Fic: Dream Job (Albus Severus Potter)
Sep. 22nd, 2025 09:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lightofdayeTitle: Dream Job
Word Count: 2 x 100
Rating: G
Characters & Pairing: Albus Severus Potter, OFC
Content: Dreaming, mildest daddy issues
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Al has doubts about his career, at least subconsciously.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
hp_nextgen100's Prompt #335: "Nightmare" except it's not really a nightmare per se. Another one where tagging, summarising and mentioning the prompt rather spoils the effect.
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Albus Severus Potter was not really awake when he got out of bed. He drifted across the room and into his bathroom, feeling fuzzy.
He peered into his mirror. There was something different about his appearance. His black hair was messy and stuck up at the back. He tried to flattened it. Nothing happened.
His green eyes were the same but everything was still blurry. He put on glasses and wondered when he had got them. He didn't wear glasses.
Then he saw it down his forehead: a vivid red jagged cut in the shape of a bolt of lightning.
Al jerked awake and sat up in bed without thinking dislodging sheets and the arm across his chest. Cold sweat was beaded on his chest and forehead. He looked around confused, not knowing where he was.
"Al?" said his girlfriend's voice. "You okay?"
Most of the dream had faded but a sudden decision came over him.
"I don't want to be An auror," He said simply.
"What? But you've been aiming for that for ages." she said, sitting up and looking at him concernedly.
"Yes, but there is such a thing as being too like your father." Al said, simply.
Word Count: 2 x 100
Rating: G
Characters & Pairing: Albus Severus Potter, OFC
Content: Dreaming, mildest daddy issues
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Al has doubts about his career, at least subconsciously.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for
hp_nextgen100's Prompt #335: "Nightmare" except it's not really a nightmare per se. Another one where tagging, summarising and mentioning the prompt rather spoils the effect.- - -
Albus Severus Potter was not really awake when he got out of bed. He drifted across the room and into his bathroom, feeling fuzzy.
He peered into his mirror. There was something different about his appearance. His black hair was messy and stuck up at the back. He tried to flattened it. Nothing happened.
His green eyes were the same but everything was still blurry. He put on glasses and wondered when he had got them. He didn't wear glasses.
Then he saw it down his forehead: a vivid red jagged cut in the shape of a bolt of lightning.
Al jerked awake and sat up in bed without thinking dislodging sheets and the arm across his chest. Cold sweat was beaded on his chest and forehead. He looked around confused, not knowing where he was.
"Al?" said his girlfriend's voice. "You okay?"
Most of the dream had faded but a sudden decision came over him.
"I don't want to be An auror," He said simply.
"What? But you've been aiming for that for ages." she said, sitting up and looking at him concernedly.
"Yes, but there is such a thing as being too like your father." Al said, simply.
