Not a review of The Girl In The Fireplace

Yes, in the news of the totally surreal, I spent the vast majority of the evening in a pink salwaar kameez (with silver sparkly bits) going on the dodgems in Balliol's front quad. And the bits of the evening I did not spend doing that, I spent doubled over trying not to throw up.

A good night. More in the morning when I feel slightly less awful.

Also, due to aforementioned good night, I HAVE NOT SEEN DOCTOR WHO SO PLEASE DO NOT SPOIL ME. doyle_sb4, who is a lovely person, is sending me the episode so I will get to see it before next week, but still. The spoilage, it is bad.

Yes. Bed now. Bed is also good. And I may be doing something Sooper Seekrit And Speshul tomorrow as well, so more on that in the morning too.

Fic:: Clinical Lycanthropy

Little bit of spam to come, sadly, but I like having fic posts separately, so bear with me. This fic, and the one that follows, were written for rt_challenge and couldn't be reposted until the ficathon was over. This one came first, is about 1500 words, and was written for this prompt: ""Yeah, we might die from medication / But we sure killed all the pain / But what was normal in the evening / By the morning seems insane."

Fic:: Clinical Lycanthropy
by Raven
PG, Harry Potter, gen, AU Remus and Tonks.

( To Tonks, he doesn't seem insane )

Fic:: Defence Against The Dark

And the other one, written for this prompt, which I just could not resist for patently obvious reasons. There's nothing like writing what you know. *g* This one is very much shorter, about 500 words, and better, I think. It probably also represents my last foray into Remus/Tonks on its own without fucked-up Sirius-related-stuff lurking somewhere in the background; I'm quite tired of apologising for also loving Sirius/Remus liek woah.

Fic:: Defence Against The Dark
by Raven
PG, Harry Potter, Remus/Tonks.

( Summer in Oxford. )