thoughts enshadowed

Shocking, I know.  Anyway, mainly posting about lovely lovely lovely pair of HP fics I just discovered.  Harry and Severus are the main characters involved but its not slash nor father/son - again, rather a shock for the latter as anyone that knows my dirth of HP fanfics knows they're all mostly SS/HP father/son.  Its rather more...the pair of them discovering some truths about each other.  And written very well with all the voices well in place.

Death Hallows bits are inserted but it occurs neither just before it nor during it nor within those last few moments of Severus' life as I've seen many do.  ( yes, I did just put that there.  its been an good while since its release and I don't bloody care anymore about spoilers because of that fact.  I do apologize to Kat if you're reading and don't know about that as well as to the fact that I haven't shipped the book to you yet - keep forgetting to go get stamps from the post office )  Anyway...the second story isn't yet completed, I don't think - as of yet I haven't finished it myself - but it looks so far like it might be coming to a close soon.

The main characters you'll see are Harry, Severus, Dumbledore, and a good little helping of Luna.  Who, since DH and the fifth movie (movie Luna is bloody perfect in my honest opinion), has become one of my favorite characters.  This story just heightens that and I dearly wish I'd placed more focus on her in places within my fanfics.

But I digress...here are the links to the two stories:

The Guiltless
The Poor of God

** co-posted to my livejournal **

I only just realized what day it is as of just now. Another September 11th rolls around...some, what, five-six years after? Hard to imagine its been that long.

I still remember being there in my Biology class (10th grade, I think, so six years) and not knowing what was occurring because the TV in our room didn't get a good signal. It wasn't until later upon arriving at my grandmother's on the bus and turning on the TV that I realized what had happened. And it hurt to realize that this had all been going on whilst I had been unknowing; just sitting there idly drawing in the sudden free time. I knew no one there but...I felt disgusted to know that I hadn't realized what was going on and whilst it did I was drawing.

Silly, yes, I know but still. Its how I felt. And I don't know why exactly I'm rambling about this NOW, so long after the fact - though I'm fair certain I wrote something about it during the fact - but I am. Blame it that it is minutes from 2 AM and my brain is starting to waver between true consciousness and sleep.