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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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ETA:

effingeden has graciously offered to archive our prompts and fic here. Thanks so much!

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Draco/Ginny, I can't help it, I love you like a starfish loves the salty water

Okay, hope you like it. I rarely write something but this was an itch I wanted to cure :P

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The end is eminent. The creatures of the world are in uproar and despair rules the air. There isn't much time left now, one must chose to take the path of the living, or fall to the clutches of sure death.

It's nearing midnight and the castle is already fast asleep. Let them get their last moment of true rest... for the next day, a destructive dawn will cement the inevitable.

She can't possibly fall asleep now, knowing that time is running out. She can't let him go, she loves him too much. Curse the day he trapped her with his perfectly manicured claws and silver eagle eyes. Curse the day she finally lost the better part of her judgment and let him become a part of her self, intertwined into an impossible melody that hurt so bad, yet felt so good.

No. She was far too gone now and she'd be damned if she was just going to stand there like he ordered her and let him go.

He didn't get to decide for her. He didn't get to dictate how she felt about him and he did not get to lie to her about how he felt for her.

She was going to get that stick he had shoved up his ass and yank it out of him if it was the last thing she did. That insufferable git was going to get what was coming for him whether he liked it or not.

With new found purpose, she got up from bed, wincing as her feet made contact with the frozen ground and careful as to make no noise, tip toed out of her dorm and out of the portrait hole into the dark.

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He was laying down on his cold hard bed, staring aimlessly at nothing in particular. The knot in his throat and the sting in his guts would not lend him a moment of peace. Red occupied his head.

How had he been so stupid as to let things get this far? She was just supposed to be a distraction, call it fun time if you must. And it didn't hurt that she was the sister and friend of his enemies.

She was gorgeous and fun, he'd foreseen no complications there. She was going to make him forget what he was. Forget about his destiny and what he was brought up to do. Serve the Dark Lord.

But unlike his father, he did not care for the Dark Lord and his crazy ideas. No, he'd rather not take part in a silly unnecessary war.

He was Draco motherfucking Malfoy and he didn't give a damn about anyone but himself.

Or so he thought...

He hated her. He hated her for making him fall in love with her. Love, what was love? It was such a foreign word to him that even saying it burned his tongue.

Curse her for planting the seeds inside of him and nourishing them until they finally sprouted and grew into beautiful magnolias.

Curse her for breaking him down with her thousand suns smile, for breaking him down with her fiery chocolate eyes. Curse her for kissing him like if it he was the only thing in the world that mattered to her and making him feel like this thing called “love” might actually be true.

He cursed at himself now for the way he had ended things. He was finally admitting it: Draco Malfoy was fucking in love with fucking Ginerva Weasley and he didn't give a fuck about anything but being with her. The world could crumble in seconds and he didn't give a damn about it.

He pushed himself out of his bed with tremendous force that it crashed into the wall. He didn't give a fuck.

and the continuation because it didn't fit in the first post!!

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He was out the dorm and out into the dungeon corridor so fast that he missed the blur of red that crashed into his chest.

Flowers. That's the first thing that went into his head the moment he could produce a coherent thought. He knew that smell, he knew the outline of the body that was pressed into himself as he knew himself.

Ginny.

She had been running so fast, trying to get to Draco that she had missed the figure coming out of the dungeons.

Draco.

They stared at each others eyes for what felt like an eternity. Gray with Brown, silver and chocolate melting together into a pool of destruction.

He wanted to tell her he was sorry for the lies that he'd said and that he was an idiot, a fool to think that he could go on without her. He wanted so bad to kiss those rosy lips and tell her how much he loved her and how much that scared him because he'd never loved before. He wanted to tell her he didn't care what would happen now as long as they were together because nothing else mattered to him but her. He wanted to hold her like this until the end of the world.

She felt him tighten his hold on her and could do nothing more than stare into those dark silver shining eyes that only shone that way for her.

And in that moment she knew. She knew everything he wanted to tell her, everything he couldn't articulate into words and it was at that moment that she finally released the stinging droplets from the confines of her eyes.

“I know.” was all she said as she slipped her hands up his neck, crashed him to the wall and kissed him with an inferno so intense, that the torches surrounding them rose with the heat. She kissed him with everything that was her and he gladly absorbed it all like a sponge. He kissed her back like he never thought he could ever do, spilling into the kiss emotions he wouldn't have ever dreamed he'd be capable of feeling.

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The clock was ticking. Tick, tock, tick, tock.

The moon was dimming as dawn taunted the horizon. The Dark Lord grew closer, thousands at his command. They could see the gates a few miles ahead.

The castle was fully alive by now, chaos everywhere. The professors, older students and their allies were pressed together inside the Great Hall. The boy who lived and his two best friends were barking orders left and right to their respectful battalions, getting them ready for battle, motivating them for showdown.

So much was going on in such a small window of time that nobody seemed to noticed the curious absence of a certain arrogant blond Slytherin and the lovely fiery redheaded Gryffindor...

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