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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:

by [livejournal.com profile] eleusis_walks

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by [livejournal.com profile] lenina20:








If you want to make your own banner, please post it here.

Have fun!

ETA:

[livejournal.com profile] effingeden has graciously offered to archive our prompts and fic here. Thanks so much!
From: [identity profile] effingeden.livejournal.com
(Why am I even trying humour when it's beyond me D:)


“You know I like you, James.”

It was one thing getting drunk with Sirius, and another being sober with him. So long as they were on equal footing, things were brilliant.

“I really do.”

But when there were on opposite sides of that spectrum… it was the least James could do not to hex his best friend to the opposite side of the country.

“If you liked me, you wouldn’t have drunk the whole bottle by yourself, you prat,” James muttered.

Sirius was too focused on what he was trying to say to pay much attention to James’ growing irritation. He scooted closer, bleary determination in his eyes. “I really, really like you.”

James sighed. When he and Sirius drank, it was usually with Remus – who then bore the brunt of Sirius’ pawing – but sometimes, it was just the two of them. Sirius never tried anything on him while they were both drunk. No, it was only while James was stone-cold sober… this was never happening again. Once was more than enough.

Lips brushed his neck. Stubble tickled. Clumsy fingers tugged at his shirt, not even stopping when James caught his wrist.

“Please, James, I want – so bad – jus’ once!”

“Give over, Sirius.”

Whiskey-fumed breath spilled against his cheek as Sirius pressed all the closer. “I coul’ make you feel so good, make you come like you wouldn’ b’lieve. Gimme a chance.”

Teeth clamped down on his earlobe, a little too sharply to be teasing. James hissed and jammed his elbow into his best friend’s gut. With a particularly canine yelp, Sirius jerked back, but didn’t retreat fully to his side of the couch. “I said ‘no’ and I mean it!”

“You… I thought, always thought… you don’ like me, James?” He looked so hurt and confused, like a dog beaten without reason.

James pushed both hands through his hair and shut his eyes. “’Course I like you, moron. We’ve been mates for seven years.”

“So, what’s a little fuckin’ b’tween friends? They’ve been doing it in Sly’rin since Malfoy got sorted…”

“Reg told you that, I’m guessing?” He got a grunt in reply. Of course he’d heard it from his little brother. Whether it was true or not had probably never crossed Sirius’ mind. “What’s good for a Slytherin is poison for a Gryfindor.”

“But. But. I really want to. You’re… I can’t look at you and not want you. You’re so fucking perfect.”

The confession was slurred but sounded alarmingly heartfelt. It completely wrong footed him. He had thought Sirius just admired him, as a friend and as competition, but never once had he thought there was anything sexual attached. He didn’t know where to start putting it right. “Sirius…”

“Once couldn’ hurt, James. Jus’ lemme show you. Ask Moony, he knows how good it –”

“I don’t want to know what you and Moony get up to!” Sirius had edged closer to him again, his body heat seeming to come off him in waves. James started to get up, but in that instant Sirius lunged. James gave an undignified squawk as he was unbalanced and forced to the floor, Sirius on top.

“You’ll like it, I swear!”

“Merlin’s balls, get off me!”

“Shhhh, shhhh, jus’ shut up –”
From: [identity profile] effingeden.livejournal.com
James gave up trying to stop Sirius’ hands roving and scrabbled for his pocked, then jammed the tip of his wand into Sirius’ cheek. “Get. Off.”

Sirius stilled instantly. “Uh…”

“I’m not being funny, but if you value your looks you should get your hand off my crotch.” The hand obliged. James pointed his wand away, jaw still clenched.

Sirius eased back slightly, looking more lost and forlorn than he had when he’d run away from home.

The fire’s crackle was the only sound for several moments. It bullied James into speaking, though he hardly knew what could be said that would make any of this all right. “Look. If I were, I don’t know, put together differently, or if you were, I’d be all over you.” Dark eyes snapped onto his, confusion and hurt still making them clouded. “I can see how you have more girls after you than there are after me. I mean, you’re good looking. But, more than that. It’s your personality. You’re the most amazing person I’ve met in my life. I don’t know how to be without you. And, if I could, I would be as much yours as anyone can belong to another person. I don’t know if that makes any sense, but… fuck. I’m making this worse. I am less gay than… than Lily’s sister is a wizard!”

Sirius blinked. “Hm. Thought it was worth a try. Peter’s gonna win that stupid bet, then.” With a lot less reluctance than James had been braced for, Sirius rolled off him to sprawl on the hearthrug.

“Bet?” he echoed.

Sirius hummed again. “I said I could get in anyone’s knickers. He said I couldn’t get in yours. If your jeans were an inch looser…” He sighed. “Little prat’s going to gloat for a week.”
From: [identity profile] reasonandmusic.livejournal.com
Don't apologise, this was brilliant! I absolutely loved it and burst into a huge grin the moment this fill appeared in my inbox. <3

I especially loved all the little bits of Sirius being compared to a dog, and there were lines that made me laugh rather too loudly for my sister trying to sleep next door.

I was giggling the whole way through this; it was awesome and so much better than anything I could have written! :D

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