The thing that Ginevra Weasley liked best about Sirius Black was that her mother detested him.

Two and a half weeks of rebuilding the gaping hole in my belly with cold hatred, hot fury, and lukewarm indifference has all proved fruitless in the span of a minute and a half.

A minute and a half, and here I am again... Guts splashed on the floor, impotent rage and anguish splashed on my cheeks.




I need a drink.

I had promised not to come online until I finished devouring Book 7. I lied.

I also promised for this to primarily be a journal for my writing. That's proving to be false at well. However, I do not wish to share this post to my non-writing journal. I don't wish for the incessant queries it will spawn. However, I will place the rest under the cut.

( Details under the cut. )

Title: Cancer Of My Mind
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Ginny Weasley/Severus Snape
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-ish
Warnings: None.
Summary: Severus consumed.
Author's Notes: This was originally done for a Drabble challenge on snape_rarepairs, but I managed to work it into my fanfic100 table as well.

( Cancer Of My Mind )

It feels as if something is crawling beneath my skin.

Or it is my skin. Crawling



Squirming.


It doesn't want to be with me. It wants to be with him.










That makes two of us.

This table will be updated with links as I finish and post each completed piece. I will be linking to it with each post so that everyone can peruse my progress. It will also be found in my public memories and on my user info.

001.	Beginnings.	002.	Middles.	003.	Ends.	004.	Insides.	005.	Outsides.
006.	Hours.	007.	Days.	008.	Weeks.	009.	Months.	010.	Years.
011.	Red.	012.	Orange.	013.	Yellow.	014.	Green.	015.	Blue.
016.	Purple.	017.	Brown.	018.	Black.	019.	White.	020.	Colourless.
021.	Friends.	022.	Enemies.	023.	Lovers.	024.	Family.	025.	Strangers.
026.	Teammates.	027.	Parents.	028.	Children.	029.	Birth.	030.	Death.
031.	Sunrise.	032.	Sunset.	033.	Too Much.	034.	Not Enough.	035.	Sixth Sense.
036.	Smell.	037.	Sound.	038.	Touch.	039.	Taste.	040.	Sight.
041.	Shapes.	042.	Triangle.	043.	Square.	044.	Circle.	045.	Moon.
046.	Star.	047.	Heart.	048.	Diamond.	049.	Club.	050.	Spade.
051.	Water.	052.	Fire.	053.	Earth.	054.	Air.	055.	Spirit.
056.	Breakfast.	057.	Lunch.	058.	Dinner.	059.	Food.	060.	Drink.
061.	Winter.	062.	Spring.	063.	Summer.	064.	Fall.	065.	Passing. "Just Passing Through"
066.	Rain.	067.	Snow.	068.	Lightening.	069.	Thunder.	070.	Storm.
071.	Broken.	072.	Fixed.	073.	Light.	074.	Dark.	075.	Shade.
076.	Who?	077.	What?	078.	Where?	079.	When?	080.	Why?
081.	How?	082.	If.	083.	And.	084.	He.	085.	She. "Cancer Of My Mind"
086.	Choices.	087.	Life.	088.	School.	089.	Work.	090.	Home.
091.	Birthday.	092.	Christmas.	093.	Thanksgiving.	094.	Independence.	095.	New Year.
096.	Writer‘s Choice.	097.	Writer‘s Choice.	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.

Title: Just Passing Through
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Ginny Weasley/Severus Snape
Prompt: Passing
Word Count: 748
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Ginny continues to ask the question she's known the answer to for years.
Author's Notes: Any and all constructive criticism is both welcome and appreciated. Also, I do not currently have a Beta, so please excuse any errors or poor grammar. Any who wish to volunteer for the job, please leave a comment. I warn you, though, it may take a while for me to get these out.

( Just Passing Through. )

I just signed up to attempt the fanfic100 challenge. My fandom? Harry Potter. My pairing? Well, I like things complicated and interesting, so I chose my favorite pairing that fits both categories. Ginny Weasley and Severus Snape.

In doing this, I hope to largely devote this journal to my writing.

This should definitely be interesting. I'm not practiced at creative writing, and had never "published" the few pieces I have finished. Wish me luck.

Well, well, well.

There we were and here we are.

Perhaps now I may have peace of mind while minding my piece.