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Branded / Family Mark
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ieuneTitle: Branded
Challenge/Prompt: Symbol
Fanfiction: Potterverse.
Own character.
Rating: G
Warnings: ~~
Disclaimer: The Potterverse belongs to JKR. Napier is mine.
Summary: “In the light of the feral situation, Emergency Ministry Statute Number 147 to be enacted: all Registered werewolves to be taken up and branded. Any werewolf found not so branded will be assumed feral and put down.”
Author's Notes: Set during ‘Deathly Hallows’.
He’d known they were outside his sanctuary. The scent of flesh biteriptear so close drove him mad, chained to the wall. Gasping back his right mind post-transformation they don’t give him chance to get his wand but it takes both of them to subdue him.
“By order of Senior Under Secretary Umbridge—”
Red faces, panting garlic breath.
Impotent under the Full Body Bind, he glares defiance at death.
“Werewolf, registered, number eighty-one, to be branded this day.”
A wand tip presses to his scratched forearm, presses hard and doesn’t relent until the tattoo burns black; a wolf’s head, howling.
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Title: Family Mark
Challenge/Prompt: Symbol
Fanfiction: Harry Potter
Own character.
Rating: G
Warnings: ~~
Disclaimer: The Potterverse belongs to JKR. Marcus is mine.
Summary: The shipwright puts the finishing touches to the Cutter's carved garboard.
Author's Notes: Marcus is Jèrriais (born and lives on the Channel Island of Jersey) and speaks Jersey Norman French, hence some not-quite-French-looking spellings.
Guided by skilled fingers, the gouge bites into the seasoned wood. With each nibble, each a little deeper than the last, the flat pencil lines take on dimensional form. Memories come unbidden as he works; P’pèe’s hands guiding this same gouge, shaping each delicate curve, undercutting just enough to create a semblance of reality in this identifying mark. Twelve generations of his family have used this flower to mark possessions or identify their work since Estin D’Caën quit Nouormandy in his drakkar to settle new lands. Last of his bloodline, Marcus blows away the swarf and smiles. Another perfect anemone.
Challenge/Prompt: Symbol
Fanfiction: Potterverse.
Own character.
Rating: G
Warnings: ~~
Disclaimer: The Potterverse belongs to JKR. Napier is mine.
Summary: “In the light of the feral situation, Emergency Ministry Statute Number 147 to be enacted: all Registered werewolves to be taken up and branded. Any werewolf found not so branded will be assumed feral and put down.”
Author's Notes: Set during ‘Deathly Hallows’.
He’d known they were outside his sanctuary. The scent of flesh biteriptear so close drove him mad, chained to the wall. Gasping back his right mind post-transformation they don’t give him chance to get his wand but it takes both of them to subdue him.
“By order of Senior Under Secretary Umbridge—”
Red faces, panting garlic breath.
Impotent under the Full Body Bind, he glares defiance at death.
“Werewolf, registered, number eighty-one, to be branded this day.”
A wand tip presses to his scratched forearm, presses hard and doesn’t relent until the tattoo burns black; a wolf’s head, howling.
Title: Family Mark
Challenge/Prompt: Symbol
Fanfiction: Harry Potter
Own character.
Rating: G
Warnings: ~~
Disclaimer: The Potterverse belongs to JKR. Marcus is mine.
Summary: The shipwright puts the finishing touches to the Cutter's carved garboard.
Author's Notes: Marcus is Jèrriais (born and lives on the Channel Island of Jersey) and speaks Jersey Norman French, hence some not-quite-French-looking spellings.
Guided by skilled fingers, the gouge bites into the seasoned wood. With each nibble, each a little deeper than the last, the flat pencil lines take on dimensional form. Memories come unbidden as he works; P’pèe’s hands guiding this same gouge, shaping each delicate curve, undercutting just enough to create a semblance of reality in this identifying mark. Twelve generations of his family have used this flower to mark possessions or identify their work since Estin D’Caën quit Nouormandy in his drakkar to settle new lands. Last of his bloodline, Marcus blows away the swarf and smiles. Another perfect anemone.
