Drabble: Being Direct

Aug. 20th, 2017 10:14 pm
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Title: Being Direct
Author: [personal profile] alisanne
Rating: R
Word count: 100 x 2
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Challenge: Written for [community profile] dracoharry100/[livejournal.com profile] dracoharry100's prompt 493: Direct.
This is part 75 of my H/D Auror Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
It starts at part one: The Beginning (LJ/IJ/DW).
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta(s): [personal profile] emynn.
Authors Notes: And the rewards keep coming.


~

Being Direct

~

Malfoy moaned as Harry’s tongue flicked his nipple. “Enough talk. Can we please just fuck?”

Raising his head, Harry smiled directly into Malfoy’s eyes. “All you had to say was please.” And, capturing Malfoy’s mouth, he drew him into a slow, deep kiss.

Wrapping arms and legs around Harry, Malfoy kissed him back with his whole body. His responsiveness was intoxicating. Harry’s head began to swim. He felt drunker than he had while they’d been drinking.

“Come on, Potter,” Malfoy whimpered against his mouth when they parted for air. “Fuck me.”

Heat suffused Harry. “Don’t worry,” he murmured. “I will.”

~

All talk ceased as they undulated together, Harry’s fingers diving for Malfoy’s cock to stroke and tease, even as he settled between Malfoy’s legs.

When he positioned Malfoy’s legs over his shoulders, Malfoy stared into his eyes, his expression open, vulnerable. The heat in his eyes shot directly to Harry’s core, igniting a fire. Harry deliberately slowed, take his time to savour Malfoy.

“So beautiful,” Harry whispered, thumbing Malfoy’s kiss-swollen lower lip.

Malfoy’s expression went even softer. “Yeah?”

Harry nodded, kissing him again.

When his cock prodded Malfoy’s hole, they both gasped, and when Harry slid home, it was sublime.

~
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Sure hope everyone had a good weekend - lazy one here for us - and looking forward to the eclipse tomorrow!   It's supposed to be cloudy here, so we are hoping the weather people are wrong (usually are)...and we get to see , or...well....kinda see the eclipse?  we are in the 85% full zone - so it should be quite the sight to see.  Will you be watching?     Tonight I have a gorgeous quick page that Anita made with My Old Journal to share with you - - the collection is on sale until Monday at midnight!
 


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a photo of a public pool being invaded by dogs for it's first dog pool day - cover for a small story on dogs

Allentown has done something rather spectacular! The town has now opened its pools to not only the public this summer, but they decided to embrace a rather late summer tradition..  Now, one of Allentown's public pools has gone to the dogs! It happened this Saturday, August 19th, 2017!

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photos showing cats contributing to the war efforts

 While cats might not immediately stand out as brave military animals, the fluffy little felines served an important role in the lives of soldiers, serving as mousers and ratters to protect vital food stores and prevent the spread of disease. But perhaps more importantly, cats often served as a morale boost for soldiers. Many cats were adopted as "mascots" whether it was in the trenches of WWI, aboard battleships, planes or tanks. Via: Flashback & Meowingtons

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http://www.independent.ie/entertainment/television/tv-news/we-want-the-tick-to-resonate-in-20-years-the-way-buffy-does-now-buffy-writer-david-fury-on-new-superhero-show-36045405.html

He tells Independent.ie that he considers his new show to be "very much like a Mutant Enemy show very much like Buffy. We really want it to resonate in the same way that Buffy does 20 years from now."

Weekly Random Post of Random

Aug. 20th, 2017 02:05 pm
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Have a great week, everyone! Love trumps hate. <3
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http://happierinhollywood.com/episode13/

In case you didn't know, TV writers/producers have a podcast about working in Hollywood. In episode 13 they interview writer, actor, and producer Felicia Day.

They discuss auditions, ComicCon, The Guild, and advice for forging your own path to success.

Drabble: Severus' Auror

Aug. 20th, 2017 12:45 am
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Title: Severus' Auror
Author: [personal profile] alisanne
Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Kingsley Shacklebolt, Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Peter Pettigrew, Voldemort.
Word Count: 100 x 9
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for [livejournal.com profile] snape100/[community profile] snape100/[community profile] snape100's prompt # 704: The Snapely Alphabet of Places - Yorkshire Moors.
This is part Sixteen of my Snape: Horcrux Hunter series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Warning(s): AU.
Beta(s): [personal profile] emynn.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.


~

Severus’ Auror

~

As they all followed Lucius to Malfoy Manor’s library, Narcissa murmured, “Dating Ravenclaws now?”

Severus raised an eyebrow. “Just the one. You know him?”

“Naturally. The Shacklebolts are part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight. Plus, everyone had a crush on him.”

“Even you?”

“No, I was already betrothed.” Narcissa winked. “But that doesn’t mean I didn’t notice him.”

“If you’re through gossiping, we’re here,” grumbled Lucius, opening the door.

The library was two floors, a spiral staircase in the centre. Lucius walked over to a shelf. “It’s here, in the Yorkshire Moors section.” Pulling it out, he handed it to Severus.

~

As soon as he touched it, Severus sensed malevolence. Gingerly opening it, he frowned upon finding the pages blank.

Lucius walked over to Narcissa, who was browsing through books. “We really should go now.”

“Wait.” Kingsley materialized beside Severus. Eyeing the book, he said, “Perhaps we should put something in its place. He may come looking.” Raising his wand, he uttered a spell, and another, identical book appeared in his hand.

“He’ll know that’s not his,” said Lucius.

“Not unless he picks it up.” Kingsley approached the bookshelf. “Where was it? Next to Yorkshire Moors?”

“Yes.” Lucius exhaled. “Please hurry.”

~

Kingsley placed the fake book on the shelf before turning towards Severus. “Ready?”

Severus nodded, pocketing the Horcrux.

Just then, the library door opened. Kingsley’d just disappeared as someone said, “Hullo?”

Lucius raised an eyebrow. “Pettigrew? Why are you here?”

Pettigrew’s eyed them, expression suspicious. “The Dark Lord summoned me.”

Severus sneered. “Then perhaps you should report to him instead of sneaking up on people.”

Pettigrew’s expression closed. “I heard voices and decided to investigate. Can’t be too careful these days.”

“Indeed.” Severus moved towards the door. “Excuse us, we were just leaving.”

“I thought you’d already left,” said Voldemort.

~

Severus froze as Voldemort pushed past Pettigrew, entering.

Voldemort’s eyes narrowed. “Lucius? I believe I instructed you to go.”

“Yes, my Lord.” Lucius cleared his throat. “I…that is, we—”

“I needed a book, my Lord,” said Narcissa.

“A…book.” Voldemort raised an eyebrow. “What book?”

Narcissa pulled one from her robes. “This herbal remedy book came from my grandmother.”

“‘Herbs of the Yorkshire Moors’?” Voldemort read. “Very well. Are you done in here?”

“Yes, my Lord. We were just leaving,” said Lucius.

“Excellent.” Voldemort swiveled to look at Severus. “But that doesn’t explain Severus’ presence. Are you leaving, too?”

~

Severus inclined his head. “Oh no, my Lord. I accompanied them because I wanted access to one of their grimoires. I’d hoped it would help with some of the potions I’m developing.”

“Of course.” Voldemort nodded. “You’re a dedicated man, Severus. And don’t worry. If you require access to a grimoire in future, I’ll simply have Lucius return. After all, their trip is just temporary.”

“Of course, my Lord.” Severus bowed.

Voldemort turned towards Pettigrew. “Peter, come. I believe you have news for me.”

“Yes, my Lord.” Pettigrew smirked at Severus. “I’ve very interesting news about someone in Godric’s Hollow.”

~

One they were alone, Lucius groaned. “We must go now! If he finds us here again—”

Severus frowned. “Godric’s Hollow? There’s only one person there in whom he could be interested. But why?”

“You’re asking us?” said Lucius, blinking. “We’ve no idea!”

“I was asking Kingsley.” Severus frowned, walking over to the Yorkshire Moors shelf again. “Kingsley?”

Homenum Revelio!” said Lucius. When nothing happened, he threw up his hands. “See? He left, something we should also do.”

Severus closed his eyes as he realised what Kingsley had done. “Salazar.”

“What?” snapped Lucius.

Severus sighed. “Nothing. You’re right, we should go.”

~

“Finally!” said Lucius. But when, as they exited the library, Severus turned away from the exit, he cried, “Where are you going now?”

“To get Kingsley. I believe he followed Pettigrew and the Dark Lord.”

“What?!” Lucius groaned. “Why in Salazar’s name would he do something so foolish?”

“To spy on them, get more information,” Severus whispered. “I can’t leave him here. I must find him.”

“He’s an Auror,” Lucius reminded him. “He can take care of himself. Plus, why do you even ca—?” He paused as Narcissa whispered in his ear. “Really, Severus?” he said, tone dry.

Severus flushed.

~

Flustered, Severus turned away. “Look, I’m going to find him. You don’t have to help me—”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Lucius sighed. “You’re the only reason we have a chance to escape this madness. The least we can do is help find your lover before the Dark Lord murders him.”

“Thank you,” Severus said. “Where do you think they would have gone?”

Lucius shook his head. “There’s no way to know. He’s used every part of the Manor for his…audiences.” He shuddered.

Narcissa sighed. “Dobby!”

Dobby appeared. “Yes, Mistress?”

“Take us to Severus’ Auror immediately,” she said.

“At once, Mistress.”

~

Dobby deposited Severus, Lucius, and Narcissa in the hallway outside the dining room.

“Kingsley?” Severus hissed. Receiving no answer, he crept closer, waving Lucius and Narcissa back.

“…explain again how you overheard this prophecy,” said Voldemort.

“Dumbledore was interviewing someone, one of the Yorkshire Moor Trelawneys, for Divination professor. Just before leaving, she fell into a trance and said what I told you.”

“‘Thrice defied’—” Voldemort hummed. “Several people fit that description, and they’re all hiding.”

“True, but Lily Potter’s pregnant, due in July, and I’m their Secret Keeper.”

Severus went cold. Stepping back, he collided with someone, and yelped.

~
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They moved the rain to Monday and Tuesday now - figures - we are in an area that will see, or SHOULD see most of the eclipse - and it will be a cloudy sky.   dang it - - hoping it doesn't rain  until after 3 pm now, lol!   Got some work done outside, but it got too hot (and wearing bandana's that cover your entire head doesn't help any, along with long sleeves)  and I had to come in.   Going out much earlier tomorrow to see what I can get done.   Tonight I have an adorable cluster that Jenni put together using My Old Journal to share with you!
 


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photos of Japanese grandmother and her cat

17 years ago, photographer Miyoko Ihara has started to take photographs of her grandmother, Misao. Miyoko wanted to leave a living proof of her. One day, her grandmother found an odd-eyed kitten in the shed. She named the cat "Fukumaru" in hope that "God of fuku (good fortune) comes and everything will be smoothed over like maru (circle)". Even though she is 91 years old, she still go out into the fields every day and Fukumaru always accompany her. The grandmother whose hearing become weak and Fukumaru who has hearing disabilities are always looking into each other's eyes and feeling warmth each other.
Seeing that the strong bond and love between the two shines out of every photo, Miyoko published a hard cover portrait album, called "Misao the Big Mama and Fukumaru the Cat". Check out the pictures below and feel the rush of good emotions!




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a photo of the rally cat - cover for a story about the rally cat that ran in the middle of the field

Remember that story we did, about the rally cat that ran into the middle of a major league baseball game? Well here is the latest update on what is happening. And yes, the cutie Rally Cat had been captured, and taken to a rescue shelter and has received medical attention that was need.

Now, there is a whole new issue... a full-on custody battle! There's a dispute between the shelter that found and rescued the cat from the streets and the team that won a game after the little guy made a surprising appearance on the field. (Good Luck?)

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No Man’s Land

Aug. 19th, 2017 10:00 am
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Remember when hating fascism didn’t make you a liberal? WTF? Over.
-- Shannyn Moore, Alaskan journalist, writer.



Slavery.

Horrible, right?

I mean, right?

Sure, of course. Of course.

Slavery. We can say that’s bad without having to caveat it.

Slavery. You remember how that works, don’t you? Sure you do. Back in the heyday of American slavery, you go to an African nation, grab any random black person, and you’re like, hey, you belong to me now. You’re mine. You’re worth a lot of money. You’re a resource here for the taking, like gold or oil or lumber or land. You’re not people, you’re property. My property. You have no rights, no say in your own life, your own body, your own children.  In fact, your children are mine too, to beat, to rape, to work to death. You’re farm equipment. You’re livestock, no more, no less. Get in the boat. Pick the cotton all the live long day.

That’s some shady shit, right there.

Slavery, that’s evil. Horrible. Immoral. Wrong.

Agreed? I mean, we are all agreed on this, aren’t we?

I honestly thought that would be the one thing we Americans could all agree on.

Black, white, yellow, red, gay, straight, left, right, liberal, conservative, Republican, Democrat, Libertarian, Christian, Muslim, Jew, atheist, Biggie, Tupac, whatever we identify as, I thought that would be the one thing we Americans could agree on without caveat.

Slavery sucks.

Slavery is bad.

Slavery is an evil blot on American history.

Slavery will always be our eternal shame as a nation. We can surely all agree on that, can’t we? 

Nobody needs to defend slavery. I mean, we can as a nation acknowledge slavery existed. We can freely (heh) acknowledge slavery is part of our history as a nation. We can acknowledge that it was the economic foundation of part of our country. We can acknowledge that many of our institutions, the very symbols of what we nowadays regard as freedom, were built by people who were property.

It’s a hundred years behind us now, slavery. None of us now were slavers. None of us now alive were slaves. But we can remember. We can say the words without flinching, can’t we? We can acknowledge that terrible history without the need to defend any of it. We can honor the victims of it and denounce the institution and learn from our terrible, complicated heritage. All of it. And we can acknowledge that while slavery might have helped build this nation, slavery as an institution uprooted hundreds of thousands of innocent people, destroyed their lives and families, erased their histories, and the effects of that terrible diaspora are still being felt today.

Certainly we can admit that. Without caveat.

That’s what I thought.

Foolishly, as it turns out.

I said this online after Michelle Obama talked about slavery’s role in building the White House.

I said, hey, at least we can all condemn slavery without caveat. Right? I mean, slavery, right?

That’s when the slavery apologists showed up.

Hold on, they said. Black people started it. Oh yes. Africans had slaves. It’s true! Black people invented slavery, Bro! It’s in the bible! And American slaves, well, see, at least they were enslaved by, like, Christian white people and so our slaves got to learn about Jesus! That’s good, isn’t it? And they didn’t have, like, technology back then so people had to do the work. Somebody had to pick the cotton, right? Without human power, why, America wouldn’t even exist. It’s not racism, man, somebody had to do the work and those people were, you know, convenient. What about that? Plus, slaves were really, like, valuable. White people loved their slaves. Because, they, like, cost a lot. So, you know, white people took care of them, slaves got free food and free clothes and nice little free slave houses to live in and free healthcare, and…



…and I sat there, watching these comments come in with my mouth hanging open.



Yes. I know.

I know. I knew this was out there. I did. But still.

If you’re a person of color, you’re laughing at me right now, aren’t you? I’m a straight white male and that gives me the privilege of being just that goddamned naïve. I know. You’re shaking your head and laughing at me. And I deserve it. 

I know. I do.

Because I really was naïve enough to think this was something we could all agree on. I’ve been doing this for a long time. I get thousands of messages per week. A significant percentage of those are from haters and bigots and conspiracy nuts and the proudly ignorant. I mean, I’m a cynical son of a bitch and I expect the worst from people pretty much all of the time. I’m not stupid. I expected a few of these comments.

But this was hundreds.

White conservatives, of course, most of them. With a few supposed white liberals tossed in for leavening. And it wasn’t just me, those comments were everywhere on social media, under articles in the Washington Post and the Wall Street Journal and the New York Times and the Atlanta Journal Constitution.

Slavery apologia is a reflex with these people. 

Slavery was bad, but

But.

But, if this guy, me, this liberal, this progressive, this guy I don’t like, if that guy – let alone Michelle Obama for crying out loud – says slavery was bad, well, I have to reflexively counter. I have to caveat it. Have to. No matter how staggeringly stupid the argument is, I have to use it, have to counter, have to defend the horrible evil institution of slavery, have to justify it in some way, have to rationalize it, have to make it sound … less bad, less evil, somehow.

Now, before we go any further, let me make something clear: No, I don’t think all conservatives are slavery apologists.

No, I don’t think all white Americans are slavery apologists.

But a hell of a lot of them are.

Out of reflex.

Out of political reflex. If the other side is against it, they have to be for it – one way or the other, no matter how noxious, no matter how torturous the logic, no matter how ridiculous.

Slavery is one thing all decent Americans, left or right, republican or democrat, black or white, should be able to agree on without caveat, without a “but” in the middle of the sentence.

Slavery is bad. Period. No buts.

No buts.



But – but – of course that’s not the case.



This morning I listened to a caller on C-Span’s Washington Journal:

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He says he’s going to join in the so-called “Free Speech” rally in Boston today.

He’s going to march with avowed white supremacists, with Nazis.

Not because he is a Nazi, he says, but because he’s a Trump supporter.

He going to join white supremacists “as someone – they’re going to paint us as racists anyway, so there’s nothing that we can say to placate the other side, so, keep going. There’s no other option.”

There’s no other option than to stand with Nazis?

Seriously?

This guy, he would rather stand with Nazis – goddamned Nazis – than his fellow Americans.

He looked out there, he saw the sides, and he chose … white supremacists.

He would rather stand with Nazis, with the Klan, with Confederates, than join his fellow Americans, black, white, left, right, conservative, liberal, Republican, Democrat, his fellow Americans standing against fascism. 

No other option. Keep going. Join the Nazis.



Well, I say to you there is another option. Stand with us. Join us. Be an American.



As my fellow Alaskan, writer and journalist Shannyn Moore, said, “Remember when hating fascism didn’t make you a liberal?”

When did standing against fascism, against hate, against racism, against Nazis – Nazis – become a liberal thing?

When did defending sedition, treason, fascism, hate, violence, murder, genocide, intolerance, racism, slavery, and Nazis become a conservative thing?

I mean, you would think we could all agree on this – even if it is the only thing we can agree on.

You would think that we, we Americans, we could all agree that standing against fascism, against white supremacists, against the Klan, against Nazis for fucks's sake, wouldn't be a left, right, liberal, conservative, republican, democrat thing.

This is an American thing.

This should be the one thing we all agree on.

This should be the one thing our leaders, no matter their party or ideology, should agree on.

This is the one thing we all must agree on. Without caveat. Without qualification.

If you must qualify your denouncement of fascism, of Nazis, of the Klan, of the Confederacy, of slavery, of evil, with a “but” in the middle of your sentence, you’re the problem.



Standing against Nazis without caveat, without qualification, without equivocation should be an American thing.


Look left.

Look right.

Who are you standing with?

Nazis? The Klan? Confederates? Slavery apologists?

That flag waving over you head? Is it Old Glory? Or the swastika and the Stars & Bars?

In this fight, there is no neutral ground.

In this fight, silence is agreement.

In this fight, if you stand with Confederates, then you’re a traitor. You’re the enemy of America.

If you stand with the Klan, you’re a bigot, a racist, a hater, a villain.

If you stand with fascists, you’re a goddamned fascist.

If you stand with Nazis, then you’re a fucking Nazi.

And it’s really just as simple as that.

You’re not a machine. You’re not an animal. You’re a human being and you don’t have to be a slave to reflex. If you can’t reject this evil without caveat, without a kneejerk “but” in the middle of your response, without attempting to justify evil out of political reflex, then you have lost your mind. You’re the problem. You’re what gives evil a leg up.

Look left.

Look right.

Who are you standing with? Nazis? Or Americans?

If you don’t stand up, if you don’t take a side, if you turn away now, then you are complicit.

If you don’t choose, you’ve chosen evil.

If you can’t forcefully denounce evil without caveat, without condition, without a “but,” then you’ve chosen evil.

This isn’t about the left. This isn’t about right. This isn’t about Republican or Democrat. This isn’t about liberal or conservative.

This is about the world we leave to our children.

This is about the United States of America.

This is about our place in history.

This is about evil and what you intend to do about it.

Pick a side.

Take a stand.

Turn out in the streets. Raise your voice. Fight if you have to. This is the critical moment. This is the critical moment and history will remember what you do next.

And what you do defines all of us as a people, as a nation, as Americans.

There is no gray area here. Either you stand with the Nazis, or you stand with us.

If you want a better nation, you have to be better citizens.

Without caveat.

Inspirations....

Aug. 19th, 2017 09:53 am
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a picture of two cats that might be working for the british parliament soon - cover for a story on how two cats are perfect for hunting mice

The Battersea Dogs and Cats home has been pushing for Parliament to get a cat to sort out its rampant mouse problem since 2014, and they think they have found the two perfect participants.

The charity approached the House of Commons to suggest taking on one of their mousers (Peggy or Simba) in early 2014. I was revealed that the cost of pest control for Parliament during the 2012/13 financial year was estimated to be £73,552. Now in 2017, this cost has ballooned to £130,000 a year! People have been pleading for a cat after mice swarm through offices and cause havoc in the tea room. Luckily, Battersea has picked out two cats who would be perfect for Parliament.



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http://www.ifccenter.com/films/rebel-in-the-rye/

IFC Center in New York is having multiple screenings of "Rebel in the Rye," written and directed by Danny Strong (with Adam Busch in a small role). There will be Q&As with the filmmaker at most screenings.

Fic: Slytherin Subtlety

Aug. 19th, 2017 02:37 am
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Title: Slytherin Subtlety
Author: [personal profile] alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Lucius Malfoy
Summary: Severus is getting less subtle with age.
Word Count: 365
Warnings: All dialogue.
A/N: Written for [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts365/[community profile] hogwarts365's prompt # 205: “A year ago... I would’ve never pictured my life the way it is now.”, Rental, Competition.
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~

Slytherin Subtlety

~

“There you are, old friend, it appears congratulations are in order.”

“Lucius. I knew I’d see you here. You do love Ministry events.”

“One must keep one’s hand in. Are you going to pretend you didn’t hear my question?”

“Did you ask one?”

“Dear me, you’re being slippery tonight. I noticed your arrival with Potter. I take it things between you are…cordial?”

“What are you suggesting? Potter and I are colleagues and happened to arrived together. It was a coincidence.”

“You sound defensive. There’s nothing wrong with taking a younger lover. I’ve considered it.”

“And then you realised Narcissa would have your guts for garters?”

“Oh, she’s understanding.”

“She’s not that understanding.”

“You always were wise beyond your years. But back to you and Potter. Would you mind if I approached him?”

“Approached him?”

“Well, yes. He’s…attractive, and since you’re not involved, we wouldn’t be in competition. An relationship with him could be advantageous…Severus? Why are you looking at me like—? Merlin!”

“Dear me. I’ve never seen formal robes rip like that. Surely they weren’t a rental?”

“How dare—?”

“Everything all right here?”

“Potter. Yes, everything’s fine. Lucius was just leaving.”

“Tsk, Severus. You used to be subtle.”

“Goodnight, Lucius.”

“What was that about?”

“I believe Lucius had too much to drink.”

“Funny, he looked fine to me.”

“You’ve made a habit of watching him, have you?”

“Severus, are you jealous?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. And should you be standing so close to me? We are in public view.”

“I don’t care if people know we’re together. Plus, maybe then people will stop flirting with you.”

“Flirting? With me? Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Malfoy was standing rather close.”

“Now who’s jealous?”

“I’m not afraid to admit it.”

“No, I suppose you’re not.”

“Why are you shaking your head?”

“Because a year ago…I’d never have pictured my life the way it is now.”

“And now?”

“And now I can’t picture it any other way.”

“You say the most romantic things.”

“Probably because you’re inspiring.”

“You’re inspiring me right now. Let’s get out of here.”

“People may talk. Lucius was already suspicious.”

“Let them talk, I don’t care.”

“Indeed. I find we’re in agreement. Come.”

~

How Do Dogs "See" With Their Noses?

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You may have heard the expression that dogs 'see with their noses.' But these creature's amazing nasal architecture actually reveals a whole world beyond what we can see. This great illustrates how the dog's nose can smell the past, the future and even things that can't be seen at all. 

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Posted by Bruce Schneier

Watch a brittle star catch a squid, and then lose it to another brittle star.

As usual, you can also use this squid post to talk about the security stories in the news that I haven't covered.

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