The Night Before
In the run-up to the release of DH, I've been thinking I should get off my arse and finish my own "final battle" fics.
Title: The Night Before (2/5)
Author: pica_scribit
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4445 (in progress)
Genre: Romance, drama, humour, angst
Characters: Ron, Hermione, Harry, Ginny
Pairing(s): Ron/Hermione, Harry/Ginny, Neville/Harry/Ginny (implied)
Synopsis: What a few of the characters did on the night before the final battle.
Timeline: Spring 1998
Disclaimer: I am not J. K. Rowling. I own nothing. Please don't sue me.
Author's Note: Chapters take place simultaneously, and are therefore unnumbered. Feedback is my drug of choice. As usual, please report any errors or inconsistencies.
Excerpt:
He looked at the shiny square she offered him in puzzlement. "What is it?"
"It's a condom, Ron. It goes on your ... you know."
"What?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, for God's sake, Ronald! It goes on your penis!"
(Awkward)
Excerpt:
He usually felt strange wearing his glasses when he wore nothing else, but this time -- the first time -- he wanted to be able to see her perfectly. The way the lithe, pale shapes of her body moved beneath him. The curve of her small breasts as they filled his hands. The exquisite delicacy and detail of that beautiful, secret place between her thighs. The flush of her freckled cheeks as she gasped his name when he first entered her. The sweaty tangle of her copper-silk hair. But most of all, her eyes -- dark, excited, fearful, determined, beautiful -- locked with his own, hardly blinking, never looking away.
(Ready)
Title: The Night Before (2/5)
Author: pica_scribit
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4445 (in progress)
Genre: Romance, drama, humour, angst
Characters: Ron, Hermione, Harry, Ginny
Pairing(s): Ron/Hermione, Harry/Ginny, Neville/Harry/Ginny (implied)
Synopsis: What a few of the characters did on the night before the final battle.
Timeline: Spring 1998
Disclaimer: I am not J. K. Rowling. I own nothing. Please don't sue me.
Author's Note: Chapters take place simultaneously, and are therefore unnumbered. Feedback is my drug of choice. As usual, please report any errors or inconsistencies.
Excerpt:
He looked at the shiny square she offered him in puzzlement. "What is it?"
"It's a condom, Ron. It goes on your ... you know."
"What?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, for God's sake, Ronald! It goes on your penis!"
(Awkward)
Excerpt:
He usually felt strange wearing his glasses when he wore nothing else, but this time -- the first time -- he wanted to be able to see her perfectly. The way the lithe, pale shapes of her body moved beneath him. The curve of her small breasts as they filled his hands. The exquisite delicacy and detail of that beautiful, secret place between her thighs. The flush of her freckled cheeks as she gasped his name when he first entered her. The sweaty tangle of her copper-silk hair. But most of all, her eyes -- dark, excited, fearful, determined, beautiful -- locked with his own, hardly blinking, never looking away.
(Ready)