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06 April 2006 @ 05:29 pm
"A Careful Soldier" Albus/Harry, G  
Title: A Careful Soldier
Ship: Albus/Harry
Rating: G
Word Count: 335
Warnings: light/implied chan
Summary: It is part of Albus Dumbledore's job to see that nothing is out of place. For happiestwhen.

Morning comes as lightly as the footsteps of a careful soldier, or the quiet footsteps of a headmaster inspecting the school before dawn. It is part of Albus Dumbledore's job to see that nothing is out of place and that no wayward students are still in the hallways in the moments before morning when they should be sleeping.

The Great Hall is empty and his breathing echoes loudly in its emptiness. The grounds appear deserted as he peers at them through the windows near the large oak doors. (A house elf scurries past him and toward the kitchens.) The halls near the stairways are locked and sealed with timed magic, and Albus can feel the charms fading as he strolls past.

The library is the only room that is not deserted; Albus can hear sharp breathing from behind a bookcase.

Light falls on Harry's face and shines into his glasses (set askew by sleep-movements) as he slumbers with his head resting on a large stack of books. The awkward light fully hits the boy's face as he shifts, and Albus watches as he struggles to stay asleep. (As he fights the morning.) He eventually surrenders to consciousness and stretches, adjusting his glasses and feeling around for his wand.

"Harry," Albus says quietly, and Harry looks up quickly, his wand at the ready. Seeing this sudden reaction, the headmaster smiles. "I believe the library isn't quite open. Maybe you should try back another time."

The first-year blushes and collects his things, mumbling apologies as he stands and pulls at his robes. Albus notices that the books are the lists of students that had attended Hogwarts that Minerva had suggested they bind.

"I was just looking for information, sir. About my parents. I was curious," Harry murmurs as he leaves, seeing that the professor had noticed what he was reading. The first sounds of breakfast in the Great Hall ring through the castle, and Harry disappears and heads toward them.

Albus is sorry to see him go.

i dance in the rainistalksnape on April 11th, 2006 03:55 am (UTC)

i feel real weird for youmondayagain on April 11th, 2006 09:06 pm (UTC)

This is the only Albus/Harry I've written, and I kind of like it, so I'm glad to see it's generating a response. :>

i feel real weird for you: let us not go to camelotmondayagain on April 15th, 2006 03:18 am (UTC)
Also! Only three parenthetical statements! This is a record!
i dance in the rainistalksnape on April 15th, 2006 05:26 pm (UTC)
I think you should find the percentage of sentences that are parenthetical. You never know, you may have more in one!fic, but that fic is longer. You might have already met a record!

That's a nice random exclamation point I typed up there.