Common Room for Slytherin House
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Greetings,
Your cunning and ambition shown through to place you in our house. Enjoy your time at Hogwarts and strive to achieve the values of Syltherin House.
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Date: 2013-09-01 05:45 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-09-01 09:30 pm (UTC)But never fear! We have a great bunch of snakes and I know we will get this cup!
One of the big point collectors is the round robin fic which once we hit 300 words our group will get 120 house points (giddy!) But we need everyone to post at least 25 words if we all do equal work we will need 2 posts of 25 to get there. I am thinking the best will be a goggle doc, so we can read and update as needed so. I will set one up with a link.
Let me know if you have any questions either by LJ message, or you can use twitter @emeraldawn.
Also make sure you list the assignment number and prompt (if needed) so we can keep track.
GO SNAKES!
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Date: 2013-09-06 05:24 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2013-09-03 07:29 pm (UTC)drabble: Late for class (http://ashindk.livejournal.com/18243.html)
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Date: 2013-09-04 12:05 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2013-09-03 08:26 pm (UTC)This one is for assignment no. 15.
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Date: 2013-09-03 09:37 pm (UTC)207 words, for assignment no. 15. Gryffindor Common Room
Mates don't let mates shag ferrets!
The Gryffindor common room was deserted. The only sound was the fire cracking in the fireplace, and Ron's heavy sighs.
"But Harry, it's Malfoy!" Ron leant forward in the squishy armchair he had been sprawling in.
"I'm aware of that Ron," Harry said. His patience was beginning to wear a little thin. It had been ten minutes since he'd told Ron that Draco was his boyfriend. And all Ron had said was...
"Malfoy! Harry, it's not that I don't want you to have a boyfriend, but Malfoy?!?"
"Yes. Malfoy. Draco."
"But.... But mates don't let mates shag ferrets!"
Harry rolled his eyes.
"I'm not shagging him," he said. He didn't add the "yet" out loud, because Ron was his friend, and he really didn't want him to have a heart attack. Also, they were supposed to be adults now. The war was behind them, and MacGonagall was always harping on about responsability and modelling good behaviour for the younger students.
"No?" Ron sounded almost hopeful.
"No. No shagging."
"Well, that's all right then."
Ron yawned. "I'm going to bed. Good night, Harry."
"Good night, Ron."
Harry waited until Ron had left to slip under his cloak and sneak off to the dungeon. It was time to remedy the sad no shagging state of his relationship with Draco.
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:21 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2013-09-05 08:14 pm (UTC)Drabble: Passing Notes (http://ashindk.livejournal.com/18850.html)
This fills the prompts 'passing notes' and 'potions partners' from assignment #7 and the location 'Charms Classroom' from assignment #15.
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Date: 2013-09-05 08:42 pm (UTC)Welcoming Feast recipes:
We'll start with a lovely
pumpkin soup (http://allrecipes.co.uk/recipe/6220/harvest-pumpkin-soup.aspx)
To try something a little different, we'll have
pumpkin pizza (http://allrecipes.com.au/recipe/1095/roasted-butternut-pumpkin-pizza.aspx). Trust me! This is delicious!
And for dessert
pumpkin cheesecake (http://www.bakersroyale.com/cheesecake/spiced-pumpkin-cheesecake-with-bourb0n-whop-cream/)
Drinks include pumpkin cocktails (http://www.blisstree.com/2009/08/31/mental-health-well-being/fall-cocktail-recipe-pumpkin-pie-tini/) (only for staff and students over the age of 17) and pumpkin juice (http://www.mugglenet.com/misc/rosmertas/pumpkinjuice.shtml).
Enjoy!
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Date: 2013-09-06 04:37 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2013-09-06 12:03 am (UTC)Quill -
Books -
Assignment #22:
Favourite Character - Scorpius Malfoy -
Assignment #23:
Items from Harry Potter - Deathly Hallows and Wands
(I know I have extra icons on there, but I put all the ones I made up, so if anyone wants one, you're welcome to them!)
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Date: 2013-09-06 04:24 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2013-09-06 02:52 am (UTC)Harry entered the library, his eyes darting from side-to-side as he searched the tables for a familiar face. Eventually, he found the person he was looking for browsing at one of the shelves.
“Err…” he began, not sure how to start this.
Draco spun around, a hand rushing to his pocket where his wand was stowed. “Potter!” he exclaimed, visibly startled, but relaxing when he realized he wasn’t under attack. “What do you want?”
Harry took a deep breath. “I’ve gotten stuck on some Potions homework,” he admitted.
Draco snorted. “Then you’re in the wrong aisle,” he noted bluntly. “Excuse me.” He started to push past Harry.
Panic rose in Harry’s throat. He was a Gryffindor – he couldn’t freak out now and let Draco just walk off! “The thing is,” he said, raising his voice a little, “I was wondering if you could…” He trailed off nervously.
Draco turned back to him, blue-grey eyes widening slightly, although he maintained a mostly stoic expression. “I didn’t catch that,” he stated.
“I was wondering if…”
“If…?”
“I was just…”
“For Salazar’s sake, spit it out, Potter!” Draco snapped. “And preferably before we die of old age.”
“I…” Harry glanced at his feet, blushing furiously.
Bewildered, Draco attempted to smirk. “Any day now, Potter.”
“The thing is, I was wondering if…if you’d help me with it,” Harry finally said.
“With what?”
“My homework.”
There was a few moments’ silence, during which Draco stared at Harry in disbelief, and Harry stared at the floor. Then, Draco’s smirk turned into a genuine smile.
“Certainly,” he said.
Harry glanced up, surprised. “Really?”
“Of course,” Draco drawled. “Let’s get a table.” He started to lead the way.
Harry followed behind him, grinning from ear to ear.
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Date: 2013-09-06 01:34 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:01 am (UTC)Draco was extremely proud of himself. After weeks of toiling and experimenting with varying spells, he’d managed to finally, finally, create a quill that was able to uncover the user’s emotions. It glowed red to show anger, blue to show sadness, green to show excitement or happiness, and purple to show…err…attraction. He’d tried it himself, and it worked like a charm, but he needed to test it further, so he had taken to bringing it along with him to classes.
He was taking notes in History of Magic with it now, in fact, and it was faintly glowing green, as he was rather content with himself at the moment. If this quill worked, then the spell he’d used on it could be used on other things as well, and he would be made famous for his discoveries, and –
He was jolted out of his thoughts by the arrival of Harry Potter at his desk.
“Could I borrow a quill, Malfoy? I left mine at the dormitory,” he said.
Draco didn’t see any reason to object.
As soon as Harry took the quill between his fingers, it changed colour. “Wicked,” Harry grinned. “Is it supposed to do that?”
Draco didn’t respond, too busy staring at the quill in shock.
It was glowing purple.
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Date: 2013-09-20 05:47 pm (UTC)Great work!
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:12 am (UTC)Nearly Headless Nick floated through the halls of Hogwarts, frustrated. He’d just sent out another request to join the Headless Hunt, but he already knew what the answer would be. He floated morosely past the unused classrooms on the third floor, sighing to himself. He felt quite like Moaning Myrtle.
Speaking of which…
Nick heard some odd moaning sounds coming from the nearest classroom. He frowned to himself, puzzled – surely Myrtle wouldn’t leave her bathroom like that?
Curious, he floated through the wall to investigate, let out a surprised yelp, and rushed right out again.
Once he had recovered, he chuckled to himself. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, huh? He never would have guessed. This did mean, however, that he had lost bets to both Albus Dumbledore’s and Severus Snape’s portraits. He couldn’t wait to share this with the Bloody Baron – he’d be positively livid.
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Date: 2013-09-20 05:49 pm (UTC)Great work!
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:19 am (UTC)If there is a quick cheat sheet on what I should be doing, I will get right on it!! I have lots of fics I need to write. I can work on graphics too if we need that (can't say they are any good, but hey...I can try!
Let's kick some butt!!!
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:25 am (UTC)Draco muttered to himself in frustration, balancing several books in his arms. He wished he hadn’t agreed to help Professor Slughorn clear out the old Potions cupboard, but he desperately needed to get on the teacher’s good side.
He let out an embarrassing yelp as he rounded the corner and crashed into another body. The books tumbled to the floor, just as he should have, but instead of feeling himself hit the cold ground beneath, he instead felt someone grab his arm and pull him upright before he injured himself.
“Sorry about that, Malfoy,” a cheerful voice greeted.
Draco recognized that voice in an instant and hesitated a moment before glancing up at his rescuer, taking in messy black hair and emerald eyes framed by large, round glasses. “Potter,” he replied, quickly straightening himself out. “Still haven’t gotten over your dumb urge to save the everyone in the world, I see.”
Potter offered him a brief but sincere smile. “Yes, you’re welcome, Malfoy, it’s nice to see you too,” he laughed. Before Draco could reply, he had bent down and started to help pick up the fallen materials. Draco was too dumbfounded to do anything but stand there as Potter handed him half of the books. When Draco reached out for the other half, Potter shook his head. “No way, Malfoy. I’m helping you out. Where are we going?”
Draco couldn’t find it in himself to argue. “The storeroom,” he said instead.
Potter nodded, and the pair of them walked side by side to their destination.
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Date: 2013-09-20 05:52 pm (UTC)Awesome work!
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-06 03:38 am (UTC)(remember you can redo this up to 3 times)
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:47 am (UTC)Draco yawned, bored out of his skull as Dumbledore gave an unusually long-winded speech regarding safety and rules. He glanced up, hoping to catch his boyfriend’s eye at the Gryffindor table, but to his disappointment, Harry wasn’t there.
Suddenly, Draco felt a hand rest on his leg. He nearly jumped in surprise, and snuck a glance under the table. When he saw no one, he relaxed for a moment, only to stiffen again when the same hand undid his belt.
Draco tried to move away without being obvious, even as he felt someone mouthing the steadily growing hardness in his boxers. He glared at the spot under the table where he knew Harry was hiding under his Invisibility Cloak and opened his mouth to snap at it. He wasn’t able to as he lost all remaining coherent thought when a tongue rasped at the outline of his cock. Draco’s hand flew to cover his mouth as he felt a hand snake into his underwear and grasp his erection, attempting in vain to stifle a moan.
“You alright, Draco?” Pansy cooed from across the table. He nodded, gulping, as a hot mouth engulfed his cock and began to suck. He bit his lips so hard it bled, but he barely noticed under the sensations he was experiencing.
He couldn’t take it anymore, and came with a too-loud gasp of Harry’s name. Several heads turned his way, and his face burned red with embarrassment. He aimed a kick at the place where Harry had been, but he was gone. Instead, on Draco’s lap, was a note. It read:
“Not such a boring speech after all, huh?”
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Date: 2013-09-20 05:55 pm (UTC)Wonderful work!
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Date: 2013-09-06 04:05 am (UTC)There was a new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher coming in today. Professor Draco Malfoy, head of the Slytherin house and Potions professor, had no idea who, but whoever the mysterious new teacher was, he was remarkably late for the feast.
These thoughts had barely crossed his mind when the door to the Great Hall swung open. A hush passed over the students, and Draco’s jaw dropped when he saw who was striding in.
Harry Potter.
“Sorry I’m late!” the new professor announced. “I got a little held up…” He made his way up to the head table and seated himself in the only empty chair, which happened to be right next to Draco’s, and smiled right at him. He extended his hand. “It’s good to see you, Draco, how’ve you been?”
Draco was definitely surprised, but he didn’t let it show on his face. He took the offered hand and shook it. “I’m well, thank you. And you?”
“Wonderful, actually. It’s so good to be back at Hogwarts.”
Headmistress McGonagall cleared her throat. “May I present to you our new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher, Professor Potter.”
Harry stood up and waved pleasantly at the crowd. Draco watched him greeting his new students, a smile creeping onto his own face. He couldn’t help but feel that this was the start of a friendship. Or more.
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Date: 2013-09-20 05:58 pm (UTC)Great work!
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Date: 2013-09-20 06:00 pm (UTC)Great work!
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Date: 2013-09-06 05:37 am (UTC)http://kink-n-squick.livejournal.com/34951.html?thread=99719#t99719
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Date: 2013-09-06 09:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2013-09-06 11:35 am (UTC)“First years! First years this way, please!” Draco called over the mass of shorter heads in the crowd. Being a prefect was no simple task – it was difficult getting the new students to file into straight lines and follow him to their dormitory.
At long last, they were trudging towards the dungeons. Draco was finally starting to relax when he spotted a familiar figure emerging from a corner; someone who wasn’t supposed to be there at all...
“Potter!” he shouted, so suddenly that several first years flinched or stopped in their tracks and turned to look at him. He barely noticed, however, as his attention was focused on the unwanted Gryffindor walking ahead of him.
“Malfoy,” Potter replied, voice devoid of warmth.
“What are you doing here?” Draco snapped.
“It’s none of your business,” Potter responded coolly.
Draco didn’t think it would be a good example for him to start a fistfight with Potter in front of the new students, so he settled for a warning. “I’ll be informing Professor Snape about this, Potter,” he said as Potter walked by him nonchalantly.
“Fine,” Potter called, and then he rounded a corner and disappeared from sight.
Draco continued walking, beckoning to the first years to follow him again. As they neared their common room, a girl piped up, “So...is he your boyfriend?”
Draco spluttered. “What?”
“There’s a lot of sexual tension there,” she replied knowledgably – far too much for a girl of eleven years. “It’s obvious. You should really make a move. Anyway, thanks for taking us here!” she finished, and skipped off.
Draco stared after her, and remained standing where he was until all the first years had been ushered in. Then, he sighed and turned around, and broke into a run to chase after Potter.
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Date: 2013-09-06 11:39 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2013-09-06 12:08 pm (UTC)“Goddamn it, Potter!” Malfoy nearly shouted. Harry flinched. Really, it wasn’t his fault that he was rubbish at Potions, and it wasn’t his fault that Slughorn had decided that he and Malfoy would work well together for the rest of the year.
“Sorry,” he muttered shamefacedly, looking at the mess he’d made of their potion. It was supposed to be a dark blue, but after he’d added the wrong ingredient, it had turned a very, very bright pink.
Malfoy sighed. “It’s alright. Just don’t do anything like that without consulting me first. Understood?”
Harry didn’t like being bossed around by Malfoy, but he nodded anyway.
They worked in silence for a few moments, and Malfoy managed to salvage some of their turgid potion – enough to get them to pass. Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
“You know what I think this calls for, Potter?” Malfoy asked.
“What?” Harry sighed, readying himself for an insult.
“Private tutoring sessions.”
Harry’s jaw dropped.
Malfoy smirked. “You know you need it. And I can think of a lot of things you could learn...”
Harry swallowed nervously.
Malfoy grinned. “The abandoned charms classroom, ten o’clock. Don’t be late.”
Harry could only stare in disbelief, gaping like a fish, as Malfoy strode off.
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Date: 2013-09-20 06:06 pm (UTC)Awesome work!
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Date: 2013-09-06 01:07 pm (UTC)It was the first class of Harry’s “Eighth Year” at Hogwarts. Hermione and Ron were seated next to him, their fingers intertwined, and Harry wondered for the millionth time whether coming back here was a good idea. He’d had offers from the Ministry, but Hermione had given him a long lecture on proper education and he’d decided to return to his old school anyway. Still, despite all the effort she’d put into convincing him to come back, both of his best friends had become rather wrapped up in each other and barely paid any attention to him.
Their new DADA professor, whoever he or she was, was late. Harry rested his head on his folded arms.
“Didn’t expect to see you back here, Potter,” a voice said, jolting Harry out of his thoughts, and even bringing Hermione and Ron out of their haze.
Harry turned his head to see Malfoy smirking down at him. He was alone, no bodyguards flanking his sides. “I could say the same to you,” Harry shot back.
Malfoy laughed quietly, and the sound took Harry by surprise. “Point,” he conceded.
Harry arched an eyebrow suspiciously. “Why are you talking to me?”
“What are your plans tonight?”
“What does that have to do –”
“Answer the question.”
Harry sighed. “Nothing set in stone.”
“So, you’re free?”
“Yes, but why?”
“I don’t feeling like eating in the Great Hall tonight. Perhaps you’d like to join me in the kitchen?”
Harry stared at him, and his mouth moved of his own volition. “Okay.”
Hermione and Ron were staring at him in complete shock, but Harry found himself grinning from ear to ear as Malfoy went to his own seat. Maybe coming back to Hogwarts was a good idea after all.
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Date: 2013-09-20 06:09 pm (UTC)Awesome work!
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Date: 2013-09-06 01:29 pm (UTC)Harry grinned as a paper origami bird fluttered into his hands for the fifth time during Transfiguration.
“Mr. Potter!”
Harry nearly jumped a foot in the air as Professor McGonagall walked up to him fiercely. He hastily tried to stow the note away. “Yes, professor?”
“Clearly there is something amusing in the note you have hidden in your pocket,” she said mildly. “Would you care to share it with the class?”
Harry turned bright red. “I –”
“Now, Mr. Potter,” Professor McGonagall said in a tone that clearly demanded no argument. “From the beginning.”
Harry unfolded the paper in his hands and cringed as he began, “You look really sexy biting your quill like that.”
The class sniggered.
Harry went on, “You look hot running your hands through your hair, too.”
Someone in the back was chuckling, and murmurs ran through the class.
“Now you’re just trying to distract me,” Harry continued, face burning with embarrassment. “I can’t wait till I get you alone during lunch. I want to suck your –”
Every single student in the classroom was roaring with laughter.
“You may stop there, Mr. Potter,” Professor McGonagall interrupted, looking rather flustered, but still aloof and authoritative. “See me after class. And you too, Mr. Malfoy. I’m afraid both of you will be spending your lunch hours doing far less interesting...activities.”
Harry plunked back down onto his seat. He was going to kill Draco later.
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Date: 2013-09-20 06:11 pm (UTC)Wonderful work!
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Date: 2013-09-06 01:39 pm (UTC)Harry woke up slowly, yawning. The clock on his bedside told him that it was nearly time to get up. He gently shook the shoulder of the man huddled at his side.
“Draco, wake up,” he said.
Draco stirred, groaning and snuggling himself closer to Harry’s chest.
“Come on,” Harry grinned. “You know you’re not allowed to be in this dormitory to begin with.”
Draco sighed audibly and opened his eyes, an adorable sleep-mussed look about him.
“Morning,” Harry smiled.
“Morning,” Draco replied, already smirking. He leaned up to kiss Harry’s lips softly. Harry responded gently, allowing himself to melt against his boyfriend’s body.
Draco started to deepen the kiss, pressing himself as close as he could against Harry. Harry broke away with a quiet moan.
“Draco, we’re going to be late for class.”
“So what?” Draco smirked, and he captured Harry’s lips in his own again.
And Harry figured that he didn’t mind being late after all.
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Date: 2013-09-20 06:13 pm (UTC)Great work!
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