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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2005 23:10:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>not quite chapter 2</title>
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  <description>Well, I should have an update soon for my Live for the Moment fic. Chapter two is almost done; I will hopefully finish the chapter sometime tomorrow, although I&apos;m not sure I&apos;ll have time to post the update. But, there will be an update on Friday, if not before.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/&quot;&gt;my account&lt;/a&gt; is now active, so feel free to take a looksie. I&apos;ll be posting my fiction both on that site and here, so it&apos;s really your preference.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 00:10:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HP RL/NT fanfic, Live for the Moment</title>
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  <description>Disclaimer: I unfortunately don&apos;t own these characters; they belong to Ms. J.K. Rowling. The song lyrics are written by the talented Mr. Jonathan Larson, may he rest in peace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: this is my first fanfic, so please R&amp;R and let me know what you think.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Live for the Moment&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened her eyes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groaning, she immediately closed them again. She was definately not a morning person. Who in their right mind would be? Who would choose to be up before the sun, especially when all the fun seemed to happen after dark?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, right.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who so often seemed to toe the line of her affections. Ever since the night in the hospital wing, he had practically driven her crazy with both hope and denial.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With another groan, Tonks grabbed her wand off the bedside table and, aiming not-so-carefully, cranked up her Muggle cd player. A contraption from her dad&apos;s side of the family, the cd player was something Tonks definately couldn&apos;t live without. It took music to get her out of bed most mornings.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing the covers back and cowering in the sudden cold, Tonks found her thoughts returning to one Remus Lupin. Ah, the man of her dreams. OK, well, maybe not the dreams she used to have involving a tall, dark man with an adorable Italian accent, but, ever since meeting Remus, those dreams had stopped plaguing her anyway. Oh yes, Mr. Lupin had definately found his way into her subconscious. Especially under the current conditions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing clothes, a song caught her attention. It was one she heard a thousand times before, one from her favorite musical, which made it even more surprising that she never really understood it before, at least not like she was now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\The heart may freeze or it can burn&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain will ease if I can learn&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no future, there is no past&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live this moment as my last&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s only us, there&apos;s only this&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget regret, or life is yours to miss&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other road, no other way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No day but today/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonks quietly wondered if Remus could connect his life, her life, their situation with the song. That one thought was enough to bring back all the months of confusion. All the way back to the funeral, when he found her standing alone, afraid to move any closer to reality. He came up behind her, slipping his hand into her own, giving her hope for the future and an apology. Seems the Weasleys talked some sense into him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\There&apos;s only us, only tonight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must let go to know what&apos;s right&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other course, no other way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No day but today/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, everything didn&apos;t go exactly as she had hoped. They were together, he was staying at her flat even, but there wasn&apos;t much beyond that. They would go out and get dinner and small things like that, but he was still keeping part of himself hidden to her, which hurt her more than anything. That hurt more than when he would say goodnight to her and retreat to his own bedroom, leaving her alone despite the fact that they were living together. Tonks was grateful for every second that he was in her life, every moment they spent holding hands, discovering more about the other.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\I can&apos;t control&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My destiny&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust my soul&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only goal is just to be&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s only now&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s only here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give in to love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or live in fear&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other path&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No day but today&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in her room, Tonks fixed her hair in a short, pink style and turned off her stereo. Time to face the day. Walking down the corridor, Tonks followed the smell of tea, finding Remus fully awake and half-way through the morning paper already. Grabbing herself a cup, she sat down opposite him, staring at the newspaper in the general area she thought his face should be. Apparently sensing her gaze, Remus lowered the paper and smiled, adding a &quot;Good morning, love.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wotcher, Remus.&quot; Tonks smiled back. Yes, she lived for these moments. She inhaled the aroma of her drink, making a mental note to get Remus to listen to that song. For now, though,she was just going to live for the moment.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 05:48:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ah, first posting</title>
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  <description>alright, so here i am, starting up again. the countdown is on.....22 days until i leave for south africa. and, i&apos;m already getting antsy. is that bad?? anyway, i&apos;m going to try to make this all meaningful. ya know- poetry, short stories, random thoughts in general about life. all, of course, with proper grammar and punctuation. i would do all that for this entry, but it&apos;s late, and frankly, i don&apos;t really care. i assure you, the meaningful stuff will be readable. and that&apos;s all that really matters, right? well, anyway, it&apos;s late, and i should get some sleep if i&apos;m planning on writing anything for an update tomorrow. later</description>
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