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GoldenLugia · 09-28-2006, 03:16 PM

Greetings fellow drabblers! So great to see so many great drabbles (in this case, ficlets) being posted.

I can only hope that you will continue to be inspired by the many wonderful writers SS has to offer!

Without any further ado, enjoy the following 50 ~~mini~~ tales of Milly/Duddy!

1. Accio 2. Avada Kedavra 3. Braking Charm 4. Blasting Curse 5. Colloportus 6. Crucio 7. Confundus 8. Diffindo 9. Disapparate 10. Engorgio 11. Expecto Patronum 12. Furnunculus 13. Flagrate 14. Horn Tongue 15. Hurling Hex 16. Impedimenta 17. Imperio 18. Incarcerous 19. Jelly Legs 20. Knitting Charm 21. Langlock 22. Legilimens 23. Levicorpus 24. Lumos 25. Mobilicorpus 26. Morsmordre 27. Muffliato 28. Nox 29. Obliviate 30. Oppugno 31. Orchideous 32. Petrificus Totalus 33. Point Me 34. Protego 35. Quietus 36. Reducto 37. Relashio 38. Rictusempra 39. Sectumsempra 40. Sonorus 41. Scourgify 42. Silencio 43. SpeRevelio 44. Stupefy 45. Tarantallegra 46. Tergeo 47. Twitchy Ears Hex 48. Unbreakable Vow 49. Wingardium Leviosa 50. Waddiwasi

GoldenLugia · 09-28-2006, 04:08 PM

"Fickle" #46 (Tergeo): The Heavy, Ironic Secret
- dedicated to Lissy and Lee. 3 cheers to you two!

A light tinkle could be heard along Privet Drive.

No, no, not a fellytone call.

Neither would it be wise to blame the sound on a bad musician.

And, dear me, certainly not a toddler doing its business.

If your ears led the way (not the nose – shame on those who thought the latter), your mission will end in the kitchen of number four.

“Tergeo!”

Milly tapped one piece of china after another with her wand, gradually siphoning off water to yield dry, sparkling silverware.

“Has your dad locked the cupboard?” she whispered.

Dudley nodded.

The Dursleys’ secret remained safeguarded.

GoldenLugia · 10-01-2006, 06:39 AM

"Fickle" #20 (Knitting Charm): The Knitty-Gritty of Magic

- dedicated to all Milly/Duddy fans out there!

Dudley and Milly emerged from the kitchen. Beaming, Petunia nudged her beetroot of a husband to make room.
Vernon grunted, ruffling his newspaper to expressing irritation.

After much squeezing, fifteen minutes passed amid awkward silence.

“My dear, would you –” Petunia gestured at the half-knitted undergarment. “It’s for Uncle Vern-vern, you see.”

My wand! I remember holding it when leaving the kitchen.

She nudged Dudley, mouthing ‘wand’ and pointing at his multi-layered backside.

He reached into the depths of the sofa. Out emerged his hand with the wand clutched in the opposite way.

Dudley’s Smeltings’ uniform unraveled before their eyes.

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