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Title: who's that knocking on the window
Requester: [livejournal.com profile] libekory
Series: DGM/Harry Potter
Requested Topic: DGM in a Harry Potter AU. ♥
Due to: http://incandescens.livejournal.com/1201511.html

There were older fears than You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters abroad in the land after the war. Older darknesses walked the streets of wizarding Britain, looking for people who didn’t know the stories and who wouldn’t be afraid. Grandmothers warned the children:

If you see a strange man at the door, always ask him to remove his hat so that you can be sure he has no horns.
If the strange man asks you about someone who died recently, look at his forehead for a ring of crosses.
And if the strange man offers to bring them back to you…

Tell him no.
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Um, quite a few behind the cut, I'm afraid. It's... been a while. And I'm not even trying to organise the drabbles that have accumulated (and yes, I still owe some from a few weeks ago. I blush for shame.) As for Winter War stuff, that's all under the index post.

List of fanfics )

Do please let me know if there are any problems. Or if you like them. :)
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Title: necessity
Requester: [livejournal.com profile] sophiap
Series: D.Gray-Man / Sapphire and Steel
Requested Topic: Clocks and lies
Due to http://incandescens.livejournal.com/788099.html


Miranda hasn't told anyone about the woman who came to her last night. She said that she'd been sleeping badly.

Which wasn't actually a lie.

The woman was blonde and sophisticated, and she kept on telling Miranda that Miranda mustn't, absolutely mustn't use her Innocence any more. She said that it was damaging the fabric of time and space.

Miranda apologised, but with all her courage, she told the woman that she didn't have any choice.

Nor do I, the woman said sadly, and next time I come, my friend Steel will come too, and I am so very sorry.
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Title: banana
Requester: [livejournal.com profile] joasakura
Series: D.Gray-Man / Doctor Who (Nine or Ten)
Requested Topic: Midnight train to the south of France, bananas
Due to http://incandescens.livejournal.com/788099.html

“That is your Innocence?” Tyki Mikk asked the stranger, dangling Allen over the edge of the train. They were all standing on the train roof. It hadn’t been Allen’s idea to get a view of the French landscape from this position. Tyki had ‘insisted’.

The stranger was pointing a banana at Tyki.

Perhaps it was a very well-disguised Innocence.

Allen counted the stars as they went by over his head and the train zoomed on, in a half-suffocated low-on-oxygen way. He didn’t recognise the stranger, but then he didn’t know that many other Exorcists.

“Sure,” the stranger said. He levelled the banana at Tyki. “High on potassium.”

Tyki began to laugh.

“And,” the stranger added, “that’s a tunnel right behind you.”

Tyki went immaterial on the spot, not even bothering to look behind him. Allen fell.

A blonde girl grabbed his wrist mid-fall and hauled him through the window. “You all right?” she asked.

A hideous shriek bubbled from the train roof above, fading away. A moment later, the Doctor swung through the window to join them.

“And that,” he said, “is what happens when you stick some potassium into an immaterial virtual Noah. I like bananas. Good for you.”

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(Okay, so I had to make this 200 words. Mea culpa.)
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Title: little clues
Requester: [livejournal.com profile] firehawk05
Series: D.Gray-Man
Requested Topic: D.Gray-Man (any character), Prompt: Poker-face.
Due to http://incandescens.livejournal.com/724310.html

"You're doing excellently," Allen said encouragingly.

"Do you really think so?" Krory said.

"Absolutely," Allen said. "You aren't giving us any clues about which cards you're holding -- except, um, in one little case, which brings us to this one little problem."

Krory's lower lip trembled. "What little problem?"

"Well." Allen scratched the back of his head. "It has to be said that when you look at your cards and scream, 'Eliade! My lost Eliade! How I yearn for you!' then it is, um, a bit of a giveaway to the rest of us that you're holding at least one queen."

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