Just blame it on the alcohol...

The good thing is, the fics are getting shorter. So you might have to brace yourselves for another ficlet, really short, and then maybe a haiku, and that ought to be the end of it. I do hope it will be, because I'm not sure if I'll survive another weekend of irrestible inspiration. My bum hurts, and my eyes hurt. The symptoms of martyrdom, I assure you.

Besides, fluffy Lucius/Hermione really isn't on. But, as I told Shiv this morning, you just don't have a choice if your brain supplies you with the completely unbidden image of... well, you'll see. It's the last scene. Personally, I think Lucius really is more of a cat person, or in this particular story, a Kneazle person. All that preening and coat-cleaning is very Lucius.

Prepare yourselves for fluff, humor and a hint of lemon.

( The Rules of Pureblood Courtship, Part 1 )

The Rules of Pureblood Courtship, Part 2

( The Rules of Pureblood Courtship, Part 2 )