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anythingbutgrey) wrote2010-11-23 02:27 pm
anythingbutgrey) wrote2010-11-23 02:27 pm
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HARRY POTTER NON-CANON SHIPS COMMENT FICATHON
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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.
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:
by eleusis_walks
by superkappaby
lenina20:
If you want to make your own banner, please post it here.
Have fun!
ETA:
effingeden has graciously offered to archive our prompts and fic here. Thanks so much!
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Whenever Harry looks at Draco, all he feels is anger. An anger running so deep that it makes his blood boil to the point of overflowing. It’s a wonder he hasn’t exploded yet, really.
Draco is always mocking him, poking at him, pointing out flaws, real or otherwise. Harry is at his breaking point. He doesn’t know how much more he can take.
One day, he’s walking out of potions class, intending on getting as far away as quickly as possible. Draco had spent the class mocking his potion-making abilities, laughing when his didn’t turn out just right. (It was third-best in the class, right behind Hermione and Draco.) It was frustrating beyond belief and he mostly just wanted to run up to his bed and scream into the pillow.
That is not at all what ended up happening.
He is only a step outside the classroom when someone grabs his sleeve and shoves him into a nearby broom closet. He has only a second to process the face in front of him before his mouth is being devoured like it was some rare sweet candy.
Hands are everywhere, grabbing, pulling, ripping. It is almost like they are fighting, a violent dance, not much of a change from usual. But the lips on his are bruising, the hands forceful. There is no doubt in his mind that he was going to be black and blue if he ever gets out of this and yet he can’t stop.
“Malfoy,” he gasps, trying to breathe. “What—”
“Shut up, Potter,” the other boy says, pulling his face in closer for another savage kiss.
And Harry does.
Somehow, their robes get shoved off and they're rutting against each other like the hormone-crazed teenagers they are. (That’s Harry’s excuse. He’s horny. Draco is there.)
It’s messy, when it happens, and embarrassing, too. Harry slouches against Draco, limp and sexed out. His pants feel sticky and he dreads walking back to the tower like that.
“You know I’m just having a bit of fun,” Draco says, that ever-present smirk on his face. Harry doesn’t know if he’s referring to what just happened or the endless mocking.
At this point, though, he doesn’t care. All he feels is a rush of embarrassment heating up his cheeks and then he’s rushing out of the closet.
“Fuck off, Malfoy.”
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