Drabble-ish: Those Who Defy
Sep. 26th, 2009 01:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trinitydayTitle: Those Who Defy
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Alice/Frank
Word Count: 200
Written for:first_order's Speed Drabble Weekend, prompt loud and defiant
Frank was the one who told her about the prophecy.
He had to meet Dumbledore alone since Alice had been stuck all day with a group of expectant mothers, teaching an Auror-sponsored workshop on how to protect themselves and their families from a Death Eater attack. It was pointless and it was useless, but the workshops seemed to be all the Ministry would assign her ever since they found out she was pregnant.
“Voldemort’s going after our baby?” she asked when Frank’s words sunk in. “No, wait—”
Her husband nodded sombrely. She had thought someone had died when she first arrived home and saw his face. “It might be Lily and James. They defied him three times as well. Dumbledore doesn’t know.”
For a brief moment, Alice allowed herself to wonder if it was worth it, whether what they did was worth the price they paid.
That moment passed and Alice pushed those doubts away. She smiled at Frank. It was shaky and there was no humour behind it, but her husband would appreciate it all the same.
“Then let’s hunt down that bastard. Even if we can’t—even if—at the very least, let’s make it four times.”
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Alice/Frank
Word Count: 200
Written for:
first_order's Speed Drabble Weekend, prompt loud and defiantFrank was the one who told her about the prophecy.
He had to meet Dumbledore alone since Alice had been stuck all day with a group of expectant mothers, teaching an Auror-sponsored workshop on how to protect themselves and their families from a Death Eater attack. It was pointless and it was useless, but the workshops seemed to be all the Ministry would assign her ever since they found out she was pregnant.
“Voldemort’s going after our baby?” she asked when Frank’s words sunk in. “No, wait—”
Her husband nodded sombrely. She had thought someone had died when she first arrived home and saw his face. “It might be Lily and James. They defied him three times as well. Dumbledore doesn’t know.”
For a brief moment, Alice allowed herself to wonder if it was worth it, whether what they did was worth the price they paid.
That moment passed and Alice pushed those doubts away. She smiled at Frank. It was shaky and there was no humour behind it, but her husband would appreciate it all the same.
“Then let’s hunt down that bastard. Even if we can’t—even if—at the very least, let’s make it four times.”