Okay. I can't focus on any of the remaining prompts I have to write, and I'm starting to feel a little better health-wise, so I'm going to try this
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The fancy dress robes are lying over the back of the chair. Red high heels are in a pile by the trunk. The pretty silks scarf that Padma bought during a recent trip to India is hanging over the open door of the wardrobe. Harry shrugs off his robe and lets them fall on the floor, not particularly concerned if they get wrinkled or not. Parvati makes a tsking noise from where she’s seated at the vanity, grinning at him when he catches her gaze in the mirror
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Ginny tastes like pumpkin juice and sugarquills the first time they kiss.
It’s too sweet, and Hermione has always been warned against indulging in sweets. She knows she should listen to the advice, but it’s difficult to think clearly when Ginny is licking into her mouth. It’s not her first kiss, and it won’t be her last, but it’s memorable in its own way. She sucks the sugar off of Ginny’s tongue, craving more, and they spend hours kissing beside the lake in the fading afternoon sunlight.
Ginny tastes of tears and misery when they kiss during the battle at Hogwarts.
It’s too bitter, and Hermione feels as if someone has reached inside to squeeze her heart because this isn’t right. This isn’t Ginny. There is sadness all around, and it’s been months without any contact, and she foolishly kissed Ron earlier, and Ginny somehow knows because the kiss is desperate and possessive. Ginny bites at her lip, wanting to leave a mark, and the tears are salty against Hermione’s tongue. Regardless of everything happening around them, this is what
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The club is loud and noisy. Ron feels out of place amidst all the young sweaty men who are gyrating to music that sounds like someone’s just banging on the lid of a rubbish can. He’s too old for this shite. He’s forty-five, after all, and a divorced Dad with children as old as some of the blokes prancing around with arse barely covered. It probably says something that his first instinct is to conjure a blanket to cover them up instead of wanting to get them out of those trousers
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Whoa, spot on! :D So in character (both of them), hot and - well, confused and "eyes-rolling-up", almost innocent Ron - that's exactly what I was hoping for! And the last phrase was exactly what I asked for. Bloody brilliant! :D You sure you don't want to switch this to be your favourite pairing? You'd be smashing! :) Aaaaanyway, thanks for that, you decorated my rather dull evening with a grin big enough to split my head in two (that's why God must have foreseen giving me ears, just in case).
Hermione’s in a right strop, lecturing him about using first years and how wrong it is to test their products on children. The way she’s acting, you’d think they were doing dangerous experiments instead of perfecting a few harmless pranks. Still, George knows better than to speak up and interrupt her. She’s already threatened to owl their mum, and that’s scarier than any lecture he might have to endure. Besides, he’s heard enough of them that he can recite them by heart by now, so he just uses the time to freely stare at her without drawing anyone’s attention
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Thank you! Now I wish for that very hot snogging you've mentioned. ^_^ I'm used to reading Hermione/Fred and it's a very rare treat to see Hermione/George. I wish for George to be a bit more selfish and snatch the girl he likes. ^_^
Spike rolls his eyes when Angel sulks and storms out like a child who has to share his favorite toy. Willow looks confused, and he can’t help but be amused. “You should surprise me more often, love
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First time writing that pair!
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Hermione/Ginny -- addicted to ginger
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It’s too sweet, and Hermione has always been warned against indulging in sweets. She knows she should listen to the advice, but it’s difficult to think clearly when Ginny is licking into her mouth. It’s not her first kiss, and it won’t be her last, but it’s memorable in its own way. She sucks the sugar off of Ginny’s tongue, craving more, and they spend hours kissing beside the lake in the fading afternoon sunlight.
Ginny tastes of tears and misery when they kiss during the battle at Hogwarts.
It’s too bitter, and Hermione feels as if someone has reached inside to squeeze her heart because this isn’t right. This isn’t Ginny. There is sadness all around, and it’s been months without any contact, and she foolishly kissed Ron earlier, and Ginny somehow knows because the kiss is desperate and possessive. Ginny bites at her lip, wanting to leave a mark, and the tears are salty against Hermione’s tongue. Regardless of everything happening around them, this is what ( ... )
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Hell to the YES!
Sorry. Incoherent comment is totally incoherent.
Just WOW! And THANK YOU!!! This is totally brilliant.
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You sure you don't want to switch this to be your favourite pairing? You'd be smashing! :)
Aaaaanyway, thanks for that, you decorated my rather dull evening with a grin big enough to split my head in two (that's why God must have foreseen giving me ears, just in case).
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I'm used to reading Hermione/Fred and it's a very rare treat to see Hermione/George. I wish for George to be a bit more selfish and snatch the girl he likes. ^_^
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Gabrielle
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