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Name: slumber in the fandom
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<B>Title:</B>
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<B>Additional Notes:</B>
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Abandon the search for truth. Settle for a good fantasy. -Anonymous, and why I write and read There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.
-Oscar Wilde, and why I read what I read All happy families resemble each other, each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
-Leo Tolstoy, and why I write what I write It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do.
-Jerome K. Jerome, and why I love the fandom as much as I do
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The light by your bed burns brightly, and in the silence of the room you flip the page of a book, but the black ink bleeds into the paper and the lines blur into meaningless jumble.
You stop to rub your temples and you fetch another cup of tea.
You sip, and the aroma nudges your senses awake, so you resume waiting for him to come home, with alcohol in his breath and the marks of other men on his skin. You open the book.
Nothing still makes sense.
It is late, and you are as blind as the night.
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Title: The Assassin's Tango Fandom: Weiss Kreuz Pairing: Brad Crawford/Hidaka Ken Rating: PG-13 Word Count: ~1,500 Summary: Life after Weiss isn't as easy to figure out, but Ken's taking it one day at a time. Additional Notes: Written for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) chaosraven for the ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) weissday challenge/fest here, this is (and will remain to be) my only venture into the Weiss Kreuz fandom, which is quite tragic, because I don't even ship brad/ken. :\ ( The first few weeks after they were first disbanded have been easy to figure out. )Tags: challenge: fest entry, fandom: other, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: above 1000
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Title: Stages Fandom: Queer as Folk Pairing: Canon Rating: PG? Word Count: 250 words Summary: Michael's family is dying. Additional Notes: ccharlotte was reading too many cancer!Brian fics. There's a logical connection there somewhere, I'm sure. :| Michael's family is dying. He doesn't think about it very often, though, if at all, because Ben works out, Hunter still outruns him by a mile, and they finished Liberty Ride together. It's a thought that startles him when Hunter complains about the winter cold or Ben sneezes, and then he thinks about it, but only for a while. Because when Michael imagines the future he sees him and Ben with white hair and grandchildren. *Michael's family is dying. There was a draft in the apartment and nobody remembers anymore who left the window open, but three days in and Hunter's caught a cold. "Here, take some vitamins," Michael says. "Have some water." "Orange juice?" He breaks down with a fever, and it isn't just the flu anymore. Ben catches it too. "We'll be fine," he tells Michael, and Michael asks the doctor if he has a stronger prescription to give. *Michael's family is dying. The doctor asks to talk to Michael in private, and when he comes out he heads straight to Brian's apartment. "Fuck them," Brian says, arm slung around him as they both lay amid broken furniture. "We're all the family we fucking need." Michael's lips are tight and he takes another joint, knuckles shaking and bleeding. He breathes it in deep and holds it until it burns like fucking hell. " Fuck them," he lies. *Michael's family is dying, and nobody knows what to say. He locks himself in a room, shooting down hugs or offers of kind words with a deadened look in his eyes. Even Brian says nothing. *Michael's family is dead. Tags: fandom: qaf, rating: pg, type: gen, word count: 201-500
mood:  restless
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Title: Five Things That Roger Davies Never Did Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Roger/Blaise Rating: PG Word Count: 525 Summary: See title. :| Additional Notes: Written for ccharlotte, and written also for fanfic100, under the prompt If. ( Roger rolls the name on his tongue, contemplating it during practice, in class, as he catches glimpses of avoidant olive-green eyes across the Great Hall, along dungeon corridors and Hogsmeade weekends. )Tags: challenge: fanfic100, character: blaise zabini, character: roger davies, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 501-999
mood:  accomplished
music: Danielle Spencer - White Monkey
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Title: Nothing Gold Can Stay Fandom: HP Pairing: none, really? Rating: PG Word Count: 400 words Summary: Nature's first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold. Additional Notes: For fanfic100, for the prompt Fall. Title, chapter titles and general inspiration taken from Robert Frost's poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay". Written from ccharlotte's prompts: autumn, colour, subtle kissing--which I completely forgot. Shit. Sorry. :\ ( Eden sank into grief )Tags: challenge: fanfic100, character: blaise zabini, character: roger davies, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 201-500
music: The Sounds - Tony the Beat
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Title: Gentler Kisses Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Vague, but let's put it at Ravenclaws, although it could work with another pairing I like. Rating: PG Word Count: 150 words--me and my love affair with the exact Summary: There were gentler kisses now. Additional Notes: For the fanfic100 challenge, for the prompt Taste. I haven't written properly in ages so this is a little. Meh. Unexpected, I guess. I was trying to write something else. There were kisses that burned his lips and marked his skin long after they first claimed him territory. There were kisses that haunted him long after they'd gone, kisses from a wide-eyed boy with messy hair and goofy grins, now a lonely boy with delicate wrists and soft lips and kisses that lingered. There were kisses that he remembered, kisses that he missed, kisses from the boy he loved who thought love wasn't enough. There were kisses he learned to forget, kisses he learned to replace with kind smiles and shy hellos, hesitant pauses that eased back into years of friendship and light banter with the same wide-eyed boy who kissed his heart to pieces. There were gentler kisses now because they meant nothing and, in being so, broke nothing. They were too fragile to break anymore, the boys and their kisses. But one kiss might have made them whole. Tags: challenge: fanfic100, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 150
mood:  discontent
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Title: Fiction in the Spaces Between Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Justin, Terry, Michael Rating: PG Word Count: 563 words Summary: Lisa Turpin watches Ravenclaws from the sidelines. Additional Notes: For the fanfic100 prompt Middles. Also for siobhanohare, because I couldn't finish the other fic just yet without getting distracted by this one. This was only supposed to be 100 words. :| Inspired in part by Telling Stories by Tracy Chapman. A little scattered, a little weird, I hope you forgive me. :| ( She spends the hours making up stories. )Tags: challenge: fanfic100, character: justin finch-fletchley, character: michael corner, character: terry boot, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 501-999
mood:  quixotic
music: Tracy Chapman - Telling Stories
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Title: Pansy's Presents Pairing: Draco/Ron Rating: PG Word Count: 101 Summary: Pansy comes around to show her approval of Draco's new beau. Additional Notes: Written as a pinch-hit for hp_kris_kringle in Christmas '05. For Christmas that year Pansy had given Draco a present for a night out on Muggle London, providing them with dinner reservations at a classy restaurant as well as luxury accommodations for the night. Her note had instructed Draco to introduce his 'companion' to culture and that she still did not quite approve. Ron had been stunned. "Close your mouth, Weasley, unless you’d like to put it to better uses," Draco smirked, tugging his companion to the bed of their hotel room and hoping Pansy forgives him for ignoring dinner reservations, and the socks Ron thought fit to get her. Tags: character: draco malfoy, character: pansy parkinson, character: ron weasley, rating: pg, type: slash, word count: 100
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Title: Ava Adore Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Harry/Ginny Rating: PG Word Count: 200 Summary: Harry and Ginny are in love, but. Post-war. Additional Notes: Again, written for xylodemon's I Didn't Get to Go to TWH Ficlet-a-thon. For saphreanth, who prompted with Harry/Ginny. Post-war, but dark. They are both definitely in love with one another, but still, dark. Prompt: lovely girl, you're the murder in my world (from the song Ava Adore by The Smashing Pumpkins). Thanks also goes to siobhanohare, who laughed at me when my word count went from 58 to 74 in thirty minutes. :| Sometimes she’d like to believe in fairy tales, like she did when she was so much younger. Sometimes she wished that a boy’s smile and the flutter of a girl’s heart set everything right. Sometimes she wanted to close her eyes and open them to white picket fences and sun-dappled gardens and his smile. Her blush. Everything right. *He thought it would be over when it was over. He thought he’d finally get his normal life back, the one that was stolen from him when he was one, the one that kept slipping from his fingers when he was thirteen, and then sixteen. He deserved to be surrounded by his friends, not haunted by their memories. *There was a story once, tucked between a poem and a tale of knights and quests, of a perfect, short life traded in for a longer, tragic story trapped in the pages of a gift. She wonders if she’d made that choice. *In a quiet moment he finds her in the kitchen, humming to herself. He stands behind her, hand resting comfortably on her stomach as he kisses her good morning. She leans back against him and he smiles. She blushes. And everything’s right. Tags: character: ginny weasley, character: harry potter, rating: pg, type: het, word count: 200
mood: accomplished
music: You'll Be Safe Here - Rivermaya
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Title: Missing Halves Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Harry/Ron, Remus/Sirius Rating: PG Word Count: 200 words Summary: Ron waits up for Harry, who is away. Remus sits with him. War-time. (Also hints at OotP events) Additional Notes: Again, was pinch-hitting for hp_kris_kringle. Yes, am too lazy to write anything new. :| "More tea?" you offer, and Ron removes his gaze from the window long enough to smile weakly at you. "Tea would be good, Professor, thanks," he says, voice hoarse, and you make your way to the kitchen, returning with a pot of tea after a while. He has returned to watching the snow fall outside the window. "He'll be alright, won't he?" he asks in a whisper. And you remember when you asked yourself the same question over and over until that last time. "You'll be alright," you say instead, and only then do you realise that you are, somehow. Tags: character: harry potter, character: remus lupin, character: ron weasley, character: sirius black, rating: pg, type: slash, word count: 200
mood:  sleepy
music: Momentum - Vienna Teng
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Title: Premonitions Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Blaise/Theodore, very very subtle hint of Draco/Theodore Word Count: 100 words Rating: PG Additional Notes: Written for ccharlotte, who prodded and whined. :D Prompted by "Hogwarts era, best friendship/slight sexual tones :|" and "with colour playing a role :|" Also, forgive the title, I was being rushed. :| One day, when they were older, they'd realise. In between sheets of forest green, Blaise will wake to quiet gasps and soft cries, the sound of muffled demands and the whisper of a name that isn’t his, and then he’d realise. With a craving for red wine, Theodore will turn to find Blaise’s head on his shoulder, and then, to the crescendo of Act Three, Scene Two and the soft breathing of the boy sleeping against him, he’d realise. One day they’d realise, but until then Blaise shifts restlessly in his bed and Theodore tugs at his formal-black collar impatiently. Tags: character: blaise zabini, character: theodore nott, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 100
mood: accomplished
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Title: Colour-Coded Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Draco/Theodore Word Count: 100 words Rating: PG Additional Notes: I'd forgotten that I hadn't posted this yet until ccharlotte prompted me to write Theodore/Blaise and something with colours. :| Colours have a way of defining, shaping, Theodore's life. Green for the colours he proudly wears, black for the colours he soon shall. All shades of these colours, cool and dark, are good for him--blend in the black of night, wear robes of dark green, make acquaintances with Ravenclaw blue. He avoids all hues and shades of red, warm and bright, like the red and gold of Gryffindor arrogance, the happy yellows of Hufflepuff inanity, red-orange of Weasley poverty, and he slips into black night from Draco's bed to his just before the sky turns orange and betrays him. Tags: character: draco malfoy, character: theodore nott, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 100
mood:  sheepish
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Title: A Cultural Thing Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Draco/Zacharias Word Count: 100 words Rating: PG Additional Notes: Yes, I shipped Draco/Zach, especially after reading the stuff sarahtales wrote. Had a bit of trouble with this one, though. "Look, it's bad enough you're a Hufflepuff." "What's wrong with being a Hufflepuff?" Zacharias asked indignantly. Draco gave him a long-suffering look. Zacharias glared. "We just need my parents to warm up to the idea of you, is all I'm saying," Draco mumbled as means of explanation. "Didn't take you long to warm up." Zacharias smirked. Draco studiously ignored him. "It's only for Christmas." "It's not even a proper Jewish holiday." "You're Jewish too?" "Brilliant. I've Nazi in-laws." "Close enough," Draco said. "Don't we have any common ground?" "We're both boys?" Draco held his face in his hands and sobbed. Tags: character: draco malfoy, character: zacharias smith, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 100
mood:  crappy
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Title: Blame the Nargles Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Hermione/Luna Length: 200 words Rating: PG Warnings: None Summary: Christmas spirit helps, a bit. Additional Notes: I wasn't going to post any more drabbles because I figured you guys would be sick of all the requests I've been putting up :P but then I realised this one was a Christmas drabble, so haha. This goes out to everyone. Happy Holidays! Edit: For fanfic100, for the prompt Where?Hermione found Luna standing directly underneath a mistletoe on the day before students were to leave Hogwarts for the holidays, head tilted up, blue eyes wide, waist-length dirty blonde hair hanging loosely back and mouth slightly open. She stood watching for a few minutes, and Luna stood gaping at the mistletoe for the whole time. Hermione cleared her throat. Luna kept staring. Hermione shook her head. "Do you see?" came the softest voice. "I beg your pardon?" "The nargles," Luna went on, as if she'd been talking to Hermione all this time. "Look, they're hiding behind the leaves, but I saw a flutter of a nargle just a second ago." There are no such things as nargles, Hermione would have said, but the words died in her throat at the mesmerised look that lit up Luna's face. It must have been the Christmas air, because Hermione didn't feel like spoiling Luna's fun. "No, I'm afraid I didn't see them," she said instead, taking a few steps to stand beside Luna, and looking up briefly. "I bet they're hiding now, since you've spotted them." Luna looked down from where the nargles lived, and looked at Hermione with an odd expression. "Mistletoe." Tags: challenge: fanfic100, character: hermione granger, character: luna lovegood, rating: pg, type: femmeslash, type: rare ships, word count: 200
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Sorry about spamming, people. XP I just want to finish this all before Christmas Day ends here. :P Just, um, two or three more to go after this, I swear! Title: Nothing Says It Better Than Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Harry/Ron Length: 200 words Rating: PG Warnings: None Summary: Harry, Ron, and fruitcake Additional Notes: For gutterqueen, who is in Sweden right now. Hope you had a lovely time! "So," Harry's voice broke through the silence finally. "So," Ron echoed. Harry glanced at him, eyebrow raised and a questioning look on his face. "Well?" Ron shrugged, hands digging into the pockets of his trousers, lips forming a thoughtful sort of pout that made Harry want to screw the dilemma and just, well, screw Ron. "I dunno, really." "Neither do I." "I mean, I like fruitcake, you know, it's just that--" "Like when Molly's jumpers started pouring in by the dozens--" "And it's good at first, really, it's delicious and everything--" "But then it gets kind of old after a while--" "Especially when there's three dozen of them at last count--" An owl flew over their heads then, coming in from the open window of their decently-decorated-for-the-holidays, medium-sized flat in downtown London, and dropped a Christmas-wrapped package onto Harry's feet. He picked it up and flipped the card open. "'To Harry and Ron: Happy Christmas and Congratulations. Love from Hermione and Viktor. PS: Real gift to come later, when you both come over for dinner. You must be there or else.'" Harry read aloud, grinning sheepishly at Ron's expression. "Make that three dozen and one." Tags: character: harry potter, character: ron weasley, rating: pg, type: slash, word count: 200
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Title: Caught Off-Guard Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Dean/Padma Length: 200 words Rating: PG Additional Notes: Also for mauraders. Merry Christmas! <3 Edit: For fanfic100, for the prompt Red.When Padma turned around one day, she found Dean Thomas gazing at her curiously. "Yes?" she asked, rather politely, a bit surprised with the intensity of the stare and just a little bit disturbed as well. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you were, ah--" Dean snapped out of his daze, shaking his head slightly and offering Padma a sheepish grin. "I was just..." Padma raised an eyebrow and remained silent, watching Dean curiously as he gestured around with his fingers. "Well, you looked deep in thought and I thought with the angle and your face half-turned, and well, yeah, you kind of, er. Well it's different from Parvati somehow, the angles and the bone structure and there's the way you carry yourself and, ah, I should stop rambling now, yeah?" Dean grinned in an embarrassed sort of way that made the corner of Padma's mouth curve ever so slightly up in amusement. "I see," she nodded tentatively. Dean's face broke out in a relieved grin. "And?" "You wouldn't mind if I drew you, would you?" Dean blurted out. It was the first time Padma had been caught off-guard, and Dean thought she was even prettier when she blushed. Tags: challenge: fanfic100, character: dean thomas, character: padma patil, rating: pg, type: het, type: rare ships, word count: 200
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Title: Slytherin Affairs Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Draco/Blaise Length: 100 words Rating: PG Additional Notes: For sailorsimba, who prompted me with "party". And posting it now because this is when they celebrate Christmas. :P Happy Christmas, love! <3 Like all Slytherin affairs, it starts late.He strolls in unapologetically, wearing navy blue robes and a pretty young heiress on his arm. He nods coolly from where he stands. Their eyes lock for a split-second. Like all Slytherin affairs, it ends promptly.The guests mingle by the ballroom, leaving in small groups. He comes back from the lavatory twenty minutes late, hair combed back and winning Italian charms put on to soothe his impatient date. He barely turns his blond head to watch as they leave the hall. Like all Slytherin affairs, nobody talks about what happens in between.Tags: character: blaise zabini, character: draco malfoy, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 100
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Title: It Was Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Cho/Ginny Length: 100 words Rating: PG Warnings: None Additional Notes: For vexiphem, who requested Ginny/Cho with the keywords "I traded the only player that was bigger than the game", or something to that effect. Er, this was what came up. :P Edit: For fanfic100, for the prompt Air. It was the way she flew. It was the way she gripped onto the broom, small hands suddenly firm and strong. It was the way she leaned forward with focused almond-brown eyes, the way long black hair followed the wind behind her. It enthralled her. *It was the way she flew yesterday. It was the way her small, delicate hands trembled ever so slightly, and the way she held onto the broom not to direct it, but to cling to it. It was the stoop in her posture, the limpness in her tied down hair. It almost broke her heart. Tags: challenge: fanfic100, character: cho chang, character: ginny weasley, rating: pg, type: femmeslash, type: rare ships, word count: 100
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Title: Prologue Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Theodore/Justin Length: 100 words Rating: PG Warnings: None Summary: Pre-slash; the beginning of it all. Additional Notes: For wyoming_knott, who requested Theodore/Hufflepuff, "clams on a half shell and roller skates" (or just work in the lyrics of the song that comes from). siobhanohare told me to use Justin, which I did, which is why this turned out pre-slash instead of slash. *facepalms* "Let's get together, how 'bout a quarter to ten..." Of all Herbology partners in the world-- "Come tomorrow, let's all do it again..." -- how does he end up with the one Hufflepuff that sings? "Boys will be boys, better--" "Justin." "Mm?" "Stop singing." "Why?" "It disturbs the mimosa fermatia." "Don't be silly, Teddy. It likes singing." "Don't call me Teddy either." "But you're a Theodore!" "Justin." "You're not very nice." Theodore rubbed his temples and pinched the bridge of his nose. "--better let them have their toys..." It was going to be an incredibly long Herbology period. Tags: character: justin finch-fletchley, character: theodore nott, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 100
mood:  ditzy
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Title: Ten Minutes Later Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Padma/Justin Length: 100 words Rating: PG Warnings: None Summary: What happens ten minutes later. Additional Notes: For ninotsjka_bloom, who requested Padma/Justin and purple. Edit: For fanfic100, for the prompt Purple. There was a fairly large purple bruise on Justin's eye when Padma walked into him in the library, and he shied away from her when she saw it. She sat down beside him and asked him what happened, but he wouldn't say even though they both knew that Padma knew, so Padma took out her wand and uttered a quick healing spell instead. "You should be more careful," Padma said. "I know. I'm sorry." "There's nothing to be sorry about, I--" "I should have asked." "Yes, perhaps you should have." "Padma?" "Hmm?" "Do you mind if I kiss you?" ( Also, inane, maybe petty rambling )Tags: challenge: fanfic100, character: justin finch-fletchley, character: padma patil, rating: pg, type: het, type: rare ships, word count: 100
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Title: Born Blessed Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Pansy/Draco (implied) Length: 100 words Rating: PG Warnings: None Summary: The life of a pureblood Additional Notes: For longsunday, who requested Pansy/Draco and "being pureblood". Not entirely shippy. Er. You were born lucky, they tell you, with a silver spoon in your mouth and the world in your platter. Or you would have been, if only. You were born to privileges, they remind you, with generations of purity before you, superior over all, inferior to none. Or you would be, if only. And you believed it, took it all in, and let it shape your life. He let it shape his, too. And when both your arms burn, you waste no time hesitating, and Apparate immediately. Because blessed are they whose blood is pure, for the world is theirs. Tags: character: draco malfoy, character: pansy parkinson, rating: pg, type: het, type: rare ships, word count: 100
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Title: Vases of Vanity Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Pansy/Ginny Word Count: 100 words Rating: PG Additional Notes: Written for fallenravie, who requested Pansy/Ginny with the prompt "See yourself through flowers in a jar". She turns her face at different angles, examines her make-up, and nods at herself in the mirror. "Ready for the Ball?" "In a while," she calls out, and steps out in elegant robes. She is beautiful. *She tucks pale freckled arms into his, blushes at compliments, and hears them whisper, 'she's so lucky'. "Have I introduced you to--" "Pleased to meet you," she says, smiling amidst envious awe. She is sweet. *Later they are alone-- her make-up is smudged, her smile is gone. She isn't beautiful with lonely tears, and her desperate kisses aren't sweet. It's not what matters. Tags: character: ginny weasley, character: pansy parkinson, rating: pg, type: femmeslash, type: rare ships, word count: 100
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Title: One Way or Another Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Harry/Colin Length: 100 words Rating: G Warnings: None Summary: Colin watches Harry. Additional Notes: For mandrake1981, who requested for a Harry/Colin drabble. Erm, this was the very first drabble I wrote for the holiday drabbles, so, apologies as I was likely still getting into the whole drabbling thing then. Harry never looked at him, never glanced his way, never saw him through eyes that never dulled even when-- Harry never knew he was there, even when he was the only one looking. Even when he was the only one there. He took pictures anyway, and he never stopped, even when Hermione had asked him to, even when Ron had threatened him if he didn't. He had to be careful not to be seen though, except now not even Harry's pictures look at him anymore. He waited for the last photo to dry. It doesn't matter. One day Harry will. Tags: character: colin creevey, character: harry potter, rating: pg, type: rare ships, type: slash, word count: 100
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