Spam From the Outer Limits

[quidditchgrrl]

I have decided to use my convalescence to do all the things I would typically not. So, I've decided to unabashedly read trashy gossip magazines, watch all manner of bad TV, and immerse myself completely in the fandom.

Done, done and done. :D

Activity of the day: Visit to Target for hair dye (I have mad, Julia Roberts-like roots) and a little walk. Also bought Bend It Like Beckham and The Sixth Sense. Still am much with the Keira Knightley love, although she'll never beat Thora Birch for my money.

I made a terrible mistake by stopping my Panera to have lunch. I literally fell asleep over my lunch, two bites in. I thought I was doing really well, felt pretty good. Then *boom*, sleepy-time! Lost $6 on lunch/dinner/breakfast, since I was too groggy to get it wrapped to go (my meals typically extend to three sittings. How do you do it, rachet?). I have much to learn about when to cut my losses and head home.

Randomly:

In Touch magazine is only $1.99! This bodes well for my plan to follow the Olsen Twins until they get to NYU!

And dude, Percy/Tonks at triumvirate. Damn, that's hot. Does anyone have recs for Percy/Tonks fanfic?

You Oughta Know was about DAVE COULIER?! Well, that little nugget of info takes the impact of that song down several paces. Alanis sure does like older men who treat her badly, doesn't she? Dave Coulier. *shakes head*

You know, I can feel my brain cells deserting me. *mad laughter* And I'm too anxious about feeling achy/queasy when I wake up to lie down and sleep. *twitches*

Comments

[rachet.livejournal.com]

First off...YES! Uncle Joey!!! Can you imagine!??!!?

Secondly, I eat a tremendous amount of soup when I go out. And at Panera I get whatever soup is broth based with no bread. That way when I don't finish it, I'm not out too much money. But yes, it makes me cringe when I pitch food.

And by the way....thanks for the compliment over on my LJ. It's appreciated. I don't agree...but I say thank you just the same. :-)

[generalmanda.livejournal.com]

Right right, I wrote you a Percy/Tonks fic as a get well gift.

Ok, it's not great, but I wrote it quick. Not really fluffly or... um... smutty or anything... hmm. Well I hope it keeps you entertained anyhow :)

........

Fitting

The first time she ran into him it was an accident.

But then, Nymphadora Tonks was always running into people by accident.

It was on a sidewalk in London outside of an abandoned department store that was guise for St. Mungo’s hospital where her shoulder bushed his like a car crash. Percy Weasley fell. He fell hard. And when he looked up at the girl who he had thought had hit him, he saw it was someone else entirely.

For a moment, just a moment, he had thought he recognized her. A face out of his past. A girl who’d been friends with Charlie and Bill. A girl who’d teased him in good nature when he first got to school. A girl who he knew probably was working for Dumbledore now. But it wasn’t. Not this mousy brown haired thing. Not this girl who was so slight you wouldn’t notice her in a crowd. Or in an empty street. Percy wondered how he could have been knocked down.

“I’m sorry,” she said angrily. Like she wasn’t at all.

Percy pulled himself to his feet and straightened his formally pristine suit.

“That is quite alright, miss. I must not have been watching where I was going. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I’ve very important business to attend to.” And he stalked away briskly, brushing dust from his sleeves.

Tonks watched him pass by the hospital. Turn and walk past again. She turned away and walked into one of the alleyways for only a moment. When she reappeared she pulled a hand through her tufts of pink hair. Percy still stood at the entrance of St. Mungo’s. In debate.

“Go in. For Merlin’s sake go in. He almost died,” Tonks whispered to herself. She watched him step back from the door, hang his head and walk away.

…

The second time she ran into him was at the ministry and that was no accident.

She saw him at the end of the hall. Tagging behind the minister of magic by several feet.

So she charged, head forward, eyes on a point somewhere behind him. The other Aurors on her team behind her. When their shoulders connected, Tonks drove her point home.

Percy let out a startled gasp.

“Watch where you’re going, would you? We’re on important business!” she hissed at him.

“Nymphadora?”

Tonks stormed out of the ministry, muttering things that would make Mrs. Black blush. Too many nights she had watched how he had hurt his family. Too many nights she had watched Molly cry. Too many nights she had seen Arthur look on the faces of his children and register that there was one missing. One gone astray. He should have been a Slytherin. The bastard.

…

[generalmanda.livejournal.com]

The third time she ran into him was a mess.

The ministry was falling apart at the seams.

Aurors were everywhere. Officials were called in during the middle of the night. Whispers were on everyone’s lips. He had been here. Him and a circle of his deatheaters. Half of the ministry was paralyzed. What did they do now that everything they had hoped wasn’t true was?

Tonks saw Remus. Tonks saw Remus’s face and knew that everything she had hoped wasn’t true was.

She turned and started running, leaving in her wake a trail of turned over and broken things. Anything that would fall did. Tonks was rapidly becoming someone else. Anyone else. Anyone who wasn’t her. Ten different faces in the minute she took to turn through the hall. Five different hair colors and lengths in the space it took to run into Percy Weasley head on as he ran to join his minister and pick up the pieces of a government falling apart.

“You!” she screamed. “You! Now look. Now LOOK!” she screamed from a different mouth. “All of this. If you hadn’t been so busy distancing yourself from your family and helping them… if you hadn’t denied all of this…” She pounded her fists on his chest as they shifted from pudgy little fingered hands to ones that were long and slender. “My cousin is dead. My cousin is dead! And it should have been you, you traitor!”

It was at this point Kingsley picked up the girl who was busy being every girl and carried her away from Percy who just stood there, paralyzed.

…

The fourth happened by chance at the house of the Blacks.

The house of no Blacks.

Tonks was drinking a cup of coffee, black with one sugar, when Percy came in.

He was following a still recovering Arthur Weasley. One led astray led back. The prodigal son.

Tonks didn’t say hello. Tonks didn’t do anything but drink her coffee and hide behind the long strands of cherry red hair she was sporting.

Later when he sat next to her and took the empty mug from her hand she flinched into a black haired waif.

“I am sorry about Sirius.”

“I’m sorry I said it should have been you,” she replied in a voice wasn’t very apologetic.

They sat in silence for too long to be a pause and too short to be awkward when Tonks looked him in the eye.

“You were wrong.”

“I was wrong about a lot of things. But we’re rebuilding the ministry. This time it will be different.”

“What side are you on now?”

“The right side. I always wanted to be on the right side. I was sure I was.”

“That’s a lie. You always knew where the good side was. You just weren’t brave enough to be on it. You’re supposed to be a Gryffindor. You were supposed to be a Weasley.”

“We’re all supposed to be something. Sometimes we choose to take a different path. Sometimes we choose to be something else. We try on different lives to see what fits.”

Tonks fell back into the features that were her own.

…

[generalmanda.livejournal.com]

The fifth time they met Tonks tried on a different life to see if it fit.

They were somewhere dark. Somewhere too quiet. Somewhere a gathering would be taking place.

Percy had joined with the group of Aurors and Order members who were staging the ambush as a representative for the new ministry. Sometime tonight there would be a confrontation like there hadn’t been in years. They waited.

And Tonks, she waited next to him. Dressed as herself and ready to hunt the woman who was black to the core. Bellatrix, a relative she didn’t mind loosing.

When the fight broke out they got separated. Tonks stumbled her way through the battle. She saw her aunt there in the middle, laughing. A hysterical bitter sound.

Bellatrix saw a ghost.

“You can’t be real,” she told Tonks.

“You don’t deserve to be,” Tonks told her.

And then she fell. Her feet that were never her feet caught somewhere and she went down. Bellatrix was on her far too quickly and they fought with hands and teeth. A battle more fit for a prison yard.

Bellatrix was stronger though. Maybe it was because she had lost her mind sometime ago, if not her soul. She brought her wand up to Tonks’s neck.

“One last time,” the estranged Black said.

But what she didn’t count on was being stunned from behind by young Percy Weasley.

And she didn’t count on the Killing curse coming from her niece shortly after.

Tonks stood and shrugged the body off of her.

And she shrugged off the likeness of her cousin. It was like letting Sirius die for a second time, but his life didn’t fit her. It didn’t fit anyone any more.

“Percy,” she said and when she fell, this time he caught her.

And when he took her hand and led her away, she found something that fit.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_lore/]

Are you reading Scribbulus_Ink's Season of Mists? That's got Percy/Tonks...among other things.... :D

love, lore

[chickadilly.livejournal.com]

*hugs you*

Welcome home! I meant to comment on your last post and didn't get a chance so I will say it now. :)

*mwah*

[quidditchgrrl.livejournal.com]

First off...don't shortchange yourself! You have such a wonderful, open face that matches your personality. That's the most important thing, and that's what makes you beautiful.

I shall take your advice about soup...I am now the cheapest date ever, since Andy bought me a Happy Meal and all I managed to get down was the cheeseburger. :P

OMG Dude!

[quidditchgrrl.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow. This is an awesome ficlet! I love, love, love it! There's a lot of emotion there, just like Tonks' would have, volatile and close to the surface.

Surely you'll hone this and submit it somewhere? It's too good to be simply stuck here!

Thanks again, it absolutely made my day! :D :D :D :D :D :D

[quidditchgrrl.livejournal.com]

No, I haven't been reading that one, but will get on it right away! :)

Thanks, Lore!

[quidditchgrrl.livejournal.com]

Thanks sweetie! *hugs*

Re: OMG Dude!

[generalmanda.livejournal.com]

Of course :) About 3 hours later I came up with one more "meeting" that I want to add before the end one... because it needs more percyness... hehe... you'll see.

I'll probably put it up at the Realm and on my site. I don't know where I'd put it on FA. I guess darkarts with the rest. :) I'll drop you a note with the link to the finished bit. Most likely today because I promised myself I would work on my damn site. Stacks of unscanned things...

Glad you liked it! The request for percy/tonks fic was too attractive... actually I was going to write you one anyhow, like some sort of slashy Snarry bit... since you have a ss/hp community on yer info page... but then I read that and I got the mental image of Tonks running full speed into Percy and well, that's what happened. :)