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operatingroomHarry 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.
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Neville/Ginny - Speak Now
Date: 2010-11-26 06:06 am (UTC)The aisle was covered in flower petals and the end of each row was draped in satin and bows. The church was the picture of a perfect wedding. Neville had been there for nearly 2 hours, sitting around with Harry and the other groomsmen, pretending to be excited.
In the chaos and excitement of the wedding, no one had bothered to notice that Neville's smile was any less real than normal. He stood next to Ron as the wedding march began to play. Glancing at Harry, his smile wider than a first-year at Honeydukes, Neville looked at the doors of the church anticipating their opening.
Ginny walked through the doors, and Neville's eyes widened, taking in her beauty. His heart dropped at the sight of her radiant smile, but lifted when her eyes flitted from Harry to himself. He smiled at her, hoping it looked reassuring, rather than uncertain and hopeful. Ginny reached the altar, turned, and smiled at the preacher, nervousness shining in her eyes.
Neville stared at Ginny, tuning out the ceremony to lose himself in her eyes. Suddenly his eyes snapped back to the preacher as he heard the words that were his undoing.
“Speak now or forever hold your peace” in pieces Neville thought spitefully. This was his chance, his last chance to let the girl of his dreams know what he thought of her. The obligatory silence seemed to stretch on forever, and he couldn't help himself.
“No!” He heard the word a second before he realized it had come out of his mouth. Harry and Ron pivoted in their spots, staring at him incredulously, and he could feel his face begin to heat up. He shot Harry an apologetic look and turned to Ginny, wincing at the tears brimming in her eyes.
“I-I-I'm sorry, but I c-c-can't let you marry him without t-telling you.” Neville took a deep breath before he continued.
“Ginny, I love you. I've loved you since you danced with me at the Yule Ball, I was just too afraid to tell you. Watching you walk down that aisle almost killed me, and I had to tell you, you needed to know.” He heard Harry suck in a big breath and Neville turned to him, sporting a second apologetic look.
“I'm s-sorry Harry, I really am. But-”
“Neville, don't. You don't have to apologize for your feelings. Could you have told us before our wedding day? Yes, but that is beside the point now.” Harry faced the pews and addressed the rest of the church.
“Obviously we need to take a day or two to work this through, please feel free to enjoy the reception, we will let you all know what we have decided in a few days. Thank you all for coming.”
People began to leave, whispering to each other, some stopping to glance back at the Alter. Harry, Neville and Ginny quietly slipped into a room in the back, the two men on either side of the woman, both wishing they could dry her tears.
Re: Easier Than Crying Part 2
Date: 2010-11-26 06:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-26 06:10 am (UTC)Re: harry/hermione -- this is my winter song to you (cont.)
Date: 2010-11-26 06:10 am (UTC)Re: harry/hermione -- this is my winter song to you (cont.)
Date: 2010-11-26 06:10 am (UTC)Re: harry/hermione -- this is my winter song to you (cont.)
Date: 2010-11-26 06:11 am (UTC)Re: Harry/Hermione - fill in the holes you've made. (pg-13) Part 3
Date: 2010-11-26 06:13 am (UTC)Re: sirius/regulus - want nobody to mourn
Date: 2010-11-26 06:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-26 06:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-26 06:17 am (UTC)I could rip your wings off too, if you like
GUH. Perfect. So fascinating.
Re: ginny/neville - the kids are all right
Date: 2010-11-26 06:23 am (UTC)Re: harry/hermione -- this bird has flown
Date: 2010-11-26 06:29 am (UTC)Now they’re older and the war has made them men and women. He winds a curl of her hair around his index finger and smiles. It’s almost nice, the way there’s nothing to do now and he has all the time in the world to watch the slow way she comes to smile back at him.
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Date: 2010-11-26 06:31 am (UTC)She blinks in and out of his thoughts, wide-eyed and mouth open in a scream that his aunt never managed to rip out of her (but she tried; Merlin, did she try). It's worse with her, though he doesn't know why. He can forget the others, tell himself that it didn't matter. But the nights when Bellatrix dragged her out of the basement (always by her hair), threw her to the floor, and fired off curse after curse . . . he'll never forget it. Never forget the stubborn set to her chin, never forget the tight press of her lips together, never forget the single, solitary accusatory stare.
Save me was never said, never begged, but it was expected.
After things are done, after He is dead and everyone's crying and dancing-he looks for those accusing eyes. Everyone seems happy to excuse him, to pardon him his behaviour and lack of action. Couldn't be helped they'd say, like he isn't in the room, a rock and hard place, you understand?
He doesn't want them to understand; he doesn't want their compassion. He wants the condemnation in her gaze, wants the judgement burning brightly in those silver eyes. He needs it like he's never needed anything before in his life.
There's no point.
She's completely at ease, utterly dispassionate while talking to him. Sometimes, it's like she looks right through him. If it was part of her anger towards him, an action born of disgust at the mere sight of him, he would excuse it, understand it. But it's not like that; she just doesn't care enough to have a reaction.
Vengeance is a lot like Sleakeazy. Nice going on, gets the job done for the night, but impossible to reproduce on your own. Plus, it leaves a sticky mess the morning after and it's hard to wash off your hands.
It's ridiculous; she's ridiculous. But she's also never given into another person at the expense of who she is. She didn't do it under the knife; she won't do it now to feed his self-hate.
You shouldn't come here anymore. It isn't going to happen.
He wonders if you can be haunted when it's you that's the ghost.
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Date: 2010-11-26 06:35 am (UTC)Lie Here Awhile -- Harry/Hermione, Hermione/Ron PG13
Date: 2010-11-26 06:35 am (UTC)This was what Harry thought peace might be, if he could draw a picture of it. Her skin against his, his heartbeat matching hers, love filling in the silence of the dark night and chasing away nightmares.
It could not last. He faced the window, and a faint lighting of anemic dawn started to leak through the glass. Ron would be home shortly, and Harry’s forbidden time would be over.
“Just five more minutes,” he whispered against her skin, feeling like a child again as he begged the universe for this small slice of time.
Hermione murmured in her sleep, rolling over and throwing an arm over his bare chest. He shifted, for he should go now. Her head lifted slightly. Her brown eyes were blurry with the first good sleep she’d had in weeks.
“You’re not going now?” she asked, her tenuous hold on him tightening.
“Just a couple more minutes, then I need to go,” he replied, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead and then to her lips.
Hermione’s eyes closed but she did not sleep. Instead, her head buried into his shoulder and she pressed against him as if trying to imprint his body on hers. He reciprocated by holding her as tightly as he could.
The window grew lighter, the sun creeping up over the horizon like Harry should be creeping out of this house. He was tempting fate by staying. Ron would be coming home—they couldn’t get caught.
Harry sighed and made to get up again. He had to get his clothes together. They could leave no clue to this infidelity.
“Please, just a couple more minutes,” Hermione said, looking vulnerable with her uncombed curls and tired eyes. She held his hand tightly, refusing to let him go.
Harry couldn’t say no to her, not when he had so little else to give her than a couple more minutes of this feeling. Together, they sat in the disheveled bed, watching the sky turn from dark to a faded pink.
There was a sound—the door of the flat opening. It closed, a trifle too loudly for someone who should be considerate of his sleeping wife. Footsteps shuffled down the hall, stopping where Harry knew the loo to be.
“Just a minute more,” Harry said.
Hermione turned her head to look at him, quiet fear and even quieter hope living in her gaze. Slowly, so slowly, she smiled, and it blinded him like a sunrise. In the hall, heavy footsteps resumed and then the door knob started to turn.
“Just a lifetime more,” Hermione said, and they turned to the door.
Re: Easier Than Crying Part 2
Date: 2010-11-26 06:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-26 06:37 am (UTC)"Remember when we danced?"
GAH. This just KILLED me. I can truly imagine this exact scene taking place somewhere in their future. Lovely work. <3
Re: I will file it in a vial of denial and cast away
Date: 2010-11-26 06:43 am (UTC)I love this. Beautiful.
Re: harry/hermione -- just writing to reach you
Date: 2010-11-26 06:43 am (UTC)Re: Lie Here Awhile -- Harry/Hermione, Hermione/Ron PG13
Date: 2010-11-26 06:45 am (UTC)And the mental image of Ron walking in on them is...tragically hilarious LOL.
Re: harry/hermione - those who admit defeat too late
Date: 2010-11-26 06:47 am (UTC)(The reasons are wrong.)
“I thought it was time.”
(This is what defeat feels like.)
“Ginny’s great.”
(She’ll never love you best.)
That section is so perfectly tragic. Such lovely work. <3333
Re: harry/hermione; mending broken pieces - pg-13
Date: 2010-11-26 06:52 am (UTC)“I suppose you know where she is.”
There isn’t even the whisper of a question in his words.)
OHHHHHHH. This is so perfect. I particularly loved that Ron was so sympathetic.
He wishes for a time-turner.
I am dead. Dead for these two. <3333333
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Date: 2010-11-26 06:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-26 06:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-26 06:59 am (UTC)