[Fic] "Better Left Unseen" -- Harry Potter
I seem to have inadvertently lied; I don't actually have my thoughts on Angel Sanctuary in order yet. But I swear I will post about it sooner or later!
Here is a ficlet instead.
This is a... thing... that I wrote about a year and a half ago, and never posted for various reasons. It's extremely pointless, and rather OOC (though I did revise it to sort of take current canon into account... for a certain value of 'into account'), and, well, did I mention that it's pointless and OOC? Also, implied smut. And polyamory, though not everyone's happy about that part.
It's called "Better Left Unseen," though really, "Better Left Unwritten" would be an equally appropriate title. :-)
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Better Left Unseen
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"Hey, Ginny, you won't believe the crazy thing that Harry..."
Ron trailed into stupefied silence, mouth open and limbs hanging loose.
Ginny laid her fingers over Hermione's mouth to stifle a horrified squeak, her other hand still busy on Luna's breasts. "Yes, Ron. We know, Ron. It's true, Ron. Now go away."
"I don't see why he couldn't join us," said Luna, pale eyes gleaming. Hermione flushed.
Ron stared at his girlfriend, his baby sister -- who was supposed to be with Harry, fuck it -- and the crazy girl he'd thought might fancy him a bit. They were -- one bed -- hands -- naked -- tongue--
"That would be incest, Luna," said Ginny, and stifled another squeak from Hermione, who now looked nearly incandescent with embarrassment and guilt. Ron felt his own face heat.
"Oh," said Luna. She sighed. "Pity. Please pull yourself together and leave, Ron. You're upsetting Hermione."
"And you're making me angry," added Ginny, her voice taking on that edge she'd picked up from Mum, the one that reached down your spine, sank hooks into your stomach, and made you jump to attention and fear for your life.
Ron found himself outside the bedroom before he'd actually decided to move.
"You knew!" he shouted at Harry, who was slouched on Ginny's sofa, fingers loosely wrapped around a bottle of butterbeer. "You bloody well knew and you didn't even try to stop me going in there! You didn't stop them! You sodding bastard. How can you let Ginny do that? And Hermione? Don't you care?"
Harry shrugged. "Ginny and I understand each other; if this is how she wants to spend her Friday nights, I don't mind. They've been doing this for a few months now, but Hermione was too nervous to tell you. She's been driving everyone nuts for weeks, worrying about how you'd react when you found out. Ginny and I figured inviting you over would kill two birds with one stone."
"Two birds? Huh?"
"Er, make you find out so we aren't all waiting for the other shoe to drop, and get back at Hermione for driving us nuts."
Ron drew himself upright, furious, and glared at Harry. "Two birds. Right. If you ever, ever send me into something like that again, I don't care if you're my best friend -- I'll kill you. Ginny's my sister. There are some things a man just shouldn't see! And of fucking course Hermione was worried -- she's cheating on me!"
Unbelievably, Harry grinned. "Oh, get over it. So your girlfriend's bi. So you saw your sister naked. So what. At least they're not possessed or running off to confront evil wizards one-on-one. And trust me, Hermione's crazy about you; this is just... stress relief, or something." He leaned forward, smirking just like the twins when they were about to spring a really nasty trick. "Relax, Ron. Have a drink. And tell me -- are they as hot together as I think they are?"
Ron lunged across the room, intent on killing his friend.
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Inspired by the 12/28/04 15minuteficlets word #87: interrupted
Here is a ficlet instead.
This is a... thing... that I wrote about a year and a half ago, and never posted for various reasons. It's extremely pointless, and rather OOC (though I did revise it to sort of take current canon into account... for a certain value of 'into account'), and, well, did I mention that it's pointless and OOC? Also, implied smut. And polyamory, though not everyone's happy about that part.
It's called "Better Left Unseen," though really, "Better Left Unwritten" would be an equally appropriate title. :-)
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Better Left Unseen
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"Hey, Ginny, you won't believe the crazy thing that Harry..."
Ron trailed into stupefied silence, mouth open and limbs hanging loose.
Ginny laid her fingers over Hermione's mouth to stifle a horrified squeak, her other hand still busy on Luna's breasts. "Yes, Ron. We know, Ron. It's true, Ron. Now go away."
"I don't see why he couldn't join us," said Luna, pale eyes gleaming. Hermione flushed.
Ron stared at his girlfriend, his baby sister -- who was supposed to be with Harry, fuck it -- and the crazy girl he'd thought might fancy him a bit. They were -- one bed -- hands -- naked -- tongue--
"That would be incest, Luna," said Ginny, and stifled another squeak from Hermione, who now looked nearly incandescent with embarrassment and guilt. Ron felt his own face heat.
"Oh," said Luna. She sighed. "Pity. Please pull yourself together and leave, Ron. You're upsetting Hermione."
"And you're making me angry," added Ginny, her voice taking on that edge she'd picked up from Mum, the one that reached down your spine, sank hooks into your stomach, and made you jump to attention and fear for your life.
Ron found himself outside the bedroom before he'd actually decided to move.
"You knew!" he shouted at Harry, who was slouched on Ginny's sofa, fingers loosely wrapped around a bottle of butterbeer. "You bloody well knew and you didn't even try to stop me going in there! You didn't stop them! You sodding bastard. How can you let Ginny do that? And Hermione? Don't you care?"
Harry shrugged. "Ginny and I understand each other; if this is how she wants to spend her Friday nights, I don't mind. They've been doing this for a few months now, but Hermione was too nervous to tell you. She's been driving everyone nuts for weeks, worrying about how you'd react when you found out. Ginny and I figured inviting you over would kill two birds with one stone."
"Two birds? Huh?"
"Er, make you find out so we aren't all waiting for the other shoe to drop, and get back at Hermione for driving us nuts."
Ron drew himself upright, furious, and glared at Harry. "Two birds. Right. If you ever, ever send me into something like that again, I don't care if you're my best friend -- I'll kill you. Ginny's my sister. There are some things a man just shouldn't see! And of fucking course Hermione was worried -- she's cheating on me!"
Unbelievably, Harry grinned. "Oh, get over it. So your girlfriend's bi. So you saw your sister naked. So what. At least they're not possessed or running off to confront evil wizards one-on-one. And trust me, Hermione's crazy about you; this is just... stress relief, or something." He leaned forward, smirking just like the twins when they were about to spring a really nasty trick. "Relax, Ron. Have a drink. And tell me -- are they as hot together as I think they are?"
Ron lunged across the room, intent on killing his friend.
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Inspired by the 12/28/04 15minuteficlets word #87: interrupted