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22 October 2009 @ 03:46 pm
Fanfic: Harry Potter & Avatar  
Fandom:Harry Potter
Characters: Gideon Prewett
Title: The little things
Rating: G
Word Count: 243
Disclaimer: The characters and settings featured in this story are the property of JK Rowling. No money is being or could be made.

Gideon’s father used to teach him and Fabian spells in his spare time.

They weren’t anything powerful, though. Charms to light a room, a jinx to blind and stun for a moment, a twitch of the wand that would summon a wind to slam a door shut.

Fabian adored these spells, as he adored all the time he got to spend with their father. Gideon, though, wondered. None of the things they were learning would help them once they got into Hogwarts. Minor charms like these wouldn’t be needed when they graduated and went out into the grown-up world. They were almost eleven; wasn’t it time they started learning the real magic now, while they could still get a head start?

Finally, he worked up his courage and marched into his father’s office. Standing there, he asked in a quavering ten year old voice why they were being taught minor, useless spells.
His father looked at him for a long time, and finally promised to start tutoring Gideon in first-year charms if he felt the need for them. However, he reached down to ruffle Gideon’s hair and whisper in his ear “The small things, my boy, can make the biggest difference in the long run.”

Years later, when Gideon and Fabian’s Blinding Jinx distracted the Death Eaters long enough for their friends to get away, Gideon’s last thought before he jumped into the fight was that his father had been right all along.

Fandom: Avatar the Last Airbender
Characters: Anonymous Fire Nation soldier
Title: Service
Rating: G
Word Count: 248
Disclaimer: The characters and settings featured in this story are the property of Nickelodeon, Michael Dante DiMartino, Bryan Konietzko, and Aaron Ehasz. No money is being or could be made.

The whole village had been preparing for this day.

Ever since the messengers from the capital had arrived, proclaiming more victories for the glorious Fire Lord on the one hand, and requesting more levies for his armies on the other, there had been furious debate as to how they should respond. Some insisted they should look to their own well being, and put off the recruiters with tales of woe and disease. Others felt that such deceptions would put the whole village at risk, and that the able bodied men of the village should sacrifice for the good of their neighbors.

A more fervent group believed the rest were growing lax in their patriotism, and were determined to put on a grand drama to instill them with proper pride. Their plans were put indefinitely on hold when it was discovered there was not enough wood in the village to build a stage.

Finally, a quiet grandmother named Ziah made a proposal. It was her observation that the Fire Lord had requested levies, and had made no request as to the kind of men he wanted or how they were to serve. And given the size of Ozai’s army, there were many duties that needed filling……
Zhan sighed as his friends and family cheered the young men on. Shouldering his scoop, he marched along with the rest towards the waiting transport ship.
He was grateful to granny Ziah for getting him out of front line duty, but was Rhino Cage Cleaner really an improvement?
lazy_neutrinolazy_neutrino on October 22nd, 2009 09:13 pm (UTC)
Ooh, the last line of the HP one is heartbreaking!
the fan with no nameyoungest_one on October 22nd, 2009 09:17 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I'm glad it worked for you.