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May. 5th, 2006 | 04:14 pm
posted by: weeniethesilly in bohographics

Title: Passionate Confusion
Rating: R
Warnings: Mild Sexual content

After what seemed like an eternity, she opened her eyes and found that she was in a place of nothingness. All around her was an endless expanse of white, though somehow it felt right. She found that she was already standing up, though the last she remembered, she had been laying flat on her back. Memories rushed back to her in an instant and then she knew the truth.
There had been an explosion. She had been fighting with an evil wizard and then she had fallen, yes. She had hit her head and then someone had been standing over her. A scream had escaped her, but it did nothing to stop the flash of green light that came next. Yes, that was it.
She was dead.
Somehow, she felt at peace with the idea. It was something she had expected might happen and she had accepted it. Being in the Order had always been a risk and she had been more than willing to take it. Not knowing exactly where she was, except that it was not earth, she decided to start walking. Her feet moved one after another and then she noticed that she was floating along, not even touching any sort of solid ground. Nothing around her was solid, but it was all real, she knew somehow. Even the air she was taking into her lungs was soft. There was no physical pain here.
Eventually she heard the faint sound of singing. The music was like nothing she had ever heard before. It was sad, beautiful, and joyous all at once. She was drawn to the noise and as she turned to the east, where it seemed to be emanating from, she noticed that she was no longer wearing the clothes she had died in. Instead she was covered in billowing folds of the softest white cloth she had ever felt. She felt certain that only a moment ago her clothes had been bloodied and torn robes, but none-the-less she was now beautifully wrapped in something else.
As she walked on, the singing got louder and seemed to pick up tempo and she walked faster. Her hands started to tingle and when she looked down, the bruises and dirt that had clung to them was fading away. Her speed increased and the song pulled on her, as if by her soul, until she was running. Her scarlet hair streamed behind her, the tangles loosening and the grim falling away.
Soon she found before her a phoenix, the source of the beautiful music. When it saw that she had arrived, it stopped singing and nodded for her to follow. It had known that she was coming and had been guiding her. Once again she was walking, but this time the distance was shorter. The crimson bird flew ahead, weaving lazily back and forth.
Suddenly, from all of the white came a burst of colour. At first there were only shapeless hues, bright blue, emerald green, and deep purple, but when they were close enough, she saw the most beautiful city she had even set eyes on. Each building seemed to be carved from a different precious stone and some unseen sun shone threw them so that they looked as delicate as glass.
Her pink lips curled into a smile as she came through an archway that made up the entrance. It seemed that there was no one there at all. At this point, even the phoenix had flown away, off to guide someone else.
She walked closer to a brightly coloured building and pressed her hand against. The material was cool like glass and as smooth as silk. Moving into the shadows, she walked and trailed her fingers along the wall until someone called to her.
“There you are,” he said, jogging over to her. He was wearing the same white style of clothing that she was. When he reached her, there was a flicker of recognition and suddenly she knew who he was. Before she could give any reply and picked her up and spun her around. When her feet were placed against the soft ground again, she leaned back against the wall and he press his lips to hers. The kiss was slow and sweet, one of lovers and just the way she had remembered it being. It had been a while, yes, she remembered.
His hands twined into her hair, his fingers getting lost in the silkiness and she wrapped her arms gracefully around his neck savouring this moment she had been waiting for. Her tongue flicker across his exposed collar bone in just the place he had always like and he let out a moan. His hands found their way to the front of her robes and his fingers trace light circles over her chest. When he pressed himself against her she knew that he was aroused and the feeling was mutual. Moving her hips, she invited him to go further. He picked her up and pushed her against the cold wall, rustling through her robes desperately. Finally he pushed them up to her hips. Then he pulled his own robes up in the same manner and moved to that he was inside her. As the moved together, their tongues entwined. They both finished, gasping, at the same time.
When their breathing had slowed down he let her down, their robes floating back into position and the two of them just watched one another for a moment. He had changed in the time that she had been on earth without him, though she had too. Now she looked older than him instead of younger, but her heart felt the same way about him. After a moment, she broke the silence of the city.
“I’ve missed you,” she muttered, pressing her face into his neck.
He smiled and pulled her in tighter. “It hasn’t been that long.” She pulled away from his neck and looked at him, seemingly studying him.
“It was an eternity for me, Harry.”
Suddenly he looked frightened. He let go of her and stepped away, his eyes moving nervously from side to side. Eventually he managed to cough out “Harry?” Then her eyes grew wide as she realized that she must have made a mistake.
“But you look so much…So very much…” Slowly, the gears in her head turned until finally it clicked. Her hand flew to her mouth, touching the place were her mistake had occurred. “James?” she said, finally finding the courage to ask. He nodded at her and looked at the ground. A wave of disappointment washed over her and suddenly she was in agony.
“Why? Why have you done this?” Harry’s own father had fooled her, but for what purpose?
“It was a mistake. I thought. Well, in the shadows. Oh, you look very much like my wife.” Lily, of course. They both had red hair. Ginny had seen pictures of her and supposed that in the shade of the building he might have been mistaken. “You must be Ginny,” he said with a small smile. She looked surprised, as they had never met. “Harry’s told us about you.”
“So he is here? Where is he?” Ginny grabbed the front of James’ clothing, but even before she finished speaking, he and Lily rounded the corner, seemingly deep in conversation. Without hesitation she let go of James and rushed towards Harry. She jumped into his arms and he was knocked over with the force. When she landed on top of him tears sprang to her eyes. “I missed you, I missed you,” she repeated over and over into his chest.
He pulled the both of them upright and held her closely. “I missed you more than I can say,” he replied, before capturing her lips with his.

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laurel_tx

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from: laurel_tx
date: May. 7th, 2006 02:39 am (UTC)
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Wow, this is the first time with sex resulting from the mistake! I like how you didn't make it clear at first that it was Ginny--suspenseful! And for BOTH of them to have made a mistake about the other's identity--very nice twist!

I've thought before, too, that Ginny sounds a lot like Lily. And you didn't have her talk until they were finished, so he wouldn't have had a chance to hear that her voice was different.

Thank you so much for writing this! {{{Loves}}} I'm off to do the pimping thread right now...

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weeniethesilly

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from: weeniethesilly
date: May. 7th, 2006 03:57 am (UTC)
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Aw, I'm so glad you liked it and I'm so glad that I did this challenge.

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katie

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from: _tk421
date: May. 7th, 2006 05:25 am (UTC)
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i liked this! i only wonder why harry was dead so early. but i like that hes with lily in the after.

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weeniethesilly

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from: weeniethesilly
date: May. 7th, 2006 02:34 pm (UTC)
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Well, I've no idea why Harry died so early. I suppose the world is just falling apart? Thank you.

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your best friend // worst nightmare

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from: awalkinthenight
date: May. 7th, 2006 11:40 am (UTC)
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Ooooh my god! I thought she was Lily all along, and that who she thought was James was Harry! But this is even better.
Fabulous job, I loved it!

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weeniethesilly

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from: weeniethesilly
date: May. 7th, 2006 02:35 pm (UTC)
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Heh. I was tricky, know? Thank you very very much.

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Barbie Doll

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from: atropos4
date: May. 7th, 2006 05:46 pm (UTC)
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*jaw drop :O

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weeniethesilly

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from: weeniethesilly
date: May. 7th, 2006 06:04 pm (UTC)
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Hehe. I guess that's good. Thanks.

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Barbie Doll

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from: atropos4
date: May. 7th, 2006 07:02 pm (UTC)
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Yes very ^_^

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Audra

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from: carnilia
date: May. 8th, 2006 06:57 pm (UTC)
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HOLY. GOD.

Awesome.

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weeniethesilly

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from: weeniethesilly
date: May. 8th, 2006 10:01 pm (UTC)
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Thanks so very much. I tried.

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loussi_leb_ru

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from: loussi_leb_ru
date: May. 14th, 2006 02:00 pm (UTC)
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Yup!! definitly mistaken identity.With Ginny it is understandable that she might think that Harry changed, but what excuse does James have? i mean not recognizing your own wife who was only absent for a few hours.Bad James i think the sex got to his head.Wonderful fic though.

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weeniethesilly

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from: weeniethesilly
date: May. 14th, 2006 02:05 pm (UTC)
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Well, as I see it, Ginny is the new Lily, like Harry is the new James. A little difference, but they could be mistake for one another. I've always fancied Ginny as being like Lily. That combined with the shadows of the building, he made a mistake, yes?

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loussi_leb_ru

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from: loussi_leb_ru
date: May. 14th, 2006 02:15 pm (UTC)
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Well can't blame the man for wanting a quickie when his son is not around, and well since no one talked they clearly where too caught up in each other to notice they were fucking the wrong person.It is kinda disturbing looking like your father and marrying a women who look like like your mother.But as i said the fic is great i especially liked the part where the phoenix is cleaning her and guiding her to her loved ones.*showers you with praises and cookies*

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weeniethesilly

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from: weeniethesilly
date: May. 14th, 2006 02:18 pm (UTC)
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I suppose that must be part of it too. James is quite the naughty boy.

-dances under praises and cookie rain-

Thanks so much.

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