Excerpt From The New Fic I'm Working On! - Tumblr Posts
With Draco’s hands on him, Harry finally understands what it must be like to be a Phoenix; it feels like he’s going up in flames, like he’s losing himself to smoke.
“Hello? Hello in thereeee,” she screeches. Regulus winces and opens his eyes. He can’t wait them out forever.
“See I knew he was awake,” she calls triumphantly over her shoulder.
The boy walks forward into his line of sight and Regulus twitches hard enough that the ropes dig painfully into his skin.
He’s James but also… decidedly not. His shoulders are a little slimmer and his hair a little curlier. He’s all Potter cheekbones and mouth but his tan complexion is a shade lighter than James. As he walks closer, Regulus notices he carries himself with straight backed precision. Nothing like the lackadaisical stroll that's so familiar. When he bends closer his eyes catch the light and burn a brilliant green.
Regulus catches his gaze and holds it. The boy’s gaze sharpens even though his face stays deliberately blank.
“Who are you?” He breathes, he can feel his hands trembling.
“I think I’m the one that should be asking you that.” The boy’s tone is carefully flat.
“I don’t know about that,” Regulus replies, cocking his eyebrow, “after all you’re the one in my house.”
The girl gasps. The boy looks at her quisically and shrugs, turning back to him, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I live here.”
Excerpt from my wip piece: when you go (leave your shadow behind)
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"Do the Fentons know that you're Phantom?"
"No, and it's better it stays that way."
"Why?" Damian asked with a frown.
"Because they're ghost hunters; they hate Phantom and blame him for a lot of what happens in Amity. If they found out he was me they might not think that I'm…"
"Still human," Bruce finished for him with a frown of his own.
Danny gave a shrug, "I'm not sure if they'd believe that I was already dead and Phantom was just possessing me or if they'd try to find a way to 'cure' me or if they'd understand and just accept it as it is and I can't really risk that."
"You think whatever is happening inside this warehouse might have to do with Damian?"
"I can check for him," Danny said, moving to dive into the roof, only for Bruce to grab his arm.
"It's too dangerous."
Danny waved him off, "They won't see me. I'll be quick."
With that the boy went intangible and slipped right through Bruce's grasp and disappeared again. Bruce cursed under his breath, though apparently not quiet enough to not be heard by the comms.
"Language, B. There are kids on this channel," Dick chided.