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productive
productivemusic: The Day Before You - Rascal Flatts
Title: Divine Friction
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Harry/Pansy
Summary: Uh, this is like the softest PWP ever written. Have fun.
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falcons_honour, aka RP-Love-Of-My-Life. Well, as soon as we can get to it. Will and Elizabeth are being difficult. :PFor:
starry_sunrise, who is just utterly awesome. A/N: I can't remember if these are for a request, or if she asked for them. Either way, four/five months later, they are done. *puppy eyes*
Swift steps, hushed whispers, the sharp sting of a hand harshly meeting softer skin, and divine friction begin their nights. Pansy won't let Harry get all he needs in this one meeting. She'll make sure to always leave him before he gets all he wants. Harry will make sure that after dinner, he gets what he wishes. The talking began as a minimum, but now is a requirement. The sneers and noises bounce off the dungeon wall, but it's Slytherin; the sounds are not an oddity. The two continue their tango with the devil, and both are aware of how close to destruction they've brought themselves.
Title: Scars
Rating: PG/G
Pairing: Harry/Ginny
Summary: There are scars, and there are hands.
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falcons_honourFor:
starry_sunriseA/N: I apologise if this is cliche or something. I've never read a Harry/Ginny central fic.
The scars on his body are many. Unless you want a full tale, with a disguised look of the fear and pain, you don't need to ask. They're all from the war, and at some point have probably been discussed in the Daily Prophet. The normal existence still fools most, unless you're the one in Harry's bed, and you can hear all the things running through his mind. Most believe that he should somehow be 'over it' or in some institution; no one recalls Dumbledore ever having such problems. Ginny knows all of these scars, in and out, and in return, he knows hers. Of course, no one from this war could truly be 'over it', she believes, but the road to recovery has become very smooth. Smoother than the hands that trace the scars, and the words that comfort.
Now I'm writing a fic for
laurel_tx's new challenge. So much fun! I love feeling fandom-y, and actually accomplishing things. Maybe this will carry into the next school year, so I don't drag all year. *crosses fingers*
Thanks, hon. :-D *kisses*
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I'm also writing again. Not yet to the point of accomplishment, but I'm still with you on the good feeling. Here's to a productive year. (I will not slack I will not slack I will not slack...say it with me...)
^_^ Thank you very, very much.
You're- *gets kisses* *silly grin*
*nods* *raises glass* Hi, my name is Rebecca, and I will not slack in the following school year.
*snickers* *kisses more* You deserve it.
Hi, my name is Lindsay, and I'm an alcoh--um, I will not slack in the following school year.
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Oh who am I KIDDING? I've got two art classes, regular level Physics, and Film. Of COURSE I'm slacking.
lol! I guess as long as you don't slack in the slacking classes. *nod*
(I wish we had a film class! *pout*)
The second is prettypretty. A litle fluff, a little angst; pretty. And not too descriptive. Go, you!
*glomp* I love you and your insanely superior talents. *bows*
Thanks for such a good review! *pets her good little puppet*
It's hard to put too much description into a ficlet and not have it sound bad. Lucky for now, my sweet. Reg's fic is coming up. ;)
*blushes* I luff you too! Let's have babies. Or, you know, just try to make them since we can't. >D
And, yes, I like smiley faces. :P