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The Tick-Tick-Ticking of Your Heart by fly_to_dawn (PG-13)
Fandom: HARRY POTTER
Pairing: Gen (Marlene McKinnon, Minerva McGonagall, Alice Longbottom, Sybill Trelawney, Andromeda Tonks, others)
Length: 10070 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fly_to_dawn
Author Website: MuggleNet profile
Why this must be read:
This is one of the best Harry Potter fanfics I've ever read. It *had* to be my first rec here.
This story has so many qualities, that it's hard to tell what the strongest one is. It may be the awesome women galore, or the gripping duel scenes, or the author's skill to flesh out minor characters, or the emotion that the most dramatic passages convey. Oh, well, what matters is that this is a superb gen fic. Highly recommended!
Everybody else from the Auror office had gone home. The two who usually stayed behind with her were Moody and Frank, but Moody had Order duty, and Frank was on leave for three days, having been hit in shoulder with Bellatrix Lestrange's cursed knife. He was supposed to be discharged tonight, and Alice wished he didn't have to spend the night alone - but this was her job, and tackling the Floor Network had become her personal mission.
Alice was in the Atrium at the Ministry of Magic, a row of fireplaces on either side of her. There was no one else in the ministry - the only things she could hear were the ticking of the clock behind her, and the steady thump of her heartbeat as she waited. It had been a week since the Aurors had noticed that the unauthorized uses of the Floor Network were actually Death Eaters, and this was why the disappearances and murders were becoming more and more frequent. The Department of Magical Transportation had promised a solution by the end of the week, but so far nothing had happened; and Alice, impatient, had taken matters into her own hands. She had set up what she hoped was a way of tracking unauthorized uses of the Floo Network and was waiting for a signal.
Both rows of fireplaces were lit up green, with powder automatically rising from a number of jars on the floor. The Atrium, which Alice had only ever seen full, looked unfamiliar when empty; the strange sight of Floo power repetitively rising only added to the uncanniness of the night. The flames continually gleamed green with each new whoosh of power, blissfully unaware of the night – and of these dark, hard times.
Alice fingered her tool belt that was strapped around her waist. There were small flasks of various potions - Veritaserum, a Strengthening Solution, and three others, as well as a pocket Foe-Glass, small knife, small-size telescope and dragon hide gloves. She was ready for anything. It was what Moody had taught her.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Alice saw one of the fires glow red.
The Tick-Tick-Ticking of Your Heart
Pairing: Gen (Marlene McKinnon, Minerva McGonagall, Alice Longbottom, Sybill Trelawney, Andromeda Tonks, others)
Length: 10070 words
Author on LJ:
fly_to_dawnAuthor Website: MuggleNet profile
Why this must be read:
This is one of the best Harry Potter fanfics I've ever read. It *had* to be my first rec here.
This story has so many qualities, that it's hard to tell what the strongest one is. It may be the awesome women galore, or the gripping duel scenes, or the author's skill to flesh out minor characters, or the emotion that the most dramatic passages convey. Oh, well, what matters is that this is a superb gen fic. Highly recommended!
Everybody else from the Auror office had gone home. The two who usually stayed behind with her were Moody and Frank, but Moody had Order duty, and Frank was on leave for three days, having been hit in shoulder with Bellatrix Lestrange's cursed knife. He was supposed to be discharged tonight, and Alice wished he didn't have to spend the night alone - but this was her job, and tackling the Floor Network had become her personal mission.
Alice was in the Atrium at the Ministry of Magic, a row of fireplaces on either side of her. There was no one else in the ministry - the only things she could hear were the ticking of the clock behind her, and the steady thump of her heartbeat as she waited. It had been a week since the Aurors had noticed that the unauthorized uses of the Floor Network were actually Death Eaters, and this was why the disappearances and murders were becoming more and more frequent. The Department of Magical Transportation had promised a solution by the end of the week, but so far nothing had happened; and Alice, impatient, had taken matters into her own hands. She had set up what she hoped was a way of tracking unauthorized uses of the Floo Network and was waiting for a signal.
Both rows of fireplaces were lit up green, with powder automatically rising from a number of jars on the floor. The Atrium, which Alice had only ever seen full, looked unfamiliar when empty; the strange sight of Floo power repetitively rising only added to the uncanniness of the night. The flames continually gleamed green with each new whoosh of power, blissfully unaware of the night – and of these dark, hard times.
Alice fingered her tool belt that was strapped around her waist. There were small flasks of various potions - Veritaserum, a Strengthening Solution, and three others, as well as a pocket Foe-Glass, small knife, small-size telescope and dragon hide gloves. She was ready for anything. It was what Moody had taught her.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Alice saw one of the fires glow red.
The Tick-Tick-Ticking of Your Heart