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Damn, does it feel good to write again. I did homework-type things for almost three hours straight and thought I deserved a reward. My brain is now doing its best impression of a wriggly waggy-tailed puppy.

Title: Silvertongue
Rating: All
For [livejournal.com profile] barefootboys prompt #15. DH spoilers, kinda. Um, are we still warning for those?
Summary: What the fortune-teller knew.

The boys are sharing candyfloss and the pale one is clutching a teddy bear almost as large as himself. She'd place them at twelve, maybe thirteen, though her eyes are so old she can't see much but the deathgrip they've each got on the other's hand

(death, yes death, that's what it will all come to)

and the grins on their faces. They're heading for her booth, the dark one digging in his pocket for change. She resolves to lie, no matter what she sees in their palms.

The dark one drops glinting silver coins on her table. "That enough for a palm reading each?" he asks. His hair is very long, down past his shoulders. He likes his hair that way

(makes his mama mad, oh yes, makes him look like a sweet little girl, just perfect for the boys)

so she doesn't tell him he needs a haircut. She picks up the money from her velvet tablecloth, squinting as she tries to make out the letters. Foreign stuff, she guesses, and drops it in the cashbox the carnival gave her with the booth. Silver is good no matter what its shape.

"Of course, dearies. Come on in and sit down. I'll make you some tea and throw in a reading of the leaves. It's a gift for you both. You're celebrating, aren't you?'

They glance at each other as they step into her booth

(tell her)

(how'd she know? don't tell her, what will she think)

and perch on a purple-and-gold couch, skinny legs touching.

"It's been two weeks since something really good happened, that's all," explains the dark one.

She pats his hand. "That's wonderful, dearie," she says, and of course she knows what the good thing was, because

(she doesn't know, but i love you, i do)

(nobody knows, but i love you more)

it's in their eyes, all of it. She ducks behind gauzy curtains til she finds her kettle on its small burner, and she brews the best darned pot of tea she's made since the day her man came home from the war, brings it to the boys in tall steaming mugs, lets them rest and sip and lean closer and closer together.

She forgets she's supposed to be telling (lying about) their futures, and tells them love stories instead, all the right loves and wrong loves and in-between loves she's had in her life, and doesn't mind that the one about her beloved ballet madam raises their eyebrows just a bit. She knows what they need to know.

When they've finished their tea and the dark one has let his head fall against the pale one's, she takes each boy's palm in turn and

(they will both be killed)

spins the wildest, prettiest futures she's created since the day she read Tarot for a girl fated to be hit by a car on her walk home from a carnival many years ago.

She sees them watching her strangely when she reads the tea leaves for them, as if they can see the horror she's pretending isn't there for their sake. They're just children. They don't need to know

(ah, but we already know)

Date: 2008-02-02 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kashiichan.livejournal.com
Oh man, that's too adorable. D':

Date: 2008-02-02 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
Thank you! ^____^

Date: 2008-02-02 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kohl-eyed.livejournal.com
Oh, Kat! I've missed your writing! This is very creative (silver--must be foreign stuff--ZOMG LOVE) and so SAD and so ADORABLE. The parentheses KILL ME DEAD.

I love the idea of the boys and candyfloss. Is so...THEM.

Really, really lovely.

Date: 2008-02-02 05:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
*boing* SHE LIKES IT SHE LIKES IT (did I tell you that the best way I have found to write something *I* like is to write something I think *you* would like? XD;; tricksy trick, that, but it works.)

HEE. I HAVE MISSED MY WRITING TOO. I may have written this in under anhour in my GLEE at having WORDS TO PLAY WITH again?

Date: 2008-02-02 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kohl-eyed.livejournal.com
I LIKE IT I LIKE IT XD (...*gasp* Were you thinking of me when you were writing this? ZOMG AM HONORED!!! seriously?!)

OH WORDS. RETURN TO ME SO THAT WE CAN PLAY, TOO. *sniffle*

Date: 2008-02-02 05:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
(I tend to think of you when writing in general. When I don't, what I write SUCKS. :p I described this tendency to poetry club, they all knew what I was talking about, and Jakob called it "artistic soulmate." XD)

*shoos words in Simone's direction*
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
I said I thought it was an accurate term, and babbled at length about how IMs with you often involve bouncing ideas off each other and/or making one or both of us want to write.

I wonder if they make "artistic soulmate" valentines? XD

eta: what typos? there are no typos. evan-fuckin'-esco. *cough*
Edited Date: 2008-02-02 06:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
Awwwwww, I just got new a comment on this fic, and I went back and read this thread, and it made me all teary.

You are excellent! We are excellent! I am stupidly happy to know you. <3
From: [identity profile] kohl-eyed.livejournal.com


;_; lol, STOP IT YOU, it's too early over here to be teary.

Date: 2008-02-02 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jedusor.livejournal.com
You should do lots more homework and give yourself lots more rewards. *nodnod*

Date: 2008-02-02 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
Am I allowed to IAWTC when it's about me? :p

Date: 2008-02-02 05:17 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] elsane.livejournal.com
oh, I really liked that.

Date: 2008-02-02 05:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
Thank you very much. :D

Date: 2008-02-02 07:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ironside.livejournal.com
Ooh, this is so awesome. *___*

I... I don't know what else to say. :D; I fangirl so much over your Remus/Sirius fanfics, ahaha--so I'm really happy you decided to write this~! ♥

Date: 2008-02-02 12:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
*squeak, blush* Hee, thank you! :D:D

Date: 2008-02-02 08:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaberett.livejournal.com
Oh, this is fantastic.

Thank you.

Date: 2008-02-02 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
♥ Thanks!

Date: 2008-02-02 09:05 pm (UTC)

Date: 2008-02-02 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
♥♥♥

Date: 2008-02-03 05:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] oudeteron.livejournal.com
Oh my God. Wow. This is so awesome, I love it. The idea alone is something I've never seen in R/S, and you've made such wonderful use of it too. The POV totally pulled me in and at times actually gave me shivers.

(Also, listening to Luna Sea's Providence while reading this story just so happened to be a perfect combination. Just so you know. ^_^)

Date: 2008-02-03 08:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aramis-chan.livejournal.com
Oh, wow. You're really, really good at capturing a mood.

Date: 2008-02-03 10:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
Thank you very much. ♥

Date: 2008-02-10 08:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaizoku.livejournal.com
Ouchie. And beautiful. Perfect title, which is not something I think often.

Date: 2008-02-10 01:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
\0/ Am very happy you liked it, especially the title! I obsess over titles a little and it makes me feel good when someone likes one. :D

Date: 2010-05-04 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tehfanglyfish.livejournal.com
I found this fic ages ago and forgot about it until just the other day. I noticed I hadn't commented on it, so I just wanted to say that it's beautiful and one of the most originial Sirius/Remus fics I've ever read.

Date: 2010-05-04 03:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
Wow, thank you! Really, really thank you. ♥ This is one of my favourite things I've ever written, so it makes me very happy that you like it too. :)

Date: 2010-11-17 06:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaberett.livejournal.com
I'm working through all your Remus/Sirius, since you've just linked it. This one's just made me cry. Again.

Date: 2010-11-17 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imagines.livejournal.com
squeeeee hee hee someone is reading my old fics :) :)

Honestly? This one makes me cry every time I reread it. I miss writing R/S.....

Date: 2010-11-17 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jedusor.livejournal.com
Ditto. (To the first part. I didn't cry, but yeah, heartbreaky.)

Date: 2010-11-17 10:53 pm (UTC)

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