the history of magic meme

[1castle4houses]

welcome to AU hell

RULES;

1. tag in
2. tag around!
3. mix and match - pick a setting from the first column and an AU from the second column (or use RNG if you like to live on edge -- there's 10 prompts per column)
4. have fun

HINTS;

We welcome and encourage all OCs. Add a little blurb about your character so other players have an idea what to play with, and feel free to add your preferences and permissions.
Ship, don't ship; make out, don't make out - all is fair game.

PROMPTS;

Setting	AU
1. Ancient	a. Soldiers on the same side
2. Middle Ages	b. Arranged marriage
3. 1600s	c. Great new discovery
4. 1700s	d. Childhood friends
5. 1800s	e. Met on the road
6. 1900s	f. Rags and riches
7. Roaring 20s	g. Members of two feuding houses
8. 1940s	h. It's all about the art
9. 1970s	i. Co-conspirators
10. WILDCARD	j. WILDCARD

Comments

[bulgarian_bonbon]

"Gruesome and necessary is about right."

They can both agree that. Probably everyone in this room would agree that.

"But don't play yourself down, Hermione. You were as qualified as any of us to join one of the squadrons, but instead of killing them, you chose to rescue us. I've seen medics in the field. They often ran in where soldiers have ran out. I don't know exactly what you did in the last three years, but... I think I have a very good idea."

[reparo]

If she manages to muster up a smile, it's a tired one. She's glad, very glad to see him again, but she's grown so tired of the war. And now that it's over, she's not sure how they will go back to whatever could be considered normal, after it.

"Will you be staying in England now?" she asks, very quietly. "Or is it back to Quidditch when you've healed?"

[bulgarian_bonbon]

"Quidditch, I suppose," he says with a heavy sigh. "I'm not sure. I think I'll be getting a bit old to compete soon, so... I should probably get a season or two in while I still can, right? How about you? What are you planning? Have you even had time to think about it yet?"

[reparo]

She has had a lot of time, almost nothing but time, since most nights she can't sleep. But he doesn't need to know that, so she answers: "I'm staying here. St Mungo's got a position for me, and I reckon there will be unfortunately many patients still to come, but..." She pauses, looking towards Ivo's bed for a moment.

Young, very young, and he reminds her of - no.

"I want to do something related to Mind Healing." She glances his way quickly, and musters up a smile. "And maybe find a bloke I fancy, let him take me for a dance."

[bulgarian_bonbon]

"There will be a great demand for Mind Healing, for sure," he says with a sigh. "A lot harder to mend than a broken leg, isn't it? But tell me about that bloke, Hermione. What dance are you taking him to, huh?"

He knows very well that she's flirting with him gently, but he isn't sure quite how to phrase a similar hypothetical flirtatious suggestion in return, so playing coy it is. He hopes she'll guess, from his smile, that he wants her to carry on.

[reparo]

She still finds enough energy to blush, a pretty and pink little spot of colour in her cheeks, feeling a little more lighthearted than until now. "Oh, I imagine whatever he can keep up with," she answers, following along. Her eyes practically sparkle with mischief now. "Maybe a slow dance?"

[bulgarian_bonbon]

"Is that right?" He squeezes her fingers, suddenly surprised by how strong they are. In some part of his mind, he aged since the Triwizard Tournament, but Hermione hasn't, not by much. That part of his mind is catching up very quickly now.

"Hermione, this is completely unrelated, but do you know of any nice dances in London next week? I've a need to know."

[reparo]

She'll be very glad not to have to teach him the fundamentals of maths and the passage of time.

She squeezes his fingers back, sitting a little more relaxed. "Why, do you know a bloke who'd like to dance with me?"

[bulgarian_bonbon]

"I might, but I'll need to walk out of this hospital first. I've told a few of my roommates off for talking about asking you out, so if I do it now, they'll know I'm a filthy hypocrite when it comes to seducing our brave Healers."

Also, if he's going for a dance, he'd like to be able to actually stand, so next week sounds about right. And it sounds like both he and Hermione both need something bright now. Something to separate them from the horrors just past.

[reparo]

"I'll make sure you've got a daily supply of Skelegrow," she jokes, and brushes her thumb over his knuckles. No magical healing, just touch, gratitude at being allowed to have a lighthearted conversation for a moment here.

"Wouldn't want your recovery to last too long. You're a good dancer." She has fond memories of their only date at the Yule Ball. "It would be a shame to deprive the world."

[bulgarian_bonbon]

"Yes, but only with a great partner," he shoots back, glad that they moved on to flirting that's a bit less grammatically complicated. He hasn't had a chance to speak English in a while, and he's getting used to it again now, but it's slow coming.

He knows now would be the time to ask about other friends - about Harry, and Fleur, and even Ron Weasley - but he stops himself. He can do the proper thing tomorrow. Now, he is sitting with a lovely, warm girl, and he doesn't want to make her think about who she might have lost.

There will be time for that.

[reparo]

Her gaze drops down to their joint hands for a moment, as a little warm smile blooms on her lips. "Well, maybe we'll have to find you one of those, then." She looks up, a little cheeky. "For incentive."