, Kingsley Shacklebolt/Charlie Weasley, Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Word Count: 400
Rating: R
Warnings: Everyone is GAY! *g*
Beta: sevfan
A/N: Written for angela_snape, who successfully guessed which story was mine in the last week of the snarry_ldws competition. Her request: Neville/Bill, Kingsley/Charlie, Severus/Harry, with the prompt: applause.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.

( Dangerous )

Check out this AWESOME geeky, romantic, Revolutionary Girl Utena-themed lesbian wedding!

Their cake was featured on Sunday Sweets this week on cakewrecks. ♥

Title: Owned
Rating: Adult
Summary: The Malfoys have always been owned by the Potters. HP/DM. Deathly Hallows compliant although the epilogue is ignored.
Warnings: Slavery, dominance/submission, slash, angst, romance. Since this story spins off of canon, Harry's in a relationship with Ginny when we begin.
Disclaimer: Based on JK Rowling's Harry Potter works, the full canon except the DH epilogue. No infringement intended and not for profit.
Feedback: Yes, please.


---- This story is based on a prompt provided by lothy.
---- Latin incantation and translation provided by fabula_rasa.
---- Owned banner art by quill_lumos.
---- Thanks to triomakesmehot, quill_lumos, hogwartshoney and clauclauclaudia for the feedback and valuable comments.

( Continue Reading )

Title: Boggart
Author: alisanne
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Surprise!
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Warnings: Silliness, AU
Beta: sevfan
Challenge: Written for neville100's prompt #96: Boggart
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
A/N: First time with this pairing, be gentle. ;)

( Boggart )

Love the new behind-the-scenes HBP pics!

Naturally, ( it's caption time )