Rusger Oneshots

The Boathouse

'Ello :3 Thank ku all for letting me get this shot out first!

(I really have no clue how to carry on with my angst ahh-)

Hogwarts AU is back in the house!!

A lot of people actually liked this idea!! Thank you!! <3

I had a lot of fun with this. It helps take my mind off other stuff.  Imma probably write fluff more than the other two genres for the following few months. (Exams and other stuff-)

Cuz, well fluff requires less thinking and more 'awww that's cute imma write dat'

But of course they will be smut days- ;)))

*insert glorious french laugh* Ho ho ho-

See. Easy pickings. UwU

(but you have no idea how long it took me to think of a title-)

(And how I just gave up at the end and welp. It's crap hahaha XD)

Disclaimer: This writer is not in the Harry Potter fandom and so relies only on Google sources to write these. Sorry if anythings goes wrong XD (And I'm not gonna get in anytime soon that fandom is oooFFF in a good way. I mean look at the state my rl friends are-)

ehehe lets just get on with it-

Have  I mentioned that this is mostly first drafts too-

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Germany felt the cold night wind buffet his face, making his robe open up and flutter behind him, flashing its deep blue insides and announcing his presence to whoever might be bothered to look outside their windows at 11:50 in the night. But it was a wonderful, clear night, so the chance was probably quite high. They needed to be careful and stay out of sight.

He galloped down the stone steps winding down to the direction of the boathouse, dark and mysterious in the moon's soft white glow, a small house with a pointy roof standing at the edge of a vast black lake. Taking the steps two at a time, he reached the second-last landing, pivoting on his heels and ran down the last flight of steps. He grinned, and the wind shot pass his teeth and swirled in his mouth, making him laugh softly at the coldness of it.

Leaping off the last four steps, he landed in a crouch, arms extended in front of him and knees slightly bent to absorb the impact. He smiled, and readjusted his robe to be buttoned back over his chest, smoothing out the wrinkles at its collar. Germany walked towards the big boathouse, his black shoes clicking lightly on the wooden platforms.

Taking out his ash wood wand from his belt under his robe, he whispered the spell to make it emit a pale blue light, bright enough to illuminate the insides of the building. Closing the doors behind him, he looked around carefully. All was quiet, the only sounds were from the waves of the lake lapping in through the open mouth of the house.

He walked over, passing all the boats that were tied up firmly, unmoving despite the buffeting waves. A little black bat flapped down from its upside down perch at the rafters of the roof, squeaking and chittering at him. Germany giggled and maked a squeaking sound with his teeth, and the bat flapped silented away into the night.

Smiling softly, he went to sit down at the entrance, his feet dangling over the black, inky water. The moonlight cast small shadows over his face, and he closed his eyes, basting in its cool light with a small smile on his face.

"...Boo-"

Germany shrieked, nearly flying off the dock as a sudden voice appeared beside his ear, piercing his moment of calm, peaceful silence. A strong hand held on to his shoulder, steadying him before he sent himself splashing into the dark lake below. And another clamped on tightly to his mouth, muffling his yell of alarm.