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artisticI don't really know where this came from, either - I just found it the other day and remembered having written it waaaay back in June when, in sentimental mood, I thought I'd give my RAGING R/T ANGST a break for just a moment and write something a tad more upbeat.
Well...I say upbeat...as any of you have ever read my fic will know, even my happy fics tend to have a little too much of the old drenched irises about them to really be classified as happy. What can I say? I was clearly a woman destined for dirge.
Well, anyway, this is just a little drabbly fic I wrote a long time ago which basically details what happens to Ron and Hermione after the whole shebang of book 7 calms down a little. Loosely classified as Harry Potter and the Domestic Bliss, it takes my usual rambling style with more or less no plot and FAR too much introspective la-dee-daing from Ron.
Oh well. At least no one dies...
Deathly Hallows spoilers, obviously, but I'm pretty sure that if you haven't read DH by now, the chances that I am talking to you and that, consequently, you will be reading this fic are minimal.
Title: The Complicated Business of Tomorrow
Words: 4,378
Rating: PG...I'm afraid I'm not a porn-ficcer
Summary: A series of slightly schmaltzy snapshots from the lives of Ron and Hermione following the end of the war.
(Oh and by the way, I know that Luna and Dean don't get together and I know Luna actually marries some muppet called Rolf but please, I'm afraid I simply have no intention of honouring Canon when it gets that stupid.
Thoughts always welcome, of course, although I must apologise for the overload of fluff. I just thought there was no point keeping this on my computer and not doing anything with it.
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~ Jim and Pam, circa Season Three, in 50 sentences
27 seconds is too long for any silence to be meaningless.
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