Ron/Hermione Was a Mistake

LOL, BOOM. Potterdammerung reborn. Well, played Ms. Rowling.
Title: And He Put Away Childish Things

Author: [personal profile] laguera25

Fandom: HP(Movieverse)

Pairing: N/A

Rating: G

Spoilers: DH2

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, places, and events are the property of J.K. Rowling, Scholastic and Bloomsbury Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No infringement is intended, and no profit is being made. For entertainment only.

And He Put Away Childish Things )
Title: And He Put Away Childish Things

Author: [livejournal.com profile] laguera25

Fandom: HP(Movieverse)

Pairing: N/A

Rating: G

Spoilers: DH2

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, places, and events are the property of J.K. Rowling, Scholastic and Bloomsbury Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No infringement is intended, and no profit is being made. For entertainment only.

And He Put Away Childish Things )
I saw Deathly Hallows 2 this afternoon. I will have more to say tomorrow, when I don't have Movie Headache and am not rushing to finish in time for the Haven s2 premiere, but in brief:

-Oh, Neville.

-Oh, Harry(more on this tomorrow)

-Oh, Minerva McGongall(more on this tomorrow).

-Really, movie? Fuck you(more on this tomorrow).

-Oh, CGI Age Eraser, NO.

-Oh, epilogue makeup artist, no.

-Kingsley Shacklebolt, you are a BAMF. ILU

-I hope you get accustomed to spending a great deal of time alone with your cane, Lucius, because Draco clearly thinks you're a spineless blowhard failure.

-Molly Weasley, you are also a BAMF. In fact, the Weasleys are an entire family of BAMFs, and you should all be allowed to walk around sans pants. Mayhap you do, which would explain why there are so many of you.
I saw Deathly Hallows 2 this afternoon. I will have more to say tomorrow, when I don't have Movie Headache and am not rushing to finish in time for the Haven s2 premiere, but in brief:

-Oh, Neville.

-Oh, Harry(more on this tomorrow)

-Oh, Minerva McGongall(more on this tomorrow).

-Really, movie? Fuck you(more on this tomorrow).

-Oh, CGI Age Eraser, NO.

-Oh, epilogue makeup artist, no.

-Kingsley Shacklebolt, you are a BAMF. ILU

-I hope you get accustomed to spending a great deal of time alone with your cane, Lucius, because Draco clearly thinks you're a spineless blowhard failure.

-Molly Weasley, you are also a BAMF. In fact, the Weasleys are an entire family of BAMFs, and you should all be allowed to walk around sans pants. Mayhap you do, which would explain why there are so many of you.
Spiel mit Mir is going to have to stand on its own. I'm not going to sit here and baby it along all day. It's been slow today, but to be fair, there hasn't been much activity on other boards, either, and it is the weekend. All i know is that if it fails for lack of interest, then I will lose all sympathy for Rammfans who piss and moan about not having a place to congregate. An admin might start a forum, but it takes a joint effort to make it a success, and if folks aren't willing to contribute, then that's on them.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows--MAJOR Spoilers )

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Title: Dust and Spidersilk

Author: [livejournal.com profile] laguera25

Fandom: Harry Potter

Character: Harry Potter

Word Count: 131

Prompt: Cling

A/N: Written for [livejournal.com profile] hpgen100

Memories cling like spidersilk, like dust on his skin. He can't shake them off, and he's not sure he would even if he could; not because he wants to keep them--there are memories he would erase if he could, fragments of recollection that flutter uneasily in his mind like tatters of rotten lace--but because he's not sure he should. Each loss reshapes him, and he's afraid that to lose a memory, no matter how poisoned and rancid, is to lose a part of himself, perhaps even that part that has won him his happiness, Ginny and the children and a life of boring domesticity.

So he holds to his memories and hopes they do not not rise up against him in the night to smother him in his sleep.
Before I natter about anything else, I must thank [livejournal.com profile] faylinn_drake for helping me map out a rough arc for my SVU/Tommy Dowd bunny. It was a welcome distraction from my money nightmares. As a bonus, she said she would actually get around to watching Eddie Cahill's SVU appearance. Eee! It will be interesting to see what she thinks of a Not!Flack role.

My stipend is still not here, but my trustee said a check should be here by Wednesday or Thursday. God, I hope so. The cable bill is past due, and I need money for bus fare when classes start a week from Tuesday. Food is covered, but if Comcast Man shows up, I'm screwed.

Roomie and I are re-reading HBP in preparation for Deathly Hallows, and we just finished "The Secret Riddle". The chapter bothers me. It's a fine and engaging chapter, to be sure, but the depiction of young Voldemort as a manipulative socio/psychopath belies the idea of choices defining who we are, as Dumbledore tells Harry in CoS. In fact, JKR goes out of her way to establish the Gaunts as mad, inbred loons. Dumbledore points out in "The House of Gaunt" that the line possessed a tendency to violence, and he implies a genetic predisposition. The idea is reinforced throughout the chapters that should be subtitled, "A History of Voldemort," and the inconsistency between thematic premise and narrative function just...bugs me.

I think I need to poke the idea a bit more; there might be some HP meta in it. Granted, it's a subject that's been dissected and bandied about ad infinitum in the fandom, but some lit crit would serve as a good warm-up for the analytical papers I'll be constructing in Religious Ethics this summer.

No ficcing last night, but maybe today...
laguera25: Dug from UP! (Snapebelieve)
( Mar. 21st, 2006 11:28 pm)
For [livejournal.com profile] golden_d in answer to her Fic Gueraerobics 2006 prompt.

Title: In His Shoes

Author [livejournal.com profile] laguera25

Fandom: Harry Potter

Rating: FRT

Warnings: Character death

Spoilers for GOF

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, places, and events in the HPverse are property of J.K. Rowling, Scholastic, Bloomsbury, and Warner Bros., Inc. No profit is being made, and no infringement is intended. For entertainment only.

Summary: Once, shoes had represented all that was good in magic. Not anymore.


In His Shoes )
laguera25: Dug from UP! (DannyWTF01)
( Feb. 5th, 2006 02:47 pm)
Dear Readers of SLS,

For the last fucking timeDo not ask me about the next chapter of SLS, when it will be finished, or if, indeed, I've started writing it at all. Your queries will not spur me to faster output or kindle my imagination. At this point, they only serve as intrusive irritants. I am glad you enjoy SLS, immeasurably so, but since it is neither paying my rent or my medical bills, I see no need to deliver chapters on demand. Ficcing, for me, is a hobby, not a job, and the moment SLS felt like the latter, I took a sabbatical, one I have enjoyed immensely.

Have I started SLS 53? Yes. It is, in fact, almost complete, but it is not my first priority; that honor goes to September When It Comes and Through a Glass Darkly, Come Ye Home Again. I'm sorry if that disappoints you or you feel robbed of the time and emotional investment you put into reading the first 52 chapters, but that's the way it is. If this displeases you, there is the virtual door. Good luck on your future journeys.

I can't promise that SLS or any of my long WIPs will be finished. I can only promise that for as long as I write them, I will write them to the best of my ability.
laguera25: Dug from UP! (Default)
( Nov. 12th, 2005 02:03 am)
My hands, they are throbbing. I've been playing the GOF video game for 12 hours. It certainly wasn't what I had planned, but I have the unfortunate habit of becoming so immersed in a game that essential activities such as eating, bathing, and peeing fall by the wayside in my quest for console domination. In one memorable Zelda marathon, I played for 24 hours.

GOF: The Video Game )

I keep telling myself that I'm going to fic before I play tomorrow, but I have my doubts. Maybe if I leave the Gamecube unplugged...
My Halloween HPfic might not make deadline because it's hit a nonlethal snag of the progress kind. I know where I want to end up, and I know I like where I started from, but I'm not sure the phrasing I ought to use to connect the two. Two roads lie before me, and all I must do is choose.

While I engage in mental Eenie Meenie Minie Mo, an excerpt:


The Scarf )



It is as yet unbetaed and very rough, but it is breathing. There is still hope for a miraculous Halloween finish, but if not, it will likely make its debut here in the first week of November.

Welcome, [livejournal.com profile] teawithvoldy, to the flist.
[livejournal.com profile] kestrell asked me about my experience with online fen and this was my response:


You are not pestering me at all. Indeed, I am most flattered. Of course you may quote me. If I hadn't wanted what I wrote to be disseminated, I would not have put it on my LJ for all to see.

I apologize for not answering your other question about online fandom. I've been mulling it for a few days, and I still cannot synthesize how I feel. If I had to put it in simplest terms, I'd say that my love for online fandom is equalled only by my frustration with it. It is Eden and Pandora's Box all in one, and for every joy it brings, there is a corresponding price that must be paid.

Online Fandom )



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My apologies to anyone with whom I was conversing at 6PM EDT. I was sitting at the computer, lurking on my favorite sites, when the power went out. And came on. And went out. And came on. And went out. Came on. Out. On. And finally out for the better part of an hour. Roomie took me for a roll around the complex, and I chatted with some neighbors until the power came back to stay.

Is FA experiencing a fic backlog at the moment? I've noticed the lag time between submission and appearance onsite for my fics has increased from three days to seven and counting, and I doubt my technical proficiency with the comma and the period has deteriorated so egregiously as to warrant special scrutiny. To be fair, it does say that an upload may take up to ten days, but it never has before for any of my fics or chapters. If the fic doesn't make its star turn soon, I'll don my patented spooge-resistant hip-waders and reconnoiter a bit.

On the HP fandom front, SLS 53 is burbling happily along at last, and I'm pinning my hopes on it hitting the Web in fourteen days. Happy Belated Birthday to my faithful, eternally patient readers(I hope). I also have [livejournal.com profile] hexennacht's Georgefic, a Dudleyfic, A Snape one-shot, and a Super Sekrit Project in various stages of planning, outlining, or completion.

And lastly, I occasionally visit Ouch!, the BBC's disability website, and while there last night, I found this delicious scrap of snark in reference to the statue of a disabled pregnant woman that was erected in Trafalgar Square:

However, I'd stop well short of saying that disability is 'bad'. I'd also stop short of saying it is 'good'. It just is. I'm also fairly sure that no one is pushing 'disabilities' as something to which we should aspire - although I would like to see that advertisement:


"Are you tired of life? Not feeling fulfilled? Then why not try being disabled! Our operators are standing by to remove one of your limbs. Call today for a free trial, and find out what you should be missing!".

God, I love British snark.



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Today is a lazy day. Roomie is alternating between watching the FSU-Syracuse game and playing football on Xbox, and I am listening to Brad Paisley, reading the flist, RPing with [livejournal.com profile] loosheeus, and wandering out to cajole the roomie into cooking dinner. So far, not much luck on the latter.

[livejournal.com profile] kestrell has asked me some questions about disability and fanfic as it relates to the HPverse for her presentation at Witching Hour, and I am so flattered and not a little amused. She asked just as I was rattling merrily along on Chapter 53 of SLS, which I suspect most have left for dead. Moody was watching the fog roll in and contemplating how best to make Stanhope see that Severus was a lost cause when the message arrived. Her request has brightened my day considerably. At least my fic and ficcing experiences are helpful to some, even if most find it too long, torturous, and self-congratulatory.

Another reason for squeeing is that [livejournal.com profile] hexennacht is almost finished with my Pygmy Puff, Salazar, and assures me that he will arrive before my birthday. I am giddy with delight. Getting mail that doesn't contain pages of woe and fiscal sacrifice to the tune of several hundred dollars is a rarity in my wood.

Since my birthday is looming on the horizon, I thought to treat myself to a book and a video game, though I may postpone the latter and buy CSI: NY Season One instead. I have already decided upon the book(The Historian), but I'm divided on the video game? Should I get X-men 2: Rise of Apocalypse or Ultimate Spiderman? Spidey is fun for swinging through the breeze with the greatest of ease, and rampaging through the city as Venom would be joyous, but on the other hand, Magneto can lift tanker trucks...

Welcome, [livejournal.com profile] jellybean71, [livejournal.com profile] kestrell, and [livejournal.com profile] loosheeus, to the flist



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First and most importantly, Warner Brothers has released the first GoF Snape pic. ~Squee~ Rickman looks much better physically than he has in quite some time; the bloat and disturbing, haggard appearance are gone. Maybe Warner Brothers hired a wrangler to keep him away from the catering table. Can't you just see the wrangler there in his khaki shorts and pith helmet, chair in one hand and whip in the other, fending off Rickman's pastry predations?

"Back, Mr. Rickman! Back, I say! That custard tart is not for you."

I finished watching the premiere episode of Supernatural, and while I am a goober for anything horror, I have a sinking feeling that the show won't last the season. The premise of ghoul hunters is hackneyed, the acting is pedestrian, and the intrinsically limiting nature of the medium, coupled with the conservative, tight-pantied ratings comission will ensure that nothing more terrifying than balky plumbing and hands covered in black goop make it to the screen. So much of good horror is nuance and insinuation, and those traits don't translate well from paper to screen. At least I can watch it while it lasts. Who knows? It might improve when the writers find their feet.

I'm going to have tea, fic, and read more Dracula before bed.

Super Secret Project Word Count: 2,202



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Thus endeth the second week of lessons, and while I hesitate to say that I've grown bored with the endless diagramming of sentences that are often silly and ridiculously long, I do wish she'd get on with it. I realize that there are a few members of the class who have heretofore demonstrated the intelligence of paste, but the majority of us could diagram sentences and phrases whilst in the throes of a drug fugue. Please, Professor, schedule individual tutelage for the grammatically challenged and the synaptically impaired and move on to the next topic.

Roomie and I are contemplating a trip to the movies tomorrow, but we have no idea what to see. I was marginally excited about The Cave, but it was so universally panned that I think I'll save my money. The Exorcism of Emily Rose looks like it could be worth a gander, but I know roomie would be bored. Not just bored, but emotionally bereft as he stared disconsolately at the screen and wished for the car chase from The Transporter 2 to breach the celluloid barrier and mow down the puke-spewing hellspawn in bad makeup.

That leaves Red Eye, The Transporter 2, or The Brothers Grimm. I could stand to see Cillian Murphy again, oh, yes, I could. That man's cheekbones should be considered lethal weapons. Good God. Then again, Jason Statham isn't hard on the eyes, either, and receding hairline aside, Heath Ledger is still a pretty, pretty mancake. Decisions, decisions...

I joined a CSI chat forum last night. I'm not sure I'll post much, if at all, but it is nice to see that I'm not the only lass squeeing o'er the manflesh. I was surprised to see a Jim Brass squee thread, however; when I think Teh Sexx0rz, Paul Guilfoyle does not immediately spring to mind, but more power to him.

The Nevillefic will likely go up tonight or tomorrow, and it will be huge. If you do not wish to be spammed with three entries' worth of fic exploring the bruised psyche of Neville Longbottom, it would be wise to avoid my journal for the next 72 hours. The fic will be behind a cut, so uninterested parties can easily scroll past the offending material. Feedback is greatly appreciated, but such pithy insights as, "You suck and write like dogs crap," will get you banned. However, "This story is a pile of thesaurus diarrhea," will not.

Lastly, the first entry in the "Waxing Lyrical HPfic Challenge" is on display in [livejournal.com profile] bitterbarbs, so if you've been following that, skedaddle on over for a read.



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laguera25: Dug from UP! (AnimagusVamperat)
( Aug. 17th, 2005 08:30 pm)
Not a bad day today. Not a bad few days, truth be told. Summon is enjoying an inexplicable resurgence in fandom interest, and that always cheers me. I received a PM at FictionAlley Park, asking why Rebecca hated Hermione so much.

I suspect she really wanted to know why I hated Hermione so much, and the truth is, I do. From GoF on, Hermione Granger has rubbed me the wrong way, with her callous disregard for the wishes of the house elves in her attempts to liberate them, and her hypocritical application of school rules and protocol. HBP did nothing to soften my belief that Hermione is a swot and a hypocrite and far too impressed with her own intelligence, and if anyone is waiting for me to start the Granger Appreciation Society(GAS, a rather appropriate acronym if ever there was one), they'll be waiting until Doomsday.

On a non-fandom note, what can anyone tell me about the properties of aloe in regards to digestive health? I've had Acid Reflux Disease for five years, and though milk keeps most of the symptoms at bay, I'm worried about the potential damage to my esophagus and intestinal tract. I know there are prescriptions like Nexium, Prevacid, and Prilosec, but they have a risk of stomach cancer and kidney damage, and that's not a party for which I'd like to RSVP.

A bit of research showed that aloe mucilaginous polysaccharides promote gastrointestinal health by repairing damaged cells and aiding in nutrient absorption. However, most remedies being offered run $200+, and that's not in the budget. Plain old aloe runs $32 for a 90-count bottle, which is doable. Can I just use aloe, or do I need the extracted AMPs in concentrated form?

[livejournal.com profile] ann_mcn, this might be up your alley.



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