harry potter uncanon drabble-a-thon
RULES:
1. All characters must be at least of consensual age (sixteen!) in order to be written sexually.
2. All genres are welcome! Slash, Het, Femmeslash, Angst, Romance, Humor, ANYTHING. Just make sure it fits the prompt! :)
3. No "seconding" prompts! It doesn't help get anything written, so just write it
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After the final darkness, the smog of the battles lifting, they find that some darknesses are harder to conquer. Ron still dreams darkly sometimes, and when he's alone at nightfall he sometimes feels the panic rising. It dulls over time, though, and he still has hope that the memories will fade completely. He still has hope, and that's enough.
He has hope because he has Luna, who also has nightmares sometimes or jumps when he touches her, but who always, always smiles brightly at him when he comes in and who always, always make him realise that they're not dead at all. Luna, who points out ladybugs on the windowsill and who wears the first flower of spring in her hair - it makes him forget all about whatever it was that he dreamed about, and instead hug her until his heart feels like it's about to burst.
They're alive. They have each other. There is hope.
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she makes me happy inside too :D
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Usually I have something to think about, but occasionally I masturbate instead. I never masturbate in my dormitory, because I can feel the boys close by, and their smell and proximity disturbs me. I also prefer it in here because there’s a wall length mirror.
I continued fantasising about strange people today. I suppose you could call it my little challenge to rape myself. Because I have to force myself to think about these people. Sometimes I even retch as I’m ejaculating. Today it was Professor Mcgonagall; I’m not sure why, but her face came straight to mind when I got my penis out. I think her vagina must be very dry.
Afterwards, I thought of her docking points from Slytherin because I hadn’t been big enough.
It would be peturbing, to muggles, or girls, I suppose, to imagine things like that. But I find my mind expands with such things. They help me realise how petty feelings are.
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Great job!
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Just noticed I misspelled perturbing. Gah.
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But then Lee’s hand is gently pressing against George’s chest, pushing him away, and George can only stare at Lee’s sad face in confusion as he licks at his reddened lips.
“I’m in love with your brother,” Lee says again, and this time, George hears him perfectly. George’s mind immediately produces images of Fred and Angelina huddled together, kissing and holding hands, and suddenly it all makes sense.
He forces a grin, one that Fred would be proud of, and Lee’s eyes are suddenly alight with happiness.
No matter how badly it hurt, George could be Fred if it meant keeping Lee with him.
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I told you it would be great! I haven't written or read much Harry/Draco in a long time, but this was refreshingly them.
;D
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