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So. Rather productive two days. I ended up writing more in that span of time than I did in the past month, I think.

I got my Roger/Cedric whee!

It was one of those things he had to do. They were in a fucking rosebush, her face was two inches from his, and she was a pretty blonde thin French girl named after a flower. If he didn’t kiss her, he wouldn’t be male.

*schnoogles to

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And. Okay. The fruits of my labour:

Harry/Charlie (300 words, PG)

Things never came easy for Harry. That was rather quite obvious, in fact, and he’d spent most of fifth year capitalising at the world for that, but of all the things that made life more difficult, Ron was the unexpected topnotcher.
Harry/Ginny (200 words, PG)

There was a story once, tucked between a poem and a tale of knights and quests, of a perfect, short life traded in for a longer, tragic story trapped in the pages of a gift. She wonders if she’d made that choice.

(Bonus points to whoever guesses what that story is. :|)
Ron/Pansy (1000 words, PG13)

“Will you be taking my spare room tonight, or is this the kind of night when she storms into my flat and I’ll have to go amuse myself in a coffee shop while you have mad make-up sex?” he wearily asked one night. Ron stared blankly.

“Ronald Weasley, I know you’re in there!”

“Coffee shop it is,” Harry sighed, looking for the silver lining of his dark, Slytherin-shaped cloud.

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