HARRY POTTER NON-CANON SHIPS COMMENT FICATHON

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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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Comments

[chipping.livejournal.com]

harry/hermione | if you have children some day, when they point to the pictures, please tell them my name

[poppypickle.livejournal.com]

I'm in love with this prompt and I really hope that someone fills it. Taylor Swift for the WIN. <33333

[chipping.livejournal.com]

taylor swift is my jolly blonde giant. she writes the songs that my inner fifteen year-old desperately needs. and sometimes i think she's secretly a harry/hermione shipper. i will talk to her about this sometime.

[poppypickle.livejournal.com]

LOL to all of this. Her songs are so infinitely singable it's not even funny. I adore her.

(I wish I had a T-Swift icon like WHOA.)

[alexandria-skye.livejournal.com]

bahahahaha
creeping on comment threads? who, me?

[anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com]

oh my god this is so perfect.

i might write this. i have many flights and layovers tomorrow.

(PS HI YOUUUU)

[chipping.livejournal.com]

PLEASE PLEASE DO. THIS WOULD MAKE MY DAY YEAR LIFE. MY LIFE.

because, it's so sad, they have kids and they grow up and things are NEVER THE SAME AGAIN. and you're my favorite writer. ever. so PLEASE.

(PSS HIIII!!! I HAVE MISSED YOU. I'VE BEEN SO BUSY BUT I MISSED YOU SOOOO.)

[anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com]

i think i will. i have plots and plans. always with these children.

and then with the children -- i worry. i always worry. i don't know how harry would handle that, him in one home, them in another. sometimes i think the only way for them to work is if they all live in one giant mansion together.

you're my favorite writer. ever

OH MY JESUS STOP IT. STOP. I LOVE YOU.

[poppypickle.livejournal.com]

*jumps onboard the comment bandwagon and starts a chant*

Do it do it do it do it!

[anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com]

and done (http://anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com/774727.html?thread=13360711#t13360711)

[onetraveller.livejournal.com]

... DO IT. DO IT.

[anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com]

and done (http://anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com/774727.html?thread=13360711#t13360711)

[sweet-iolanthe.livejournal.com]

WAS I JUST NOT TELLING YOU ABOUT KIDS AND HERMIONE?!


it needs to be done now.

[anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com]

and done (http://anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com/774727.html?thread=13360711#t13360711)

harry/hermione - tell me nothing will ruin us (1/2)

[anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com]

The blanket, soft and pink, is tied with a pale green bow. Harry brushes a finger along the edges of the ribbon, and wonders if maybe he should have put it in a box.

"Honestly, Harry," Hermione is saying from her seat across the table from him. "We don't even know if it's a girl or a boy yet."

Harry grins, and hopes it looks more genuine than it feels. "I've got a hunch," he says.

"Well, thank you," Hermione says, and politely takes the blanket from Harry and rests it at the bottom of the stairs to be carried up later. In her absence, Harry looks around the kitchen and down the hall to the living room, trying to imagine the extraordinary baby proofing that Hermione will inevitably cast over the house—force fields around kitchen appliances and the like. In seven months, there will be a screaming child in these halls. Harry, he must admit, has never really thought of Hermione as a mother. There are still some days he thinks of her at seventeen years old. It seems, somehow, off to home, like the final punctuation mark on their childhoods, like the loss of something that once was and can now never be again.

“Something wrong?” Hermione asks, reentering the kitchen, her barefoot feet pattering almost silently against the floor.

“No,” Harry says with a half-swallowed grin. “Nothing at all.”

“You wouldn’t believe the gifts we’ve been getting,” Hermione continues, sitting down. “We’ve been getting things from people I’ve never ever heard of, let alone met. It’s good to know the wizarding world is just as prone to gossip as ever, I suppose.”

Somewhere in the back of his chest, Harry feels a sting as subtle and violent as a wasp’s bite. He didn’t find out through the Daily Prophet, no, but he might as well have. Rita Skeeter published the announcement by the afternoon. Nearly 60 and the woman still manages to catch everything. It’s not Ron or Hermione’s fault, of course, but Harry can’t help but feel it, like a burn, like the fact that he didn’t know sooner signifies all the changes in them since the end of the war. On some level, he thinks, he has always been afraid of this, of them becoming something he can’t touch. He knows how selfish that is—the guilt of even thinking it creeps over him like ivy on the side of an old home. And, yet, he cannot help but feel the childish, snapping thought.

“So,” Harry coughs. “What are you going to name her?”

Hermione rolls her eyes, smiling a little. “I told you, we don’t know—”

“I told you, I have a feeling about this,” Harry insists. Off her look, he says, “If it’s a girl, what will you name her?”

Hermione narrows her eyes in a look Harry can’t quite read. It does make him feel like an old, creaking book, the kind she used to spend hours in the library dissecting. But that was lifetimes ago, really.

But then the look fades. “I’ve always liked the name Rose,” Hermione says. “We’ve only talked about it a bit, I just — it was my mother’s favorite flower. She used to give a dozen to me every year on my birthday.”

She scoops a spoonful of sugar into her tea and stares into the bottom of the cup. If Harry didn’t know better, he’d think her intense stare was an attempt to read the leaves. He reaches over to her and grabs onto her fingertips.

“I think Rose is a lovely name,” he says.

She smiles softly, looking up at him from under her lashes. “Thanks,” she says. “I mean, it’s not James Sirius, but—”

“Hey,” Harry laughs. “Those are noble names.”

Hermione laughs — giggles, almost, and for a moment looks so young. Then, she sobers, and her smile becomes quiet again. “Noble indeed,” she whispers, remembering. “Noble indeed.”

Harry remembers too. Harry remembers everything: the smell of the forest, the blankness of death, the taste of blood on the wind. But he pushes it aside. It does not do to dwell in the past and forget to live.

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[anythingbutgrey.livejournal.com]

“And what will you tell the lovely Rose about her Uncle Harry,” he asks after a beat, even as the joviality in his voice begins to stick to the roof of his mouth. “This is obviously a very important question.”

Hermione laughs and looks away, half-blushing, he thinks, though he can’t fathom why. “I think,” she says, I will tell them that their Uncle Harry was once very famous. Once upon a time.”

Harry laughs. He’s still famous, and always will be, but thankfully it is no longer his sole defining characteristic.

“And,” Hermione continues, “I will tell them that their Uncle Harry once saved their mum from a troll and she spend the next seven years saving his arse and not getting nearly enough credit for it.”

He moves to make some witty retort, but she lifts a finger to pause him and her smile shifts to something familiar and soft.

“And I will tell them that the legends could never capture you,” she says. “And that you are the best friend I have ever had or will have. And that I am better having known you and that, Harry Potter —” She takes his hand again, and squeezes lightly. “That will never change.”

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[chipping.livejournal.com]

WHAT.

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME. DO YOU KNOW. I AM OPENLY WEEPING. BECAUSE WHAT THE HELL.

It’s not Ron or Hermione’s fault, of course, but Harry can’t help but feel it, like a burn, like the fact that he didn’t know sooner signifies all the changes in them since the end of the war. On some level, he thinks, he has always been afraid of this, of them becoming something he can’t touch.

AND

“And I will tell them that the legends could never capture you,” she says. “And that you are the best friend I have ever had or will have. And that I am better having known you and that, Harry Potter —” She takes his hand again, and squeezes lightly. “That will never change.”

I AM DEAD. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME. DEAD THAT IS WHAT YOU DID TO ME.

seriously. "that will never change." dead.

also, poor poor poor harry because suddenly ron and hermione are becoming this thing and now there's this other thing that is coming into the world and it has really nothing to do with the boy who lived. SO SAD. the trio just starts dissolving in some aspects and IT JUST HURTS SO BAD.

but you made it sweet and redeeming and THOSE KIDS STILL LOVE EACH OTHER NO MATTER WHAT. and hermione is over practical hermione and harry is sweet sweet harry. DEAD.

basically, i am telling you i love you whether you want me to or not.

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[sweet-iolanthe.livejournal.com]

why you want to make me cry tho?

why am i crying?

oh. i just. I JUST LOVE YOU SO MUCH BC THIS IS BEAUTY AND PERFECTION. HEY THERE HEART, YOU'RE BREAKING, WHAT UP.

you always do this to me. but

i love it. and Hermione, perfect Hermione and Harry, he must admit, has never really thought of Hermione as a mother. oreughewoth. yes yes. always yes.

it might just be us. but we can know it's harry too.

iloveyou.

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[hermyfan.livejournal.com]

I AM CRYING WHY?
I don't know, but this is beautiful. Just gorgeous ♥

Re: harry/hermione - tell me nothing will ruin us (2/2)

[hyacinthian.livejournal.com]

“And,” Hermione continues, “I will tell them that their Uncle Harry once saved their mum from a troll and she spend the next seven years saving his arse and not getting nearly enough credit for it.”

He moves to make some witty retort, but she lifts a finger to pause him and her smile shifts to something familiar and soft.

“And I will tell them that the legends could never capture you,” she says. “And that you are the best friend I have ever had or will have. And that I am better having known and that, Harry Potter —” She takes his hand again, and squeezes lightly. “That will never change.”

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

WHAT ARE WORDS

WHAT IS LIFE

this was perfect and such an emotional punch i can't even. this was brilliant.

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[winehouse.livejournal.com]

what. my life. what. this is perfectionheartbreakingbittersweetomg. what is my life? lol no, really. I'm dying.

better question: why did I get into the fandom SO LATE in my life. sigh. now I need to go see what else you've written because everything else is so dull compared to this. uhg.

ASDFGHJKL; I NEED HARRY POTTER H/HR FRIENDS IN MY LIFE. BECAUSE REALLY. wtf.

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[deadduck008.livejournal.com]

Oh my god oh my god NEW FAVORITE THING THAT YOU HAVE WRITTEN.

He saves her once and she saves him a billion times. He knows it will be a girl. Alskdjdhfhdhfjdkskslaldjdj

I CANNOT STATE HOW HAPPY THIS MAKES ME.

Beaming right now.

Alskdjdhfhdhfjdkskslaldjdj love this. Freaking perfect.

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[aina-hhrdanem.livejournal.com]

Why am I not crying? is it just me? It's a compliment actually because I loved how "light" and not depressing the story was.

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[poppypickle.livejournal.com]

“And I will tell them that the legends could never capture you,” she says. “And that you are the best friend I have ever had or will have. And that I am better having known you and that, Harry Potter —” She takes his hand again, and squeezes lightly. “That will never change.”

Gorgeous and perfect and heartbreaking, but also beautifully poignant. I love it SO. <3333333

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[bookworm-919.livejournal.com]

that was the sound of my heart breaking. perfect.