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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.

7. Promote this if you please. You can use this code:

For text link:

In the image code box, you can use any of the banners below or the lead banner at the top of the post.

They're all uploaded to tinypic, so you can just copy/paste the source code:

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Have fun!

ETA:

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

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Lately, there's been an itch beneath his skin, the haunt of a feeling - that god awful feeling when you know you've forgotten something, something important, but you've run out of time to go back and look for it. He's felt this so long that he doesn't even notice it anymore. Too many years of pushing it aside, too many years of higher priorities.

Until the bells.

The ceremony was lovely. She was lovely; wisps of white, gleaming as she glided down the aisle, arm carelessly draped through her father's. There, just there- the itch, the haunt. He'd pushed it aside, stood faithfully at his best friend's side, handed over the rings. Not willing and unable to acknowledge that he wasn't breathing.

But now, standing outside the chapel, people everywhere- friends and strangers pressing their hand against his, the rustle of her dress against the stone as she hugs every soul that passes her by, all smiles and tears. Now, his hands are shaking, and the bells start to chime. It resonates in some part of him that he'd forgotten even existed; each chime brings back things buried, forgotten.

Ding.That first moment he saw her. Really saw her. Arm in arm with Victor Krum; shining in a sea of blue periwinkle, his insides stirring.

Dong. At his parent's grave; their hands together and warm. His heart heavy. Roses and snow and stone and his mind too full of horcruxes and dead parents to really feel her next to him.

Ding. Her lips pressed against his skin. Too naive, too caught up in everything but her, he hadn't noticed the way it made his skin buzz and his heart thump.

Dong. Paralyzed. Lost. His heart turned to stone to match her flesh. Each breath was a labor, each moment pointless.

Ding. The birds, her tears. Ron, oblivious. He remembers wondering how one could be so blind to not notice, to not notice her. He wants to laugh, but it's not his place; Ron gets the last laugh on this one.

Dong. The ministry. So many blazing moments that he should have seen, should have noticed before now; his world was collapsing, pinpointing around her. His fear at having lost her. Relief washed over him, only to be eclipsed and overshadowed.

Ding. The same horrible mantra in his head- Hermione in the bathroom with the troll, Hermione in the bathroom with the troll.

It was then, eleven years old, too young to understand the throb of his beating heart, too young to understand his fear at losing her before he even knew that she was his. He knew then, but he didn't yet know the words, know the shape of what it meant.

Dong. She turns, hand in hand with her husband. Their eyes meet, and he knows that the look in her eyes, the look that has always been in her eyes, is finally in his own. For a moment, just a moment....he knows and she knows and the itch,the haunt- it fades. But the moment passes and she looks away, walks away.

It's now, twenty one years old, just old enough to understand his breaking heart, just old enough to understand that he's lost her as he's realized that she is his. He knows now, sees the last ten years stretched out behind him, a dozen little clues wrapped around a hundred clouded memories. As the last echoes of the bell settles upon him, they apparate and she is gone, forever. He'll see them again- days, weeks, years from now, but she is gone.

I'm in awe of this. Loved your style. I could picture everything as if it were in a movie. Dammit Harry. Too late;(

Thanks. <3 It's my first fic in like....two years, lol. =D

Excellent imagery. I like how the bells set up a rhythm in the reading.

Oh god. This was insanely gorgeous. So heartbreaking and love the imagery. Flawless.

This is utterly heartbreaking. Lovely work. <3

Gosh, the picture this paints. The rhythm, the imagery, the heartbreak, the weight of the realisation, all of it, perfect, fucking perfect! You used the prompt so brilliantly, I ache... thank you for this! <3

Ah, the timing. The structure. Lovely.

This slayed me. <3 x forever.

omg this was unbelievable.

So, so sad. I broke inside. Poor Harry. Poor Hermione.

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