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crack_van2007-01-03 03:52 pm
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In Curves, Not Angles by Casira (NC-17)
Fandom: HARRY POTTER
Pairing: James/Lily, Sirius/Remus
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casirafics
Author Website: Author's page on Skyhawke
Why this must be read:
In Curves, Not Angles is a funny, painful, brilliant little bodyswap that says so much about the Marauders after they left school; the friends you'd die for and the friends-of-friends you barely tolerate, and what happens when those lines get blurred.
"Well, excuse me!" Lily's voice burst out. "I'm not used to hips and tits and four pounds' worth of baby--"
Blood roared in James' ears, in a sudden rush of panic. The baby. Lily's baby. His baby.
Lily, pregnant -- and Sirius was driving.
"Make him walk carefully," James demanded. He caught his breath -- and then some weird thread of logic made him finish, "And don't let him wear your heels!"
Without saying goodbye, he slammed down the phone and ran for the fireplace.
In Curves, Not Angles
Pairing: James/Lily, Sirius/Remus
Author on LJ:
casiraficsAuthor Website: Author's page on Skyhawke
Why this must be read:
In Curves, Not Angles is a funny, painful, brilliant little bodyswap that says so much about the Marauders after they left school; the friends you'd die for and the friends-of-friends you barely tolerate, and what happens when those lines get blurred.
"Well, excuse me!" Lily's voice burst out. "I'm not used to hips and tits and four pounds' worth of baby--"
Blood roared in James' ears, in a sudden rush of panic. The baby. Lily's baby. His baby.
Lily, pregnant -- and Sirius was driving.
"Make him walk carefully," James demanded. He caught his breath -- and then some weird thread of logic made him finish, "And don't let him wear your heels!"
Without saying goodbye, he slammed down the phone and ran for the fireplace.
In Curves, Not Angles