http://www.zenitopia.com writings by MissMeliss Mon, 26 May 2008 08:32:08 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en True to form, Severus was waiting for me at the main doors, though I didn't immediately turn my attention to him. I was busy analyzing the conversation Septima and I had just finished, and puzzling over some of the whisperings I'd heard from students on my less-than-graceful descent to the ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/26/3-do-virgins-taste-better/ People always ask how I met my husband. Well, first they ask if they've heard his name correctly and where it comes from, and we generally confirm the spelling and remark that his family comes from an island somewhere in the North Atlantic. Friends in the know understand we are ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/20/interesting-part-i/ I knew when I woke up on the morning after my return to Hogwarts that either my uncle or Severus had dosed my tea the night before, because even the cradling effect of the mattress and the thick, soft pillows could not have granted me a whole night's sleep while ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/20/2-catching-up-with-old-friends/ People say I'm too picky about public restrooms. I suppose they must be right because even as a small child going to lunch at the Officer’s Club with my grandparents, I would have to inspect every stall, and find the cleanest one, and once I did, my grandmother would remind ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/20/restroom-inations/ Hogsmeade Station was busier than I had ever seen it when I got off the train there, on that June day, but it shouldn't have surprised me. After all, my arrival coincided with the opening challenge of the Tri-Wizard contest, an event which I did not fully understand, but seemed ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/20/1-homecoming/ I stare at the night sky, white stars suspended against an indigo background. Geordi has just informed me that people who've never been on starship bridges - like me - think this is what they see on the main view screen, as if they're all looking out a giant window. "It's ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/19/6-indigo/ It's a sunny morning, and we're sitting in my breakfast nook, each of us with a cobalt blue mug of coffee. His is black, mine liberally laced with milk and sugar. "Not cream?" he asked, as he was bringing the mugs to the table. "You loved cream as a kid." "Whipped ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/19/5-blue/ I’m not sure if I am already awake because my bladder is insisting I empty it, or if it’s the erratic, half-mumbled speech tumbling from Geordi’s mouth, but either way I sit up in bed, and stare into the pixilated darkness of my bedroom. I squint more out of habit ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/19/4-green/ is a somewhat disappointing fact that San Francisco’s Golden Gate Bridge is actually orange. Specifically, the color is “international orange.” I know this because one of my first local news reports for FNN was for the annual repainting of the bridge. I remember standing at the base of one of ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/19/3-orange/ I’m sitting in my flitter in the parking bay at Starfleet Academy, nerves jittering like proverbial butterflies in my stomach. I keep thinking that I should have said no to being his date, or that, once accepted, I should have let him pick me up. I mean, my apartment’s not ... http://www.zenitopia.com/2008/05/19/2-yellow/