HP fic: "Missing Strings"

Title: Missing Strings
Author: bedlamsbard
Fandom: HP
Rating: PG
Summary: "Sir, are you saying this is a parallel universe?"
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and its characters, settings, situations, etc., belong to J.K. Rowling.
Author's Notes: Written for briebribeez for apocalyptothon. Takes place in a roughly OotP-shaped place, if OotP had not happened. AU. Had the misfortune of being begun in June 2008, a.k.a. the descent into Narnia.

we cannot change the past

'cause i knew all along he'd take his angels home

You know, there's a pretty good chance that the fact that the majority of my Narnia playlists are "my baby done left me" country is making me even more melancholy than I already am.

Oh, shut up, after stating the fact that my OTP is "The Country and Her Boy", it's not like I have any reputation left to protect anyway. And it's good country. It's not the "beer for my horses" type.

(No, seriously, tell me this isn't the perfect Narnia POV song post-PC? Or that this isn't an excellent Lucy PC-era song? Or that this isn't bitter Narnia at the beginning of PC? (No wonder Peter has such a headache.)

Of course, it's not all doom and gloom and country. Some of it's Peter's fucked up love affair with Narnia, post-LWW drinking and all. Some of it's immortal!Susan going crazy after sixty years alone. And some of it's Peta and Caspian getting it on.)

Still, the majority of it is "my baby done left me" country. *shrug* And I'm not even just talking about my Peter/Narnia playlist here. (My Edmund playlist, on the other hand, is strangely upbeat, but my Edmund is the only mostly sane one.)

But on the bright side, my school is not under twenty feet of water! Hurrah for New Orleans! Hurrah for Tulane! Hurrah for warm weather!