Khiela

Title: Sheila
Author: Khiela
Summary: What if the Potter’s had a house elf? (pre-Hogwarts)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Rated:  G
Words: 450+

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Sheila

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The Manor house is quiet as Sheila hums quietly the tune of one of Mistress Lily's favourite songs as she dusts the entrance hall. She is doing it manually so it will take her as long as possible.

Suddenly, she freezes.

Her whole being is fine-tuned to her Family Bond, the only thing that has kept Sheila sane in the nine years since she woke up disoriented and found her Family gone. Mistress and Master gone and young Master out of her reach, behind a ward – or so Sheila had interpreted - and a really strong ward, too. 

But now there is movement. She can feel her Young Master moving, and she concentrates on feeling him. Maybe today is the day he moves outside the reach of the ward?  

It is not the first time, but Sheila is hopeful and concentrates every time.  

And today it pays off. At long last, she knows exactly where her Young Master is. In her excitement, she pops straight to him, still holding the duster. 

Sheila appears on a road and is greeted by a car horn and squealing tires. With a shriek she pops away, leaving behind only the duster and panicked man, looking for the weird dog that he'd been certain he hit.  

In her panic, Sheila popped back home, to the Manor. There she calms herself and resolves to track her Young Master from afar until he stops again. Two times she has anxiety filled moments as she feels him move back towards the point she'd first felt him appear but he doesn't re-enter the ward.   

Finally, in the evening he stops. More cautiously now Sheila lets her magic guide her to pop into a safe place. She knows she is in a muggle place immediately. Everything feels as muted as the home of Mistress Lily's parents had that one time Sheila had been there. Sheila knows she must not be seen by muggles, and has to wait little longer until her Young Master is alone.  

She almost shakes with anticipation.  

When she finally lays her eyes on her Young Master Sheila bursts into tears. She can see right away that she has been needed. Her cooking, her clothes magic, her lullabies.

Sitting on the dubiously clean motel bed Harry Potter gapes at the weird weeping creature that just appeared in front of him, out of thin air! The last few days have been weird – what with the strange letters, and Uncle Vernon's nervous meltdown but this takes the cake.

"What are you?"  Harry whispers, eyes wide. The creature looks humanoid, but it has large ears and green-tinted skin that makes it clear to see it - she? - is not human.  

"Young Master Harry," it’s still crying. "I's Sheila."

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A/N: Why could Dobby go through the wards on Privet Drive but not Sheila? Either this is an AU with stronger wards and/or more manipulative Dumbledore… or Harry leaving for Hogwarts and being away from Privet Drive weakened or “opened” the wards a little. There is also Hedwig, coming and going that Dobby could’ve followed. (I’m finding I have surprisingly many thoughts about this?)

Title: What It Feels Like
Summary: When an “easy” (it never is) IMF op goes wrong Clint doesn't hesitate to call S.H.I.E.L.D. for back-up.
(Clint Barton is William Brandt)
Disclaimer: I don't own either concept. I'm sure if I did you'd have heard about it by now.
Words: 3,500+
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/s: Don't know yet...
Warnings: I suppose I should say AU? Because I'm still not accepting Phil Coulson might be dead.

A/N: I don't usually do this. Post when a piece isn't ready, so we'll see how it goes...
Additionally;
A) 400 yards = 365,76 metres (in case you, like me, can't think in yards..)
B) in case you're interested there are links in the end notes about the weapons mentioned
C) I’m trying to show the difference between Clint Barton and William Brandt by which name I call them. Hopefully it’s not too confusing. If it is, let me know and I'll try to do something about it.

Also found in FF.net & AO3.

A/N: M16 & MP5K in IMFDb - Internet Movie Firearms Database

Chapter 2

Summary: It had been years when he suddenly saw her across the street in New York and couldn’t help but to remember the fairytale they used to have.

969 words
Rated PG

Disclaimer: I don’t own Criminal Minds or the movie A-Team.

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Criminal Minds: Season 3 finale Lo-Fi and season 4 opener Mayhem

The A-Team: Between BA and Murdoch’s escapes

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Criminal Minds, A-Team (2010)

Emily Prentiss, Templeton "Faceman" Peck

To include:  Emily in Charissa Sosa's place

"Get the hell out of my life!"

"Fine! Go ahead! Tell them I made you miserable, tell them this was all a fucking fairytale gone bad."