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Eeeh, this is fun! Feel free to ask for more story summaries in here. :) Also, SPN FOLKS! Are you going to let the HP people win? XD

For luckiducky: boundless enchantment, how peter pettigrew came to be hidden in the weasley household


The passionate story of an injured rat and his persue of happiness. You'll be inraptured in this former man's journey to safety, as he crawls on the sewers and steals bread from restaurant tables and nurses his fingerless hand back to health. Will our hero's dreams ever come true? Come find out! Read and review pleaz, this is liek, the bestest story evaaahhh!!!!eleventy!1!

lucius malfoy bemuggled

Lucius is allowed to send a letter a week nowadays. They never reach the destinatary, though, because Lucius won't listen to the orderlies, no matter how many times they patiently explain that no, the pidgeons by his barred window will not deliver them. He's a good patient, though. He usually just sits on his bed, knees close to his body, caressing the little branch he'd once found on the backyard. Everyone smiles and nods when he claims it's magic.

For mysid:Harry Potter James Potter and the Shrieking Shack

James is starting to believe that the Shrieking Shack is haunted after all. Nobody belives him, of course, because his friends are big pillocks with not an ounce of imagination in their thick skulls, but still. He's been there three times already during the week, on nights that are most definitely not the full moon, and yet, there was trashing and moaning and screaming from upstairs, and on a particularly scary night, a sneeze. It is dusty in there, though, and he doesn't think it that farfetched to find a ghost with allergies. Sirius keeps on saying that he's finally lost it, and Poor James, he never stood a chance against insanity. James wonders why both Sirius and Remus always look a bit flushed when James starts to talk about the Daunting Haunting of the Mighty Shack (oh, do shut up, it sounded nice in his head), and why they're never around when he decides to go exploring. No matter. James will find the truth. The question is, when he does, will he like it?

For such_heights:All Tomorrow's Yesterdays

It's October 2nd, 1981, and Lily sits on a rocking chair with her son clinging to her neck, and tells her about a world in which his daddy doesn't have to be late for supper because he's chasing evil wizars, of a time when his grandparents were still alive and could still spoil him rotten. She tries not to talk about the future, just in case. The least she needs is more bad luck.

For dixie_pinky:El día que Harry y Ron decidieron empezar a jugar futbol

El día que Harry y Ron decidieron empezar a jugar futbol, Ron se rompe la pierna. "Maldito bastardo, dijiste que era fácil," dice Ron, y Harry considera ausentemente en golpearse la cabeza contra la pared, porque en serio, ¿qué clase de persona se resbala en el pasto antes de siquiera golpear la pelota? Hermione se rehusa a que curen mágicamente a Ron, diciendo que es la culpa de los dos por haber intentado algo tan estúpido en plena tormenta, y que nadie se ha muerto de tener un yeso por unos cuantos meses. Eso si, le dibuja un corazoncito en el yeso en cuanto a Ron lo dan de alta del hospital muggle. ¿El castigo de Harry? Cuidar de Ron mientras esta todo 'magulladito' (término usado por la Señora Weasley), quien esta dispuesto a hacerle la vida imposible. ¿Sobrevivirá?

For lilian_cho:Cry for Me, Mr. Fell

A karaoke night gone horribly wrong. Aziraphale hadn't even known angels could get hangovers.

Another Day, Another 'Up Yours' to the System, Fight Club.

I guess it shouldn't feel this good to watch as the news channels signals go down, as the world enters chaos and all they can tune in their pathetic televisions are soap operas and Cheers re-runs and those horribly perky infomercials. I probably shouldn't be laughing as Marla stares at me from under her hat, mouth strained as if she was keeping herself from laughing as well. I probably shouldn't feel Tyler smiling by my side, tongue between his teeth and the bruise I put there last night making his eye look purple. It actually feels quite brilliant. It feels like freedom, at last.

Harry James Potter, Spy Extraordinaire, and his archnemesis and sometime-lover, Draceana Malfoy

Really, thought Harry as he dangled from a rope, trying to keep his toes from touching the starving shark-infested pool, I didn't sign up for this when they said chicks digged MI6 agents. He sighs rather patetically as his much hated (albeit kinda hot) archnemesis laughed rather manically next to the pool, holding a mass-destruction thingy between her hands. And he hadn't even gotten to drive an Aston Martin! Life sucks, he decided, as he set to seduce the megalomaniac in the room.

For pink_faerie81:Skin In Which I Curled, Sirius/James

Sirius bleeds into James and Lily's couch in a snowy night, right eye almost closed with a stray curse. His side is still bleeding from another, and he's not so far gone not to notice the sheer panic in James' eyes as he rushes to get a potion for the wound. Lily puts her hand on his forehead, cool and warm at the same time, and he almost feels bad for having fucked her husband in that same couch the week before.

Man, now I kinda feel like writing this...

For sazzlette:Jumping in Puddles

The summer before seventh year, as James helps Sirius furnish his brand-new (and horrible, too) apartment. London in the rain and if Sirius ends up bringing a duck back home after a day romping through the rainy city, well, he can hardly be blamed.

For wanderlight: Remember That One Time...?

Sirius and James get far too drunk on their last night at Hogwarts. Fighting ensues, 'cause really, Prongs, you're telling me I don't remember how you nearly pissed your pants during the Charms prank?, and Fuck off, Padfoot, that did NOT happen!. James should probably feel surprised when Sirius kisses him, but he just giggles a bit, pulls Sirius' hair, says Finally, into Sirius' ear and laughs a bit when Sirius shivers on top of him.

Well, I've just come back. The first dance was ok, but by the third one (the new one, also) we couldn't hear the part of the song we were supposed to change steps and waaaah it all went downhill. *sigh* I guess it's good practice for the actual presentation.

All right people, Remix names have been announced! Curious thing is, my recipient... Is also my remixer. XDD So go read Comfort (The Extremely Basic Remix) by edenfalling It's based on Comfort, a tiny James/Lily story I wrote in turn based in one of thitlerose's prompts. I loved the way she humanized James' parents, instead of them being just a plot turn, and the ending is lovely. :)

I suspect my feedback got lost in the internet, 'cause I didn't get none (apparently hotmail isn't ashorrible as I think, if the spam filter is so good...), so I'll post in here. Dunno if it's right to crosspost, though... (Expect fic tonight for Wellymuck. I'll have time!)

Title: Lesson Number Two (The Open My Eyes Remix)
Pairing: Harry/Draco preslash
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2592
Summary: Potter decides Draco must learn about life, and Draco isn't quite so fond of the idea.
Author Notes: A remix of edenfalling's Seeds. Beta-ed by the wonderful lilian_cho.


( “Option number two, I lift the spell, you try to attack me, I kill you. Simple as that.” )

Ugh, My laptop's right hinge is broken. *fumes* I think mom'll take it to be repaired tomorrow, so I probably won't be able to be online for a few days. So don't wonder if I'm not like, obsesively here XD

But how, how will I manage to be internet-less?! HOW?! *despairs*

Now, this are the drabbles I wrote tonight for queerditch_pub. This week's theme was Kinky, so they're all as smutty as I can get. *g*

Stale
Harry/Draco - Silence - 241 words

( They stare at each other through the crowded room, playing with straws between their lips... )

Tease
Remus/Sirius - "This is a very improper thing to do in public" - 245 words

( Remus hugs him for a moment, still behind him, bites his earlobe, and Sirius knees suddenly want to give out... )

Vintage
Remus/Sirius - Knee socks - 202 words

( He puts them on slowly, caressing the cotton between his fingers as he mutters the grocery list with the barest sliver of breath... )

I'm writing drabbles for ciaran_draco, since she wants to make the 5 pages in ocassion of her first LJ birthday. So:

Lolita
Ron/Hermione - High Heels

( She smiles, a finger on her mouth, and says:  )


Cut me into pieces
H/D - bloodplay, vampirism

( Draco cuts thin, straight lines with his fangs over Harry's skin, parallel sketches made in scarlet and pain and throaty moans... )

So, tonight's drabbles for queerditch_pub, even when I know I shouldn't be drabbling in there when I have so much things to write. Oh well, it was fun. I'm quite proud of these, actually.

This week's theme was Shakespeare. Both are dark-ish and a tad cruel. Deliciously cruel, I'd like to think, though. XD

One Last Second
Remus/Sirius - "The rest is silence" - 198 words.

( Remus wipes his face, and long stripes of blood coat his cheek with Remus’ scarlet-colored life... )


Kiss Me Goodbye
Harry/Draco - "Ophelia floats with violets twined in her hair" - 227 Words.

( He showers Draco with petals, a thousand colors tainting with too late life the Death Eater robes and a blood red rose is tucked into his now-empty wand pocket... )

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO haltlos!!

Dear, have a wonderful, wonderful day and remember, I'm there for you.

Now: A drabble for you! Vampiric goodness ahead.

( Kiss me, Kill me - H/D - 118 words )

Title: Green
Raiting: PG
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word Count: 444
Author Notes: Crossposted at harrydraco, written out of boredom and weird Holiday spirit. Beta-ed by why_me_why_not! and slightly weird as it took me ten minutes, but oddly satisfying regardless.
Warnings: Um, slight HBP spoilers (haltlos, why hadn't you tell me you hadn't read it?! I think I've spoiled you right and left by now.), and Draco-who-went-over-to-the-light-side.


( They don’t speak for an entire minute, staring at each other in silence as he can see Potter’s arm bleed slowly, turning the bandage deep crimson... )

I'm finally starting the pirate fic for pink_faerie81, and my mind is full with plot bunnies, along with another drabble I'm writing, Harry/Ron, that came to me in a dream (quite literally, too).

So, Drabbles for queerditch_pub.

( So Close - H/D - 266 Words )

And my first time ever at femmslash, which still feels somewhat odd, 'cause I don't really ship the pairing.

( Dreamy Sigh - Hermione/Ginny - 275 Words )

Okay, so I was thinking, and I realized everyone will be posting like crazy in chritmas eve, and my gifts will be probably lost among a wave of flist good wishes and nicer fic. So, in order for everyone to get to read theirs, I'll start posting them, in the orden they were written so there aren't any kind of hard feelings. First we have:

Title: The Sunflowers (Remix by Draco Malfoy)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: H/D
Word Count: 477
Author Notes: Gift for violetion, whose promt word was art and interest was Sofia Coppola. Espero que te guste, por que me hizo reir como no tienes idea! Crossposted at harrydraco.


( In all, Harry doesn’t complain about Draco’s new paint induced sex drive... )

Am incredibly sick. I spent the entire night shaking in my sleep, and I even had to go and put on some socks and a jacket. With fever, of course, come bizarre dreams, and I dreamt about being tied up (which was actually my sheet) and Harry. Good thing I don't have school, 'cause I feel to shity to even think about going. And I wanted to go to the book fair today... *is angry*

In other news, it's official, I've turned to the Dark side. I've written H/D. Surprisingly, I don't feel as terrible as I should. Oh well, another pairing I've been sucked into. And this probably will be the closest to smut I'll ever write, even when this is still quite tame. Crossposted at harrydraco

Title: The Mask You Wear
Rating: PG-13
Fandom/Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word Count: 1432
Notes: Kind of an AU. Lucius never went to Azkaban, and the Malfoys still have all of their prestige. Seventh year. For why_me_why_not's challenge, who wanted H/D and a masquerade. Hope she likes it!
Summary: Harry attends the Malfoys Christmas party, and learns more about Draco that he ever wanted to.



( “I think you’ve made a mistake with your costume,” Harry whispers into Draco’s ear when he’s right by his side, “A ferret would be far more fitting.” )