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mixandmatch1002018-03-27 10:54 pm
themightyflynn) wrote in mixandmatch1002018-03-27 10:54 pm
Fic: Improvisations 4
Title: Improvisations Ch. 4
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
themightyflynn
Character(s): Oliver Wood, Marcus Flint
Pairing(s): Oliver Wood/Marcus Flint
Rating: G
Warning(s): None.
Challenge(s):![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mixandmatch100 prompt 35: Jubilant
Word count: 200
Author's notes: Entire work on Ao3
This chapter on Ao3
It’s Slytherin with the Quaffle… Chaser Marcus Flint swerves around Chaser Bell and Chaser Johnson… Ducks under a Bludger… Keeper Wood dives towards him, but Flint scores! Slytherin are up eighty to twenty!
Cheers went up all around the stands. Marcus rolled over, snorting in his sleep as dream-him celebrated his goal. The Slytherin stands roared their appreciation, jubilant as he circled the pitch with his arms raised. He could see their smiling faces and hear the jeers of the other Houses. It was fantastic; just what he needed after the day he’d been having. The wind swept his hair back from his face, blowing cold and fresh, so much lighter than the heat behind the Quidditch shed.
What’s this? Keeper Wood has moved out of the goals, leaving them unprotected… Is this a new strategy they have come up with? Leave the goals open, then swoop in for the Bludger hit? No, this is… What is he…? What is Wood doing? Is he kissing Flint?! This is… Eww. Wrong; this is wrong.
Marcus jerked awake. Brilliant. He flopped back against his pillows. Even his dream self was obsessed with Wood. This was not a good start to the day.
Author:
themightyflynnCharacter(s): Oliver Wood, Marcus Flint
Pairing(s): Oliver Wood/Marcus Flint
Rating: G
Warning(s): None.
Challenge(s):
mixandmatch100 prompt 35: JubilantWord count: 200
Author's notes: Entire work on Ao3
This chapter on Ao3
It’s Slytherin with the Quaffle… Chaser Marcus Flint swerves around Chaser Bell and Chaser Johnson… Ducks under a Bludger… Keeper Wood dives towards him, but Flint scores! Slytherin are up eighty to twenty!
Cheers went up all around the stands. Marcus rolled over, snorting in his sleep as dream-him celebrated his goal. The Slytherin stands roared their appreciation, jubilant as he circled the pitch with his arms raised. He could see their smiling faces and hear the jeers of the other Houses. It was fantastic; just what he needed after the day he’d been having. The wind swept his hair back from his face, blowing cold and fresh, so much lighter than the heat behind the Quidditch shed.
What’s this? Keeper Wood has moved out of the goals, leaving them unprotected… Is this a new strategy they have come up with? Leave the goals open, then swoop in for the Bludger hit? No, this is… What is he…? What is Wood doing? Is he kissing Flint?! This is… Eww. Wrong; this is wrong.
Marcus jerked awake. Brilliant. He flopped back against his pillows. Even his dream self was obsessed with Wood. This was not a good start to the day.
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