HARRY POTTER NON-CANON SHIPS COMMENT FICATHON

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Harry Potter Non-Canon Ships Comment Ficathon

THE RULES ARE THUS:

1. WHAT MAKES A NON-CANON SHIP? Anything that is not at least one-sided in the books. This means that Snape/Lily is canon, even if she may (or may not) have ever reciprocated. Bellatrix/Voldemort is canon. Lavendar/Ron is canon. Obviously everyone who's married and/or dates is canon. OBHWF is canon, Harry/Cho is canon. Ships that are not stated as fact in the books are not canon. That means UC ships are good, slash is good, femslash is good. For our purposes, we are not counting JKR's interviews as canon. That means that if you wanted to prompt, say, who knows, Hannah/Neville, you could, because it's not in the text itself.

2. You leave a comment with a pairing and a prompt. You respond to prompts that you like. Your prompt must pertain to a non-canon ship. You may specify a character within that ship if you want the fic written from that characters perspective. You may also specify a timeline if you'd like, or if you want it to take place in the movie!verse.

3. When writing fic, put in your title SHIP - TITLE OF FIC (rating optional). This will help us archive if we later archive things. I don't have time to archive anything right now, but if someone wants to volunteer, we can make that happen.

4. LEAVE FEEDBACK. Comments are the lifeblood of the internet.

5. NO WANK. I'll delete your ass. And we're dealing with ships and I am deletion happy, so watch yourself.

6. There will be spoilers for the movie all over this post, I am sure. You have been warned.

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Comments

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Voldemort/Harry Poter; into the abyss

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Ron Weasley/Draco Malfoy; sins of the fathers

[miss-mady.livejournal.com]

harry/hermione - and if you think i don't miss you everyday

Harry/Hermione - And love too will ruin us

[starseed4.livejournal.com]

The phone rings at least once a week, but he doesn't have the strength to answer anymore. Ginny had asked him, once, why he insisted on setting one up when owls and apparation would always be more practical, but even when he didn't give her a straight answer she didn't seem particularly thrown off by the whole thing. She had lived with her father for years. It only seemed natural.

The truth is there is only one other person he knows who uses a telephone and it seems like cheating, but Harry gives Hermione his number one day and says "Here, call me." He crumples it into her fist like he's a teenager again and trying to ask Cho Chang out on a date, all nerves and shaking because what if she says no or what if they get caught, sneaking around when they aren't really sneaking. She's his friend, they're allowed to call each other.

She's his friend.

Hermione calls him and whispers into the receiver stories about children and husbands, dinners that don't cook themselves, and have you read The Daily Prophet, Harry? You really should, there's a great article on the new system at Azkaban. Protests, Harry. People standing up for what they believe. Doesn't it make you feel young again, to hear of such things? We're still young at heart, Harry. You feel it too, right, that beating in your chest?

He listens to Hermione drown out the quiet in his study and thinks yes, I miss you too. She's saying it in her chatter and he says it in his silence, because they can't say it out loud when spouses and children knocking at their doors, extracting promises. To have and to hold. When Ginny kisses him he thinks of Hermione and Ron in their house and The Daily Prophet at their feet and why is Ron kissing her, that was supposed to be me, that was never me, this is me, this is my house, this is my wife, this is my Daily Prophet and we don't share these things, not anymore.

He dreams of building a machine that lets him leap through the telephone line into her arms, but the reality is exhausting and so he stops answering the phone when it rings ("What if it's someone important?" Ginny always asks, but he knows it could only ever be one person and it's always important, but so is this, he wants to say, so are we). He runs away from her and he knows it's unfair, because Hermione Granger is the only person who has never run from him and he loves her for that; he loves her for that and so much more, but he can't, because Ron is on his telephone line now asking about Ginny and he wonders how he got this number, but doesn't ask. There's only one person who had this number, besides himself.

"Hermione says 'hi'," Ron exhales in the same breath as quidditch results.

"Tell her I say it back," he responds, and it's the closest to saying 'I love you' that they'll ever get.

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Fenrir Greyback/Harry Potter; "Man is the only animal that can remain on friendly terms with the victims he intends to eat until he eats them." -- Samuel Butler

[bisclaveret.livejournal.com]

Cho Chang/George Weasley -
All your ghosts
Lift their glasses and drink a silent toast
To your recovery

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Hermione Granger/Luna Lovegood; Just because you cannot see something, does not mean it's not there

[bisclaveret.livejournal.com]

Luna/Dean -
I watched you rise from the ashes, pale but dignified.
I know for a while it felt like everything beautiful was burning

[sunny-serenity.livejournal.com]

Hermione/Harry - see what I've done, that bridge is on fire back to where i've been i am froze by desire

Harry/Hermione - Haunted

[snowweisz.livejournal.com]

Idek if this is what you had in mind, but it is what just happened when I read the prompt. Hope you like.



“We didn’t plan ahead,” she whispers to him.
The soft seaside breeze blows her awfully short curls back and she tastes salt in her tongue as she breathes in. The fabulous man at the salon said it would make her feel younger but it didn’t work and her world feels just as heavy now as it did before she cut off her hair.

Sydney is bright. Sunny but cold. It's vibrant and alive in ways she finds so foreign it's terrifying. She should wish to leave, but she believes having fought such a war allows her a certain amount of self pitying and she uses hers to stay in Australia and feel a foreigner, isolated. To sit out on the windy beach under the bright sun and feel loneliness. Taste the salt of the air on her tongue and sink her bare feet in the sand.
To wait for Harry to slowly walk out of her parents’ house and sit next to her. He does it in silence, a pattern as well rehearsed as that habit she has of turning her eyes away from him when he looks at her across the dinner table.

Sometimes she thinks she didn’t leave Britain with Harry just to find her parents. They also did it because they are the ones who needed to find themselves the most. Because now he has no roots anywhere and because she erased hers. The more they hide away avoiding what they left, the deeper she feels the idea sinks in with her. They didn’t plan ahead.

“I know,” he whispers.

Ron wouldn’t understand.

“I thought it would be enough.” her voice is low, hollow. She feels the painful knot that forms in it as she tries to bite her lip and scrunch her nose to keep the tears from rolling down her cheek.
“To win.” He rests his hand in the sand between them.
“Not to lose.”
She can’t meet his eyes so she meets his hand in the sand. Fingers closing in around his hand, the sand slipping away from between them the harder she squeezes. Her breath is harsh, her chest pressing in her heart. When she speaks again, her voice is broken and the tears in her cheeks.

“We didn’t plan ahead.”
She squeezes his hand harder.
“Hermione-”
“I don’t know how to go back anywhere that’s not our tent in the forest.”
She feels the sobs before she lets them out and she breathes in hard, her mouth open as she gasps for air to keep from crying.
“What’s wrong with us?”
A part of her wants to slap him.
“Everything.”
“Why?”

She lets a sob out before she breathes in one more time, eyes closed. She lets go of his hand and wipes her cheeks dry, sand all over them. She turns her head and their eyes meet.

“Because you had no idea what you were doing when you told Ron you loved me like a sister.”

She looks back to the sea.
She tastes salt again.

[effingeden.livejournal.com]

Lucius/Harry; Mercy is not always a kindness

[sans-grace.livejournal.com]

Harry/Hermione
be the lightning in me
that strikes relentless

[sunny-serenity.livejournal.com]

Harry/Hermione - children hold your mistake up, hold your mistake up before they turn the summer into dust

[sunny-serenity.livejournal.com]

Harry/Hermione - children don't grow up, our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up

Harry/Hermione- "Maybe It Isn't"

[10millionpeople.livejournal.com]

(A/N- This is based on the movie more than the book... but I did change some things. And in the post above you're using my icon :D yay! And I have to ask is that quote from a song? Because it's absolutely gorgeous!)

He left them. Just then and there, he up and left the tent, and she is left with a broken, shattered porcelain heart still beating ferociously as if some unknown force is keeping her alive.

(Maybe it is.)

She knows he wasn't in his right mind; it was the locket, she tells herself. It made him leave. But inside, she knows that she and Harry had been expecting this all along.

Of course, the three of them had gotten along all too well together thus far to have a flawless hunt afoot. But she always thought it would be her creating the flames, striking the match- not the ginger red head which with Harry seemed inseperable. Thinking back, she wonders if it was really her and Harry all along. If it's still her and Harry.

(Maybe it is.)

So sitting there, on the steps, watching Harry watch her and pretending not to see, she couldn't help but blow off a lot of the sadness that seemed to drift over her head after his departure.

The radio is on. She never realized it before, but now it's there and it's blasting in her ear, and she wants so bad for it to just stop but she loves this song and can't help but humm along and hope no one hears her. But seriously. Who would hear her?

One look up and she gets her answer. "Hermione, would you... would you like to dance?" And it's all Harry needs to say.

She grins for the first time in seemingly forever, and his face brightens with just the look of her even slightly happy. This makes her giggle. She'd like to think it was good to hear.

(Maybe it is.)

So taking her hands, he starts moving his waist side to side, and she lets their joined hands flop around in the air as they smile and laugh and dance with such innocence it makes her want to swoon and weep all at the same time. And if Harry wasn't currently spinning her under his arm, she might have.

After her twirl, it's his turn- and his gracelessness shines through his spin and makes her laugh all the more. Silently, she sends Ron a thank you.

She doesn't know if he hears it.

He sighs and the song ends, and Harry pulls Hermione into a bone-crushing hug and all of a sudden she has the overwhelming urge to cry again. Her head on his chest, his lips quickly kissing her forehead, is so sweet and so familiar that she wishes they could just stay here forever and grow old. (This, she muses, she will tell him later.)

He speaks into her hair, and she wonders if it's more for himself to hear than her. "I love you, you know? It's..." He laughs. "I don't know. I just love you." She can feel his smile through her skull like she can hear his cries half a world away. For a few moments (longer than a few moments) her sadness leaves and is replaced with an immense and powerful feeling, and she lets it fill her up and surge through her being.

It's only the heat of the moment, she thinks, but feels uncertain as another song starts to play and Harry pulls her back into a dance, grinning madly as she finds herself mirroring that reaction and he dips her, never letting go of her as she never lets go of that feeling. It's only the heat of the moment...

(And maybe it isn't.)

[darkmagic-luvr.livejournal.com]

Cedric Diggory/Luna Lovegood
I've been sleeping for forty days and /
yeah, I know I'm sleeping 'cause this dream's too amazing /
she's got gold doorknobs where her eyes used to be, yeah /
one turn and I learn what it really means to see

[darkmagic-luvr.livejournal.com]

Cedric/Luna
you're gonna get me beaten. Or arrested.

[darkmagic-luvr.livejournal.com]

Pansy/Ron
Not recommended before playing Quidditch

[eowynhp83.livejournal.com]

Harry/Hermione
Is this the the end of a moment
Or just a beautiful unfolding
Of a love that will never be
Or maybe be

[renimar.livejournal.com]

I have to say, your icon here is beginning to spawn plot bunnies on its own. (As a mathie, I can appreciate the humour in it. Heh.)

[effingeden.livejournal.com]

Scorpius/Albus Severus; Didn't even put up a fight, didn't even make a sound

[heron-advocate.livejournal.com]

Helga Hufflepuff/Salazar Slytherin - we're really not that different

Helga Hufflepuff/Salazar Slytherin -You cannot have an opponent if you keep saying yes

[starseed4.livejournal.com]

OH HI THERE, FRIEND! 8D Fancy seeing you here~

I wrote this first before I even realized it was you who requested the prompt. XD; I must warn you, I haven't written in the HP fandom since I was like 15 and even then I've never written these characters. Soooo, this might suck. I can't tell. I'm sorry if it does.

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She grips her fist into his robe. "And what do you suggest we do with them? Enslave them?"

Salazar stares down his nose and smirks deliciously, licks his lips for an answer. She can tell by the way his eyes sparkle that he is half teasing her (only half, because he really does feel this way, deep down). "Precisely."

Helga launches into a tirade. She threatens, quite unladylike, to retrieve Godric's sword from wherever he's hidden it and shove it right through Salazar's stomach. He can't help but laugh and this only infuriates her more, so much more that her wand is suddenly at his throat and Salazar forgets to breathe. "What are you doing?"

It is her turn to grin now as she flattens him up against the newly built castle walls (Hogwarts is massive, is cold and dark and utterly perfect; perfect except for Salazar Slytherin and his intolerable cruelty and distaste for everything the three of them have worked for, in spite of him). Her eyes stay fiercely pinned to his, anger and frustration all bleeding out into the tight grip up her wand. Sometimes she would like to kill him, rid them of this horrible inconvenience that makes building a school take much longer than she'd like (she's always been impatient and she thinks he takes advantage of that in order to egg her on, like some kind of game), but then she'd be no better than him, really. And that wasn't the point of all this.

The grin returns to Salazar's face, eyes trailing lazily down the length of her wand. "You know, we might actually be friends if you didn't hold on to Godric's silly ideals."

"Fuck you," she spits and he laughs. It makes her insides churn and she grips her wand harder, presses her face up close to his and prepares the threats, but she notices his green eyes looking directly into hers, his mouth slightly open, and suddenly, suddenly-

And suddenly she's kissing him, or he's kissing her; somewhere in the fury the lines got blurred, but Helga holds on to several defining facts. It is a fact that her wand somehow slipped out of her hand, her hand that is now fisted in Salazar's hair. It is another fact that his hands somehow made it to her face and their tongues in each other's mouths and she can feel him grinning as he nibbles on her lip and it infuriates her, absolutely drives her mad, but then his hands trail further down towards her waist and Helga forgets that anger was ever an emotion she felt towards this man.

They will discuss the Muggles in the morning.

[leigh-adams.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter/Pansy Parkinson

And there will be no tenderness
No tenderness
And there will be no tenderness
No tenderness
I will show no mercy for you
You have no mercy for me
The only thing that I ask
Love me mercilessly

[leigh-adams.livejournal.com]

Cedric Diggory/Fleur Delacour

Hush
It's okay
Dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Cause soulmates never die

[snowweisz.livejournal.com]

Harry/Hermione You and I walk a fragile line. I have known it all this time

[raindropfloss.livejournal.com]

Draco/Oliver - Oliver teaches Draco respect, rather than fear as he's used to.

[reasonandmusic.livejournal.com]

Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger, I never loved nobody fully / Always one foot on the ground

[alexandria-skye.livejournal.com]

tom riddle/minerva mcgonagall, forget you once had sweethearts, they've forgotten you

[liiaarr.livejournal.com]

Draco/Ginny/Blaise somewhere a clock is ticking