Legal Disclaimer: I own my stuff, but not the original source material. That belongs to whoever. Also, the opinions and interpretations I use here may not reflect the same in said whoever that owns the source material. Look, I'm just a poor college librarian. Suing me isn't going to get you anything but tears.
Warning: This work may be offensive to some readers. Real world genocidal stuff is also referenced. Feel free to back out if need be.
Author's Note: I am being random.
Submitting Info:
Stacked with: Hogwarts (Term 15); MC4A (Year 4)
Individual Challenges: In a Flash; Bucket Listing (Y); Two Cakes (Y); Eating Cake (Y); Old Shoes (Y); Hold the Mayo; Gender Bender; Sliding Scale; Red Era; Ethnic & Present; Rian-Russo Inversion; Gryffindor MC; Magical MC (Y); Adult Activities
House: Slytherin
Assignment No.: Term 15 – Assignment 04
Subject (Task No.): Religious Education (Task#3: Write about someone with a temper.)
Other Hogwarts Challenges: 365 [360](Time Travel); Fantastic Beasts [120](War AU); Auction [D31-A2](Passion/Candles)
Other MC4A Challenges: AU [2E](World War [Any]); FaB [2C] (Apple); Set [1E] (New Moon);Hunt [List](Prompt); Chim [Loride] (Gender Bend; Candles); Fire (Backwards Clock); Garden [Lawn Sculptures (Knife/Dagger); Blossoms (Jade Green); Meteorology (Rainy)]; TWT [Genderqueer Harini; Riddle Era](Task#4)(Rainy)
Representation(s): Desi & Fem Harry Potter; Time Travel
Primary & Secondary Bonus Challenges: Messing with Morlocks; Corvid Brain
Tertiary & Generic Bonus Challenges: TY (n/a); War (Ennui)
Word Count: 590 words
(^^)
Candles & Courgettes
(^^)
Harini cursed lightly as the power flickered before going out completely. So far this trip backwards in time and then to the countryside to escape the fighting that plagued the entire world right then was going splendidly. If she ever found the wix who had summoned that portal through time and then pushed her through it, Harini was going to murder them viciously with a spoon.
Why a spoon? Because it was dull and would hurt more!
Putting down the knife she had been using to cut the squash she wanted to use for her attempt at ratatouille, she fumbled for the utility drawer. She was certain that she had spotted some candles there when she had been exploring. Even if she couldn't find any matches or a lighter, she should be good since one of the collection of spells she had mastered wandless had been a simple spark spell.
It sucked that the power had to go out on a night when there wouldn't have been a moon, even if it wasn't raining cats and dogs outside. That fit her luck as much as finding only a few broken stubs of candles in the drawer did. It seemed like everything in her life was going sideways, and it had seemed that way for a long while. Now she couldn't even get her magic to respond enough to light the pitiful candles that she had managed to find!
"Gah! Why can't anything go right for once?" she shouted to the empty cottage. Filled with a heated passion that even in her strope she could acknowledge did no good, she stomped her way into the small pantry that the cottage had off the kitchen. She managed to find more candles, along with a series of jade green candle holders shaped like apples. These candles took the sparks Harini managed to produce much easier, turning them into flickering little lights.
Shortly after she gotten the candles all lit, in their holders, and arranged around the kitchen so that she would have ample light to see what she was doing, her squash had gotten slight dry. She took a deep breath to calm her temper. She had already summoned fire magic recently. If she lost her temper now now, that was what her magic would reach for first.
If she burned down her cottage, she wasn't certain if being in the middle of nowhere would be enough to keep any kind of authority from getting too interested in her. It was already bad enough that she wouldn't be able to slip into the magical world for worry that she might accidentally influence her future. She really didn't need the muggles finding out about magic and start looking for magical beings.
That was a war that neither side would be prepared for, not in a million years, especially considering the that this particular world war ends. Setting off any kind of nuclear bomb was bad enough. She couldn't imagine setting one off on the major cities of European on the off chance of wiping out magic users. She had a feeling that tickling charms wouldn't be enough to offset radiation.
Harini looked out the window at the dark rain that was barely visible now with a candle flickering in front of it. She sighed deeply, just once. Then she picked her knife back up and went back to slicing courgette.
She shoved all her longing for her own time deep enough that she could keep going.
Because that was the only thing she could.