Title That was an experience. Author vanessawolfie on lj and tumblr Character(s)/Pairing Angelina, Ginny and Hermione, Angelina/George Fandom HP Rating PG-13 Word count 228 Summary Ginny, Hermione and Angelina get together and start talking about experiences. Angelina has a funny one to share.
“I threw a polyjuice party once. That was an experience, all right,” Angelina said, revealing just how alike she and her husband were.
“How did that work exactly?” Hermione asked, always wanting to know the ‘how’ to everything.
“Well, everybody came with a bag of clothes in their sizes, and we had a pot of Polyjuice. Then each guest put a lock of their hair in a labelled goblet with the potion in it and put the goblets back on a table. Then each person would be assigned a different name and they’d take a bag of clothes from that person and then the right goblet and go into another room to change and down the potion. The fun of it was that no one was to see which bag you took, so no one know who was who. We spent the whole evening guessing and if you were lucky enough to find your own lover, you spent the night making out with your partner in a totally different body,” Angelina said, laughing mischievously
Ginny looked over at Angelina with a thoughtful look. “I’m guessing you and George were both of the same sex or something.”
“Then you’d be guessing right. We were both very much male thank you very much. I’m pretty sure you’re brother had no qualms at all about that,” Angelina said with a smirk.
Title: Girls Night Out Pairing: H/D (future, implied) Rating:R
The Weird Sisters' latest hit was blasting from the wireless at an ear splitting volume, and the bar at the Leaky Cauldron was crowded. At a table in the corner sat six young witches. They had glasses of firewhiskey and butterbeer in front of them, and they were dressed for a night out. Girls Night Out was a time-honoured tradition, going into its fourth year. It had started when Ginny an Astoria returned to Hogwarts after the war and struck up a friendship over hating the new professor in the combined 6th and 7th year defence class. Hermione and Daphne had joined them over Christmas, and one night during the Easter holidays, Luna and Pansy had tagged along to the Leaky Cauldron for drinks. That had been the first Girls Night Out. They had continued the tradition, even though Harry, Ron, Neville and Draco had thought that they had gone completely mad. Later, when Neville and Ginny got together, and Ron and Astoria started their on/off romance, they reluctantly accepted the tradition. Sometimes Lavender, Hannah, Millicent, Padma and Parvati joined them, but most of the time it was just the six of them; Ginny, Astoria, Hermione, Daphne, Luna and Pansy. Harry and Draco continued to think that it was a plot. Or a curse. Or someone using imperio.
“I've always thought that they just needed to stop being idiots long enough to shag each other!” Hermione said, and licked the butterbeer foam from her lip.
Pansy snorted: “Ha! You've got it all wrong, Granger. They need to shag first, in order to stop being idiots.”
Ginny smirked and clicked her glass against Astoria's, before taking a healthy swig of firewhiskey. “I'm with Pansy on this one,” she said. “The chances of Harry and Draco getting together are slim to none, unless they shag away some of all that tension first.”
“So, the question is: how do we get them together long enough for the sexual tension to be resolved, but without them killing each other in the process?” Astoria summed up the problem.
Luna nodded serenely.
Ginny got a wicked gleam in her eyes, and her face lit up in a smirk. She caught Pansy's eye and leaned towards her. “Polyjuice party,” she said.
Pansy raised an eyebrow and nodded. “That's not a bad idea at all!”
Daphne went to get them another round of firewhiskey. Hermione accio'ed a quill and a scroll of parchment from her beaded bag, and they all huddled closer around the table and began plotting.
Title: Polyjuice Party Character: Ron Weasley/Pansy Parkinson Rating: PG13 Word Count: 180 Notes/Warnings: None.
Ron Weasley never thought that he would ever attend a Polyjuice party. He had just broken up with the girl he was convinced was his soul mate as well as his best friend, he was recently promoted to a job he didn’t want because it involved more desk duty then work on the field, and to make matters worse, his mother was already trying to set him up with various ages of witches.
He needed a break. He needed to loosen up. He needed to go out and attend a party.
At first it was awkward to take on the identity of someone he didn’t know, but it began to feel liberating soon enough. Then, before he knew it, he was talking to someone gorgeous before he kissed her for the first time. They had just pulled away from each other when the polyjuice ran off and their eyes widened in surprise at who their partner was. But for some reason, Pansy didn’t run away. She pulled him closer and snogged him closer. Ron wasn’t going to complain about that.
Title:The wrong Ron (http://archiveofourown.org/works/549871) (link to AO3) Pairing: Blaise/Harry, implied Ron/Harry Words:639 Rating:nc-17 Summary:Harry wanted Ron, and couldn't wait even if they were transformed into someone else
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Date: 2012-10-27 12:47 am (UTC)Author vanessawolfie on lj and tumblr
Character(s)/Pairing Angelina, Ginny and Hermione, Angelina/George
Fandom HP
Rating PG-13
Word count 228
Summary Ginny, Hermione and Angelina get together and start talking about experiences. Angelina has a funny one to share.
“I threw a polyjuice party once. That was an experience, all right,” Angelina said, revealing just how alike she and her husband were.
“How did that work exactly?” Hermione asked, always wanting to know the ‘how’ to everything.
“Well, everybody came with a bag of clothes in their sizes, and we had a pot of Polyjuice. Then each guest put a lock of their hair in a labelled goblet with the potion in it and put the goblets back on a table. Then each person would be assigned a different name and they’d take a bag of clothes from that person and then the right goblet and go into another room to change and down the potion. The fun of it was that no one was to see which bag you took, so no one know who was who. We spent the whole evening guessing and if you were lucky enough to find your own lover, you spent the night making out with your partner in a totally different body,” Angelina said, laughing mischievously
Ginny looked over at Angelina with a thoughtful look. “I’m guessing you and George were both of the same sex or something.”
“Then you’d be guessing right. We were both very much male thank you very much. I’m pretty sure you’re brother had no qualms at all about that,” Angelina said with a smirk.
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Date: 2012-10-27 04:23 pm (UTC)Pairing: H/D (future, implied)
Rating:R
The Weird Sisters' latest hit was blasting from the wireless at an ear splitting volume, and the bar at the Leaky Cauldron was crowded. At a table in the corner sat six young witches. They had glasses of firewhiskey and butterbeer in front of them, and they were dressed for a night out. Girls Night Out was a time-honoured tradition, going into its fourth year. It had started when Ginny an Astoria returned to Hogwarts after the war and struck up a friendship over hating the new professor in the combined 6th and 7th year defence class. Hermione and Daphne had joined them over Christmas, and one night during the Easter holidays, Luna and Pansy had tagged along to the Leaky Cauldron for drinks. That had been the first Girls Night Out. They had continued the tradition, even though Harry, Ron, Neville and Draco had thought that they had gone completely mad. Later, when Neville and Ginny got together, and Ron and Astoria started their on/off romance, they reluctantly accepted the tradition. Sometimes Lavender, Hannah, Millicent, Padma and Parvati joined them, but most of the time it was just the six of them; Ginny, Astoria, Hermione, Daphne, Luna and Pansy. Harry and Draco continued to think that it was a plot. Or a curse. Or someone using imperio.
“I've always thought that they just needed to stop being idiots long enough to shag each other!” Hermione said, and licked the butterbeer foam from her lip.
Pansy snorted: “Ha! You've got it all wrong, Granger. They need to shag first, in order to stop being idiots.”
Ginny smirked and clicked her glass against Astoria's, before taking a healthy swig of firewhiskey. “I'm with Pansy on this one,” she said. “The chances of Harry and Draco getting together are slim to none, unless they shag away some of all that tension first.”
“So, the question is: how do we get them together long enough for the sexual tension to be resolved, but without them killing each other in the process?” Astoria summed up the problem.
Luna nodded serenely.
Ginny got a wicked gleam in her eyes, and her face lit up in a smirk. She caught Pansy's eye and leaned towards her. “Polyjuice party,” she said.
Pansy raised an eyebrow and nodded. “That's not a bad idea at all!”
Daphne went to get them another round of firewhiskey. Hermione accio'ed a quill and a scroll of parchment from her beaded bag, and they all huddled closer around the table and began plotting.
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Date: 2012-10-28 10:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-02 12:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-29 06:01 pm (UTC)Character: Ron Weasley/Pansy Parkinson
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 180
Notes/Warnings: None.
Ron Weasley never thought that he would ever attend a Polyjuice party. He had just broken up with the girl he was convinced was his soul mate as well as his best friend, he was recently promoted to a job he didn’t want because it involved more desk duty then work on the field, and to make matters worse, his mother was already trying to set him up with various ages of witches.
He needed a break. He needed to loosen up. He needed to go out and attend a party.
At first it was awkward to take on the identity of someone he didn’t know, but it began to feel liberating soon enough. Then, before he knew it, he was talking to someone gorgeous before he kissed her for the first time. They had just pulled away from each other when the polyjuice ran off and their eyes widened in surprise at who their partner was. But for some reason, Pansy didn’t run away. She pulled him closer and snogged him closer. Ron wasn’t going to complain about that.
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Date: 2012-10-30 12:41 pm (UTC)Pairing: Blaise/Harry, implied Ron/Harry
Words:639
Rating:nc-17
Summary:Harry wanted Ron, and couldn't wait even if they were transformed into someone else