*dances* I wrote a drabble, exactly 100 words. As the baby falls asleep, I sit with her for at least 10 minutes before putting her down. This time is good for thinking of bits of dialogue and scenes to write. This evening I rushed out with this in my head and was able to get it down before it flew away.

And this time, I am not so afraid to post it. :)

HG/SS they are not mine but if I ever found Severus I'd keep him for my very own.

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He shocked her, as she turned to go, by pulling her back toward him so she was flush against him. He pinned her arm neatly behind her back.

“Witch, I don’t think you know who you are dealing with.”

“Oh, but I do,” she breathed with a hint of wonder in her voice, “Severus...”

His eyes widened slightly, surprised that she had seen through his glamours and all the care he’d taken to change his appearance the past ten years.

Not wanting the moment to end, she tipped her head up and kissed him, savoring the taste of his surprise.

Ack, I usually stick pretty solidly to HG/SS stories, maaaybe the occasional SS/OFC. But suddenly there is another fandom and ship I have become quite fond of: Sheldon/Penny from The Big Bang Theory. I love them. But when I read S/P fanfic I feel like I am cheating on Severus. LOL.

I like this fic - No Thanks to Waffles and Cast Iron by Fujidom. (I don't know how to do those cool LJ links that show the LJ thing.. I sort of fail at LJ sorry. )

And I've just been informed that there's a whole community of S/P shippers that I need to now scour. sheldon_penny. I need to figure out how LJ works, I feel dumb.

I need to go to bed. Babehbell actually slept through the night last night (5 hours, not like a full night's sleep or anything) but tonight could be totally different. In other good news, my husband is flying home on the red eye tonight so I'll have some help with my wild child of a baby for the weekend! YAY!

Ok.. I am about to chicken out and not post this. But I am going to. I wrote a something and I am going to post it. No one reads this anyways. Just post it. OK I am posting it. I did a free write today while Mia was napping and I wrote enough of something and it has a beginning and and ending unlike most things I ever think to write so here it is...


HG/SS Very short story.
They don't belong to me.
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He was staring right at her, from his seat at the front of the Great Hall. His dark eyes seeming to see right into her soul. While they usually held little warmth, she could feel them burning into her from across the large room. Her stomach did a funny little flip-flop and she stared back, entranced. Her Gryffindor bravery failed her and she did the first thing that came to mind, she fled.

She did not know where her feet took her, so overwhelmed was she with the feelings his gaze had brought about in her. She ran up stairs and down hallways she was not familiar with, finally finding herself in front of the entrance to the Library, unsure exactly how she had gotten there. It was not terribly surprising, she had spent so much time here both recently and as a student, cramming knowledge into her head. Leaning against the stone wall, she tried to still her breath that was coming in short gasps. What had that been about? There was only one emotion his burning look held and she could not deny it: desire. She had seen it in his eyes and her own traitorous thoughts of the past few weeks of working with him could no longer be denied. She desired Severus Snape. How absurd, she nervously chuckled.

She needed to collect her thoughts, she decided, so she entered the hallowed, silent halls of the library knowing it would ground her flying emotions. She walked to the back of the room, past shelves full of tomes she had lovingly poured over and found her favorite table at the back of the room close to the Restricted Section. Settling into a chair, she let her head fall back to stare at the ceiling. She had been sitting for just a few moments when she heard the door open and softly click closed. Her breath caught. Who was there? Was it Madame Pince rushing to shoo her from her cocoon of solitude? She heard no footsteps approaching but she knew she had heard someone open and close the door. Rooted to the spot, she stared at the place where she anticipated someone eventually making an appearance.

"Miss Granger" came the silky voice from beside her, close by. She jumped from her seat, flipping around to come face to face with the man who had caused her to flee the great hall. He was standing beside her imperiously, that strange light still lighting his eyes.

"Professor," She frantically searched for something to say to dispel the tension surrounding them. Why could she not catch her breath? "Did you come to discuss our research? I have made some progress today and..."

He drew himself even closer to her, his gaze traveling down her face to focus on her mouth. Interrupting her, he shushed her errant talking with his finger. "Hermione, shut up." Replacing his finger with his mouth, he captured her lips with his own and drew her into his arms. This was the only sort of research he was interested in at the moment.

Oooh the big reveal has been posted to the HG/SS Exchange. Yes! And am I predictable or what? Some of my favorite stories are indeed by some of my favorite authors who have written some of my favorite fics. Off to read more now! I was in California for two weeks and felt a bit awkward reading smutty fanfiction on a computer where my little nephews could find the links in the history. LOL.

Chapter 18 of Phoenix Song or Hermione Granger and the HBP is up at Fanfiction.net. I really like this story. I can't wait to see where grangerous is taking it, as it's following canon pretty closely. I think my faovrite stories are the ones that are a behind the scenes look at what could have been happening that we don't se in the canon stories. Like Second Life. OMG Second Life is my favorite.

My LJ has not ever had a focus. I think I'll try to give it one by focusing on fan fiction. I read a lot of fanfic but I never talk about it outside of the fanfic forum on Ravelry. So I guess I will here.

I only read HG/SS fanfic. Pretty much. If an OFC is well developed I will read an OFC/SS. Maybe a LM/SS. But mostly my OTP is HG/SS. Always SS. Always.

I realized a few nights ago that I've been reading SS fanfic for a long long time. I know his character, have a clear mental image and voice for him. I so wish I could write my own stories. But I am not ever comfortable with my creative writing and feel it is never cohesive enough to pass anyone's muster. I don't know how to wheel things in so there is a beginning, a middle and an end. Sigh.

My favorites lately:

Phoenix Song or Hermione Granger and the HBP
Beyond 84 Charring Cross Road
The Traveller
A Murder of Crows

I am sure there are others. I read a lot of fanfic.

My sister and mom are in town so I feel bad if I am just reading fanfic all day. Boooo lol.

I love all the HG/SS Exchange fics. That is all.

It's a lot harder going out and about now that babehbell is here but we are slowly figuring it out. We went into the city for the first time with her on Sunday to meet a bunch of hoars from the LSG group on Ravelry. It was great, we went to M&J Trimmings and to Gotta Knit and then to the appropriately named Galway Hooker Pub for noms. After lunch we parted ways because Babehbell was threatening to get fussy, but they went on to the Museum of Sex and a poon shop. I wish we could have gone. Ohhh well, next time.

Babehbell is three months old today! Can't believe it. Do I remember the last three months at all? Not really!! Sleep deprivation will do that.

We are planning our annual trip out to California in April and I am trying not to freak out. People travel with babies all the time I know. But people without babies get really snarky when babies cry on planes. Babies cry, especially when their ears are feeling all wonky and don't know how to alleviate the pressure like adults do. I just remember hearing countless tales from our old flatmate about the "annoying baby who cried the whole flight". People don't understand. I just want to say fuck them, but I don't relish the idea of the whole plane wanting to murder us.