slumber: (ruin)
Title: Un Crimine in Tre Atti (A Crime in Three Acts)
Fandom: Harry Potter (barely :|)
Pairing: Roger/Blaise (hints of Blaise/Theodore)
Rating: R
Word Count: 350 words
Summary: Il Seduzione. La Relazione. Il Tradimento.
Additional Notes: Because things sound better in another language, hee. Written for [ profile] ccharlotte, though most of the inspiration for it came from her too. :P Happy Birthday! Here's to more random plotting, Roger and Blaise, growing old!, and eee, graduating and grad school! (See you in August! :D:D:D)

Atto I: Il Seduzione

It starts with a playful comment, like it always does. It follows through with a wink here, another smirk there, like it always has. But his eyes linger a second longer and you catch him then, and where you would not have pushed, you do.

(Cat-got-the-mouse grin, voice lowered to a murmur.) "Like what you see?"

Where he might have backed out, he doesn't.

(Tongue wetting full lips.) "Maybe."

Where you meant to keep your distance, you don't.

(Hips now dangerously close, lips moving against his ear.) "But you do, don't you?"

Where he would have said no--

(The softest, traitorous hitch of breath.) "Goddammit, Roger."

He doesn't.

The rest here. )
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Hahaha, I think most people had forgotten this. :| So have I, but because clearly, the best way to deal with having to work on something that I must be brilliant at is to do something completely different.

Cut for layout sensibilities )

Have decided to do this again.
slumber: (love is blind)
Title: Definitions
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Roger/Various
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 710 words
Summary: Roger Davies and his various love interests. :|
Additional Notes: Part of the [ profile] fanfic100 challenge, for the prompt Heart, I suppose. (In retrospect, I should probably have signed up for Roger Davies instead of Ravenclaws.) Written for [ profile] ccharlotte.

The scrawny boy grew up, filled out, lost the stammer in his speech, charmed irreprehensibly, teased mercilessly, walked back into your world not like he had a right to be in it, but like he knew enough to turn it inside out.  )
slumber: (what if)
Title: The Benefit
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Roger/Blaise
Rating: PG
Word Count: 350 words
Summary: It is a benefit. It is always a benefit.
Additional Notes: Belongs to the [ profile] fanfic100 challenge under prompt Diamond. Written for [ profile] ccharlotte. Forgive me for the crappy title. :|

Introductions are unnecessary. )
slumber: (love is blind)
Title: Five Things That Roger Davies Never Did
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Roger/Blaise
Rating: PG
Word Count: 525
Summary: See title. :|
Additional Notes: Written for [ profile] ccharlotte, and written also for [ profile] fanfic100, under the prompt If.

Roger rolls the name on his tongue, contemplating it during practice, in class, as he catches glimpses of avoidant olive-green eyes across the Great Hall, along dungeon corridors and Hogsmeade weekends. )
slumber: (ruin)
Title: Nothing Gold Can Stay
Fandom: HP
Pairing: none, really?
Rating: PG
Word Count: 400 words
Summary: Nature's first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold.
Additional Notes: For [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Fall. Title, chapter titles and general inspiration taken from Robert Frost's poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay". Written from [ profile] ccharlotte's prompts: autumn, colour, subtle kissing--which I completely forgot. Shit. Sorry. :\

Eden sank into grief )
slumber: (love is blind)
Title: Gentler Kisses
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Vague, but let's put it at Ravenclaws, although it could work with another pairing I like.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 150 words--me and my love affair with the exact
Summary: There were gentler kisses now.
Additional Notes: For the [ profile] fanfic100 challenge, for the prompt Taste. I haven't written properly in ages so this is a little. Meh. Unexpected, I guess. I was trying to write something else.

There were kisses that burned his lips and marked his skin long after they first claimed him territory. There were kisses that haunted him long after they'd gone, kisses from a wide-eyed boy with messy hair and goofy grins, now a lonely boy with delicate wrists and soft lips and kisses that lingered. There were kisses that he remembered, kisses that he missed, kisses from the boy he loved who thought love wasn't enough.

There were kisses he learned to forget, kisses he learned to replace with kind smiles and shy hellos, hesitant pauses that eased back into years of friendship and light banter with the same wide-eyed boy who kissed his heart to pieces.

There were gentler kisses now because they meant nothing and, in being so, broke nothing. They were too fragile to break anymore, the boys and their kisses.

But one kiss might have made them whole.
slumber: (Default)
Title: Crashing
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Justin/Terry
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 1,229
Summary: Justin had never been very good at remembering.
Additional Notes: For the [ profile] fanfic100 prompt Not enough and dedicated to [ profile] siobhanohare, for whom I began writing this as a Valentine's Day present way back in 2005. :| Slightly edited from the version I originally posted. There's a companion piece but I've given up hope on that for the night. :|

You hardly remember that bit, but he told you about it sometimes, enough so that it almost felt like your memory instead of his... )
slumber: (fics)
Title: Fiction in the Spaces Between
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Justin, Terry, Michael
Rating: PG
Word Count: 563 words
Summary: Lisa Turpin watches Ravenclaws from the sidelines.
Additional Notes: For the [ profile] fanfic100 prompt Middles. Also for [ profile] siobhanohare, because I couldn't finish the other fic just yet without getting distracted by this one. This was only supposed to be 100 words. :| Inspired in part by Telling Stories by Tracy Chapman. A little scattered, a little weird, I hope you forgive me. :|

She spends the hours making up stories. )
slumber: (Default)
Title: Deconstruction
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Roger Davies/Various
Rating: R
Word Count: 2,205 words
Summary: The trick to having, he is told, is not wanting.
Additional Notes: Here it is, what appears to be another paper crane. For [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Lovers.

'You know what people want the most?' he asks, shouting to be heard. )
slumber: (tragedy)
Title: Words of Wisdom
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: one-sided Justin/Zach, Zach/Ravenclaws (hah)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 250 words
Summary: Words of wisdom for unrequited love.
Additional Notes: Written for [ profile] siobhanohare. Your ghost sex fic will come soon. :| I am SO still making this fit [ profile] fanfic100, for Friends.

It's what curiosity did to the cat. )
slumber: (Default)
Title: Five Ways to Fuck
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: ??/??
Rating: R
Word Count: 500 words
Summary: Mostly, though, it's any way you want to.
Additional Notes: It started out Terry/Michael, somehow I think it ended up being Blaise/Theodore, thus naturally I think this ought to be for [ profile] ccharlotte (making up for the last fic) and [ profile] starflowers (thank you for the drabble :D). Because I need to cut me some slack, this is also for [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt How? I apologise for the title, no better one presented itself to me between writing the fic and now. (Also, I am SO unsurprised that despite the title and subject matter, this refuses to go past R.)

When you gasp out his name he smirks, like he's proven something. )
slumber: (Default)
Title: This Charming Man
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Roger/Blaise
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 580 words
Summary: Play. Pause. Fast Forward. Rewind.
Additional Notes: Written for [ profile] ccharlotte. *kisses* Also for [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Who?

'Must have been amazing,' she muses nonchalantly, turning the page of her Potions text. )
slumber: (Default)
Title: Chapter Twenty-Two Outtake
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Michael/Terry
Rating: PG-15
Word Count: 100 words
Additional Notes: Um. Contains something SPOILERY, so if you've not read til chapter 22 of HBP yet, not that it's really related to that, then yeah, you'd best avoid this then. Um. Just got the idea, which is really just. Silliness. I've not even finished reading it yet, ha. ha.
Edit: For [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Insides, for obvious reasons. :|


“One.” Michael closes his eyes.


“Two.” His mind is blank, and he feels it sweep over him.


“THREE!” Suddenly the air is pressing from all around, forceful, and he can actually feel movement, and there’s that strange sensation, and, yes, a soft, telling pop.

He’d done it.


Michael curses, eyes still shut, mentally examining his body, which certainly feels complete, only.

He opens his eyes to Terry’s flustered cheeks and startled eyes, and Twycross breaks the horrible silence that follows.

“Mr Corner, please remove yourself from Mr Boot’s pants as soon as you can, thank you.”
slumber: (Default)
Title: Undercurrents
Pairing: Blaise/Terry
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 1700 words
Warnings: Language, Possible Parenthesis Abuse
Summary: Terry's fifth year is terrible--he isn't prefect, there's some stupid defense club going around, and all Hogwarts Houses are a disgrace, among other things.
Additional Notes: Originally titled TerryFic, but later scrapped because Terry would spork me for being a dork. :| It's subtle slash and it alludes more than anything. Subject to editing. Concrit is welcome, thanks.
Edit: For [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt And.

God, sometimes Ravenclaws were such UTTER snobs. )
slumber: (Default)
Title: The Smart One
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Blaise/Padma
Word Count: 100 words
Rating: R
Additional Notes: I realised I haven't posted anything in a while, whoops. But anyway, yeah. I liked Padma/Blaise, and this was how I saw it.
Edit: For [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Shade.

Padma had always been the smart one, knowing that there were plenty of gray areas in war, so she kept her options open.

And they were open when Blaise Zabini's eyes locked with hers one day, open when Blaise asked her out, open still when he kissed her, and when his hands made her shiver and his tongue made her moan, so when he'd asked--

It was the smart thing to do.

It wasn't until years later, after she'd killed her own sister and Azkaban became home that she realised it was she who'd been played the fool all along.
slumber: (femme)
Title: Blame the Nargles
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Hermione/Luna
Length: 200 words
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Christmas spirit helps, a bit.
Additional Notes: I wasn't going to post any more drabbles because I figured you guys would be sick of all the requests I've been putting up :P but then I realised this one was a Christmas drabble, so haha. This goes out to everyone. Happy Holidays!
Edit: For [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Where?

Hermione found Luna standing directly underneath a mistletoe on the day before students were to leave Hogwarts for the holidays, head tilted up, blue eyes wide, waist-length dirty blonde hair hanging loosely back and mouth slightly open. She stood watching for a few minutes, and Luna stood gaping at the mistletoe for the whole time.

Hermione cleared her throat.

Luna kept staring.

Hermione shook her head.

"Do you see?" came the softest voice.

"I beg your pardon?"

"The nargles," Luna went on, as if she'd been talking to Hermione all this time. "Look, they're hiding behind the leaves, but I saw a flutter of a nargle just a second ago."

There are no such things as nargles, Hermione would have said, but the words died in her throat at the mesmerised look that lit up Luna's face. It must have been the Christmas air, because Hermione didn't feel like spoiling Luna's fun.

"No, I'm afraid I didn't see them," she said instead, taking a few steps to stand beside Luna, and looking up briefly. "I bet they're hiding now, since you've spotted them."

Luna looked down from where the nargles lived, and looked at Hermione with an odd expression. "Mistletoe."
slumber: (Default)
Title: Caught Off-Guard
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Dean/Padma
Length: 200 words
Rating: PG
Additional Notes: Also for [ profile] mauraders. Merry Christmas! <3
Edit: For [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Red.

When Padma turned around one day, she found Dean Thomas gazing at her curiously.

"Yes?" she asked, rather politely, a bit surprised with the intensity of the stare and just a little bit disturbed as well.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you were, ah--" Dean snapped out of his daze, shaking his head slightly and offering Padma a sheepish grin. "I was just..."

Padma raised an eyebrow and remained silent, watching Dean curiously as he gestured around with his fingers.

"Well, you looked deep in thought and I thought with the angle and your face half-turned, and well, yeah, you kind of, er. Well it's different from Parvati somehow, the angles and the bone structure and there's the way you carry yourself and, ah, I should stop rambling now, yeah?" Dean grinned in an embarrassed sort of way that made the corner of Padma's mouth curve ever so slightly up in amusement.

"I see," she nodded tentatively. Dean's face broke out in a relieved grin. "And?"

"You wouldn't mind if I drew you, would you?" Dean blurted out.

It was the first time Padma had been caught off-guard, and Dean thought she was even prettier when she blushed.
slumber: (Default)
Title: Black
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Terry/Justin
Length: 100 words
Rating: PG13
Warnings: None
Summary: Terry waits.
Additional Notes: For [ profile] eljuno, who prompted me with "nighttime". Inspired also by [ profile] siobhanohare's Terry/Justin fic, which I am too lazy to link to, unfortunately. Sad day. Happy Christmas to the one other person in the world who RPs Terry and ships him with Justin! ;)
Edit: For [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt Black, clearly. :|

The light by your bed burns brightly, and in the silence of the room you flip the page of a book, but the black ink bleeds into the paper and the lines blur into meaningless jumble.

You stop to rub your temples and you fetch another cup of tea.

You sip, and the aroma nudges your senses awake, so you resume waiting for him to come home, with alcohol in his breath and the marks of other men on his skin. You open the book.

Nothing still makes sense.

It is late, and you are as blind as the night.
slumber: (Default)
Title: What the Nargles Saw
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Dean/Padma
Length: 100 words
Rating: PG13
Additional Notes: This is [ profile] ronniekins77's Christmas gift. I hope you like the Dean/Padma.
Edit: For [ profile] fanfic100, for the prompt What?.

"Mistletoe," Padma told Dean matter-of-factly, pointing above their heads.

"Oh," Dean said, feeling a blush creep up onto his face. He ran a hand through his hair and tried to find something interesting with the way the floor was so flat and how it could keep him stuck on the ground even though he felt like floating. "We don't have to, you know," he mumbled, wondering why he had to do the gentlemanly thing.

Padma smiled that enigmatic smile of hers and leaned on tiptoe to touch lips softly to Dean's.

"Oh, but it's tradition," she whispered with a smile.


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