Green is Green
a Panic at the Disco/Harry Potter AU
Spencer/Brendon
R

A/N: this fic has taken me forever to finish, but I'm so glad to see it done, because Slytherins are my favorite. I want to take every fictional character I have ever loved and make them fit into this world. A world of thanks to shirethief for listening to me yammer on about it and for the hand-holding.

You can download it's soundtrack here.

Disclaimer: This did not actually happen to anyone mentioned who is an actual real live person, and the fictional characters within aren't mine.


( In the metaphor that uses black and white to describe dichotomies, Spencer has always gotten a little lost. If it had been left up to the majority of the wizarding world, the colors that describe the two entities of good and evil would be as follows; every other color and green. )

'Cause good things come in threes.

1. shirethief linked me to this really great blog: The "Blog" of "Unnecessary" Quotation Marks. It's making me laugh out loud, here, and I needed that.

2. I just finished reading Like The Tide, which is a bandom AU by untappedbeauty and arsenicjade in which Spencer and Ryan go through the foster care system. It's in 12 parts, and it's rated NC-17, and it is absolutely wonderful. I laughed. I cried (really!). I grinned my head off. And there's Jon, and he's awesome. God, this is simultaneously awesome and heartbreaking.

3. I am going to start watching Supernatural season four. And I'm pissed that I missed making/reading reaction posts in real time with you cats. So I'm going to make my reaction posts, and y'all can laugh at me and be like, "Virginia, you are so late to this party". Especially when my posts say things like, "seems like this Castiel guy is gonna be an interesting character, I wonder if they'll keep him around". (Warning: spoil me and I will end you.) Virginia (Finally!) Watches Season Four will commence momentarily.

I wish it were my job to just sit around and write random Slytherin characters.

"Spencer, darling. A word in the sitting room?" Ginger's eyes are firm, and Spencer knows immediately that it isn't a question.

They walk slowly, the thick air tangible around Spencer, dread making his throat sticky. He waits for his mother to begin, though he readies his arguments in Brendon's defense.

Gingelania Hepzibah Smith looks at Spencer slowly, her eyes level. Spencer knows her well enough to know that she is a far cry from the calm she's exuding. "Spencer, I care about you very much. I am not going to tell you about this boy's bloodlines, because I trust you are astute enough to have discerned what my concerns would be there."

She doesn't wait for Spencer to acknowledge the words, just reaches for an arm. "In these times, Spencer, it's not just a matter of what your bloodline is. Nor does it matter that I disapprove of your relations with this boy. What matters, Spencer," here she drops her voice almost to a whisper, a hint of tone in the dead air, "is that he disapproves. And for you to do something which falls into that category is suicide."

"The question isn't what is right and what is wrong. The choice here is between life and death. I hope I haven't raised a son who's fool enough to choose wrongly based on a adolescent whim."

I wish this fic would just finish itself, though. Honestly, I want to be done with it.

Guysssss, I am looking for a fic, I read it like, last year or so, and I though I'd saved it to delicio.us, but apparently not, and I can't remember who wrote it, but I know that I know this, so it's driving me crazy. Anyways, it's the Panic one that's kinda like GSF, but not and they're all married. Or like, they're all married but Jon and then Spencer falls for Jon and kinda cheats on Ryan and Brendon, but he's in love, and it's thoughtful and well-written. It kinda plays around with Mormon ideals, maybe, or at least skirts around them in a thoughtful way. I KNOW I KNOW THIS, I just can't remember.

Today I got Paul McCartney tickets, ps.

Worst day of life. I had training at 8, so I got up for that. It was supposed to go to 12:30, and then I had to work at the ice show at 2:30. I didn't shower, I figured i could sit through training dirty and shower afterwards. Training went 'til 2-oh-bloody-clock. So then I raced back to my room to shower quick before I had to work, and I had a million messages that all said, oh, by the way Virginia, you have more training at 2. So I called my manager and told him I couldn't work afterall because I had more training at 2, and I raced to the other training room where that was, and I found out, twenty minutes in, that I didn't actually have to be there. So I raced back to my room, but by then it was too late for work and my manager was pissed. And then he told me to come up and he'd find some other job for me to do.

So I went up, and instead of doing a job, I scheduled a meeting with him. I was like, listen up, buddy, I am brand new and have no idea what I'm doing here or where I'm supposed to be, so you need to tell me these things in advance and you can't get pissed at me when I don't do things because I didn't know I had to do them. And maybe, possibly and shamefully, in the middle of that somewhere I started crying. And he was like, omg, I'm so sorry, take a deep breath, you're okay, don't cry, I'm sorry!

So it all worked out, I suppose, because I now have the next week's training schedual. And also, he gave me a bunch of hours off on the day we are in Halifax, so I can see my Dad. I may cling to him and never let go, we'll see how it all turns out.

Guys, I forget how to write fic, ahaha. I was in my cabin with my internetless laptop last night, and I was like, hmm, I could write fic! And then I couldn't do it! I was like, tenses? What? Characters? Huh? It's awful!

BUT! I've been watching Supernatural season three, FINALLY. I'm so excited, I just finished Bad Day at Black Rock, which I had seen before, but I'm soon going to get into the episodes I haven't seen. I have a little piece of fandom with me, and it's awesome. ♥ ALSO, marishna told me that Jared and Jensen are living together?!?! FOR REALLY REAL?

Happy turnaround day! It's Wednesday, and that means that after this day, we're going out of the week instead of in. You know, just in case some of you forgot how days of the week worked.

After work today, I am getting a manicure and a pedicure. Because I am just that much of a spoiled brat musician. Actually, I don't really want to go, but I got a manicure/pedicure as a gift from the parents at my place of employment, so butystherumgone and I figured we'd use them up. But my family is all, ooh, look at the big important rockstar, getting maicures and pedicures.

I think I'm gonna join/participate in ggficchallenge. I need to write something else for that fandom soon, because I miss it. Speaking of fic, I have like 5000+ words of Spencer-is-a-Slytherin AU. I just need to get off my ass and finish it. I'm also gonna need a beta. Any volunteers?

I finally heaved a giant sigh and bought Feist's The Reminder. I'd been avoiding it and rolling my eyes at all Leslie's awesome success, but I don't know why, because she's fabulous and deserves it, so I sucked it up, and now mostly those feelings are gone.

I gave my mother her birthday surprise... their Elton John tickets. And ever since then, she's been walking on air. Also, breaking into song. I swear to God, I was talking to her one day, and it was like:

Virginia: hey, mom, have you seen my book anywhere?
Mom: what did it look like?
Virginia: it had a car on the cover, and some old signs...
Mom: I know which one you mean, but I haven't found it, and I guess it's gonna be a long, long time, 'til touch down brings me round again to find, I'm not the man I think I am at home, OH NO NO NO.
Virginia: *blinks*

Thanks for the help with the My Chem stuff, everyone! It's awesome, which is something I'm sure you'll be hearing about from me in the future.

John Mayer covers Free Fallin' on his new dvd. Covers of this song usually annoy me. But here, it's Mayer, and he's so good, and I am totally sold. I'm so easy.

Had to trade my truck in for a new (to me) car, and I miss it already. Well, it's not gone far, really, I just gave it back to my father, but that's as good as gone, because he's a hoarder.

I've been reading But Not This Song, by ignipes and emilyray, and it is awesome. It might not be some people's thing, but it is awesome. It reminds me of the good old Star Wars fandom days of Mind-Wiped Pleasure Slave AUs. Should I be embarrassed to admit to reading these things? Probably. Am I? Not to you guys, not at all.

I had a dream last night that Sparks had words. Like, it had lyrics, and I was listening to it, and it wasn't weird to me. They were just regular old Townshend lyrics. And then I woke up and went, what? (And I also put Tommy in to make sure I wasn't insane.) I can't remember what the lyrics were, but that would have been cool.

My second oldest little brother is going to his prom tonight. His name is Jamie. His date's name is Jamie. (A girl named Jamie, he's not going with himself.) HOW CUTE IS THAT? He has a tux, and her dress is yellow, and they've got a limo, and IT'S ALL SO CUTE.

I watched The Bucket List last night, and it was pretty good. Obviously both actors are top-notch, and the story was cute, very emotional but it was funny. All in all, a good movie.

All the fic I've been reading lately has Spencer in it. It's all either Spencer/Brendon or Spencer/Jon. I even read a few of the Spencer/Ryan Big Bangs. Spencer is a really awesome common-denominator.

Okay, okay, so remember how much I've so far said I love Big Bang? Well, I've been equally obsessed over both the Supernatural and the bandom entries, and so far (SO FAR!) my absolute hands-down favorite thing has been sathinks' A Brokedown Melody. In which Jon Walker (JON WALKER!) is a surfer. Was a surfer? Will always be a surfer. And then he moves back to Chicago and makes an album.

This fic makes me want to write songs and jump in the ocean and do a thousand awesome things. MRS. VIRGINIA A BROKEDOWN MELODY. It's honestly insane how much I love this. INSANE.

Take my tunes: (TESSSSST MY LIFE! /Steel Dragon)

Touch of Grey - The Grateful Dead
Acadian Driftwood- The Band
Everything is Alright- Motion City Soundtrack

...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, while those were uploading Rob called, so I'm going over to TRACK AND ARRANGE, because I'm making a demo. That is, I'm making on if I don't have to sail off to the Caribbean anytime soon.

(Appropriately, some ska just came on my random... Dancehall Crashers ♥ this fic.)

Mornings (for the lose), Friday (for the win!)!

I know everyone who even remotely cares knows it, but shoebox_project was updated this week, and !!!! My heart is slowly breaking, and I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN YONKS. YONKS!!!

(Also, marauders era vs. post-Hogwarts should not even be a question.)

I watched Panic at the Disco on Much on Demand last night. Watching them on something familiar kinda freaks me out. I was insanely happy that they got Sarah for an interviewer, though it was not one of her best. She's probably the only VJ left I can respect, besides maybe Devon. If Matt or Leah had interviewed them, I don't know what Ryan Ross would have done. Probably been even more mute than usual. It was weird that Spencer and Jon skipped off, but they must have won the coin toss. When they went to the window and the girl asked the candlelight dinner question, and Ryan leans right over close to her, I was like, wow, I want Ryan Ross to lean in to me, I hope she had nice breath. Shrug.

Speaking of the Disco, I had a nice time at work a few days ago trying to explain them to my boss. She wanted to know all about the band that had me booking two days off work to drive all the way to Boston to see. She wasn't really impressed by the pictures, and she didn't like the lyrics to When the Day Met the Night, but she liked Folkin' Around. One of the two year olds liked From a Mountain in the Middle of the Cabins, and would get mad whenever I put something different on.

The Season One Gossip Girl DVD cover art. I like almost everything about it, Dan and Serena are cute, Blair is kinda bitchy. Except. Chuck looks way too happy, what the hell. He's like, ahaha, tralala, I'm Chuck from happy land and also, I like Jenny!

I need something to eat. Toast, or like. A muffin. I very much extremely dislike breakfast foods. Except Honey Nut Cheerios, I like those. ♥

It's Thursday, which isn't quite as good as Friday, but it's close.

Here are some fic recs stemming from my boredom:

- Stop the Clock by airgiodslv. Spencer/Brendon, R. If sleepiness and orgasm denial are your kinks, well...

- in between the rights and the wrongs by kissingchaos9. Patrick/Brendon, NC17. This pairing, god.

- Fun! Facts! With Panic! at the Disco! by formerlydf. "A bunch of completely unconnected drabbles based off various facts from the compiled list of Bandom Fun Facts."

- the calendar hung itself by sinuous_curve and insunshine. Jon/Brendon, fratboy au. ♥!

- handwriting on the walls by jezzabe. PG13, Ryan/Pete. How it would go if Pete hadn't signed Panic.

Also, at the Boston HCT tour, I think I may have annoyed some fangirls. Not to say that I did that on purpose, I'm just sayin' that leaving our row was kinda hard and annoying, because people had to get up and let people go by. After we went the short way several times (because, well, the bar was out there. THE BAR, PEOPLE!) we could kinda sense some 'if you go past me one more time I will cut you' vibes, so we started going the other way, where the ten (or so) fourteen year olds seemed to barely even notice. In any event, it all worked out. Except that I came home and went on lj and looked at some pictures on my flist, and I'm pretty sure I spotted the girls we inconvenienced a bunch of times. So, if you're reading this and happen to remember annoying girls going past you all the time, apologies.

Another thing, when we were in Boston, oh man did the American vs Canadian stereotypes jump out at us. It was kinda a crazy coincidence, because we've been to the States before and there was no difference, but it was as if the weekend purposefully held every single stereotype for us. You should see how many confusing looks we got for "thank you"s and "sorry"s.

IN OTHER NEWS: Supernatural finale tonight. Without spoiling me for any of this season's episodes (heh), how do you feel about it? I'm seeing posts ranging from "BRING IT ON, WOOOO" to "I'm so nervous, I could die", with a few "I'm crying already"s littered throughout. ♥ DEAN. SAM. ask;ldflk!

Also, I finally finished my fic for ggfic_exchange. It's called The Awful Daring of a Moment's Surrender, and it's Chuck/Nate, and rated R, although it says it's PG13. I'm... well, let's just say that it's not the best thing I've ever written. But I had to get it done, and get it out there. Domestic Chuck is HARD TO WRITE, OKAY?

ETA: It's bugging me that I didn't post that, because that also means that I can't go back and edit the million typos I just found during a read through. NOT ON.

And yesterday when I was supposed to be writing essays, I wrote like, 3000 words of Jon/Spencer highschool AU. Which is not very good, but I think with some tweaking it might be okay. Time shall tell.

Someone help me write something good for once, lord.

ETA2: We don't get tornadoes or hurricanes here in Atlantic Canada, but we do occasionally get ridiculously high winds that come across the marshes. Like they are currently doing. I was almost just killed by a rocking chair through the window beside my computer, and the power keeps flickering. And yet, my computer is still on...

Guess what, guess what? I'm reading fic. And it is not bandom fic. It is J2 fic. Specifically, it is felisblanco's Stretch Right Up And Touch The Sky. Which is a 6 part au in which they are in highschool and Jared has a crush, but he's almost 16 and Jensen is 19 and it's aweeeeeesome. ♥ I'm not finished, but I like it a lot so far. Just had to post, because I had an "omg this is not bandom" epiphany.

Good morning, friendslist! And hello to my fifty trillion new friends from the bandom friending meme. I'm psyched about all y'all.

This morning I got up voluntarily at seven. I don't even have class. What? NO IDEA. I've gotta go to the elementary school to teach guitar to a music class, but that's not until noon. I'm kinda excited about this; I will be bringing the G chord to a new generation. Well, realistically, it'll be more like E-minors all around. But, hey! Take what you can get.

I have a midterm tomorrow and I haven't read any of the source material besides James Joyce's The Dead. Honestly, I like Joyce's short stories better than his novels. In any event, I've got to first find out the pieces I've missed, read them, and invent some sort of commentary that will allow me to eloquently write a good answer for the essay question.

For some inexplicable reason, I've started reading my youngest brother's copy of Inkheart, which I like. I think I might have already told you this. Oh, well.

And now, some old fic recs for your morning. Things you've probably read before, but might wanna read again, I dunno.

& There Should Be A Name For Something Like This by SkoosiePants, PG-13 (I'd say), Brendon/Spencer. Hypothetically speaking...

& Mister, I Don't Believe In You by lazenby, R. Pete/Patrick. Hooker!au, in which Patrick is a hooker and Pete wants to write a novel about him. Because Pete is an author. Duh. 4 parts. YES.

& The Trials and Tribulations of a Lack of Education by formerlydf, NC-17, girl!Brendon/Jon. For some reason, Brendon in this reads more like an OFC, but it's still awesome and it still works, and there needs to be 324872342355 more fics about Jon Walker teaching people how good it is to get off.

I just had this ginormous urge to listen to Join Together, and I am shocked and awed to find that I do not have it. ANYBODY? An mp3 of Join Together by the Who?

Finished my Shakespeare essay, handed it in this morning. Not my best work, definitely not, but finished and in. I decided to write it and play along with the school thing right up until they kick me out on Friday (barring any miracles). Just in case, you know?

Also, the Ryan Ross/Dean Winchester fic that I'm writing refuses to have any plot. It just wants to have little snippets of scenarios that are sometimes amusing and sometimes full of angst. And they are also often full of a Brendon that never sleeps, but sits quietly and contemplatively between the hours of 3 and 6, even when he's been sucking back Red Bull. And it's kinda made me what to write something that is wee-morning-hours-quiet!Brendon all on it's own. But DEAN. And RYAN ROSS. Sigh.

Also, behind the scenes of the Colbert/Stewart/O'Brien brawl via shirethief. ♥ So much win, right there.

Last night, alwayseven was asking for five things prompts, so I offered "five times Ryan Ross called Dean Winchester", and she wrote it, and it's too awesome for words.

After reading that, I thought, well. There's a pairing I can get behind. So I started writing some myself. Anyone else on board with this ship?

If Ryan Ross were to meet Pete Townshend, this is how I think it would go. And other things would happen, too, like Spencer would make small inquisitive remarks about father figure issues (real quiet and non-pushy, though, because he knows how Ryan is) and Pete would give Ryan lots of tips about sleeping with other musicians ("but come on, Ross, the lead singer? Not even I went there"). But mostly, I think it would go like this.

To The Sound Of Old T-Rex
PG, gen
Ryan Ross & Pete Townshend

( Ryan Ross is not unused to stalking the blogs of musicians named Pete. )

Guys, give me Five Things prompts. For any fandom, but specifically Gossip Girl, SPN or Panic!. I wanna try writing something, but I don't know what.

Also, I know this is a 'been there, done that' for all you bandom old hats, but I wanna rec the fic Patricksitting (Call It A Love Song), which is Pete/Patrick and NC17 and contains underaged Patrick. I'm not sure why I've decided that it's insanely hot for Patrick to be the age he is while Pete's the age he is, but ever since fic has made me aware of their age difference, it's pretty much been a fic happy place for me. I recommend this even if you're not in the fandom. I mean, like. Pete's the babysitter. (Quit judging me, everyone else!)

LALALALALALALALLAALALLALALALALA *covers ears!* My brothers and parents are watching last season's final episode of Lost, and I don't wanna be spoiled!! I haven't watched last season's final... like, seven episodes, but I hold that I WILL SOMEDAY SOON. And I don't wanna be spoiled.

Of course, they've got it on top volume. Headphones, where art thou?

I'm getting pumped for the show tomorrow. I'm nervous about it, but also excited. The guitar is all restrung and worn in. It's got a sort of tinny tinge to it right now, and I'm hoping that'll settle out in the night. I'm not going to my one class at 8, so I can stay home and do some laundry and maybe have something to actually wear to this show.

And I've been reading Panic! AUs all night... one where they work as hosts, and one where they're vampires. Brendon as a Vampire is hotter than it should be.