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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.
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5. NO WANK. I'll delete your ass. And we're dealing with ships and I am deletion happy, so watch yourself.
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Date: 2010-11-24 11:32 pm (UTC)When you were young, (you always refused to say "once upon a time", you really did, because the most ancient and noble house of Black certainly do not stoop so low as fairytales), you found Bella under a peach tree; sprawled on the hard mud, legs spread in the most undignified manner.
You were always trained to be a lady. Bella wasn't.
You don't speak: you don't need to, because Bella has this way - because as you lift your skirts and approach, Bella cackles. This is the thing about Bella, you find: her shoulders never tense. Her brow never furrows. In essence, she is the complete opposite of you. Sometimes - just, sometimes, it's hard to believe you're the same family.
"'Cissa", she coos. "Come look what I did."
You are all airs and graces as you sit. Bella pushes you. You let her.
"Bella -" you begin, but your voice so smooth like honey breaks when a grubby hand is held out to you.
"Read my palm, 'Cissa. Tell me my future."
And there it is: folded in the creases of her hand, there's a beautiful white butterfly, mutilated and dissected until it resembled putty in her palm.
**
You're older now, in the Slytherin dorms. You are alone; Bella is watching. You gulp. Bella notices.
Do you remember, Bella's yo-yo voice begins. Up and down, up and down. The predictable unpredictable.
"Do you remember - that summer, when I showed you my future?"
You don't say a word. You've never had to, after all. Bella has that way about her.
"I hated that butterfly. It was so fragile. So beautiful. It was everything I am not," she pauses, drawing closer, that wicked glint in her eyes that makes your breath hitch. "Do you know, I rather think that butterfly shares some qualities, don't you think?"
You don't know what to say. You're not sure if you're exhilarated or terrified.
"I could rip your wings off too, if you like," and Bella licks her lips. You stare. Bella laughs, and she kisses you, hard and with feeling.
Flap your wings to years later, 'Cissa: sitting in silence with your husband and son. There is no wicked gleam in their dull, grey eyes; you fantasise about Bella's laugh, not Lucius' cold stare.
You're old and tense: crow's feet line your eyes, your mouth is painted so sad and alone.
Bella is dead.
You leave the table and nobody says a word. You lift your skirts and sit by the peach tree and cry. It was a long time ago, but she still dissected you, mutilated you; turned you into putty in her palm.
She took your wings a long time ago. You never were able to fly.
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Date: 2010-11-24 11:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-26 01:22 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.
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Date: 2010-11-28 04:16 am (UTC)