Drabble Day Prompt 6
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Lyrics from Gay Pirates by Cosmo Jarvis, but don't let the song influence your writing (unless you want to!)
Rules are here, though an additional one - you don't need to stick to the drabble of the hour. Remember, there are no rules! If you want to fill prompt one minutes after I post prompt 24, then that's great!
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Date: 2011-09-17 07:05 am (UTC)The frantic kisses late at night were a secret, and the fact that they had rutted against each other on the Astronomy Tower until they came with gasping cries was something he intended to take to his grave. After all, the next night Draco was holding Albus Dumbledore at wand point. The next night he had let Death Eaters into the school and run away with the Dumbledore's murderer protecting his back.
Even as his heart was breaking Harry knew he couldn't stay with Ginny. He ended it and dragged Ron and Hermione into the wilderness and in the dark of night, when he touched himself he had to bite his lip to stop from calling out Draco's name.
It changed in the Room of Requirement. He hadn't thought to see Draco at all during the battle; hadn't decided to forgive him despite Draco saving them at the Manor. But his decision was made when he saw the flames fill the room and leave Draco stranded in their midst, an angel standing in the middle of hell.
He swooped down, praying for speed. Praying for strength.
"I've got you," he said, as Draco's arms wrapped around him.
Flames of hell licked at their backs but it felt like heaven when he heard a whisper in his ear. "Yours, Harry. Won't let go."
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Date: 2011-09-17 07:11 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-09-17 07:32 am (UTC)I'm Yours You Know (D/Al)
Date: 2011-09-17 09:30 am (UTC)Author:
Beta: Thank you
Rating: NC-17
WordCount: 1184
Pairing: Draco/Albus
Warnings: oral sex, age disparity (17/43?)
Disclaimer: I own nothing. JK Rowling owns everything. No money is being made by me.
Summary: Albus arranges for private tutoring from Draco for his potion's N.E.W.T. Practice makes perfect. Albus gets his dream come true. And they are both going to hell.
I'm Yours You Know
After this, I shall sleep, I swear
Date: 2011-09-17 11:56 am (UTC)Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1037
Summary: This cabin is their refuge, way out here on the open blue.
Warning(s): *Lightly implied torture/rape (not between H/D), homophobia*
Author's Notes: Very heavily based off Gay Pirates (“http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dysG12QCdTA”), so if you’ve heard it, you should know some of what to expect. An abundance of thanks and treasure to
We Deserve Much Better (http://talekayler.livejournal.com/29404.html)
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Date: 2011-09-17 03:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-17 03:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-17 03:11 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-09-17 10:47 pm (UTC)Form Haiku
This has no pairings or person in mind.
Waiting for you here,
I’m staring out the window.
Maybe you forgot.
The rain is mourning,
because all nature lost you,
it wasn’t only me.
But I’m yours you know,
and I’ll love you still in hell
Just have to get there,
-first.
fic: somewhere where the captain won't be mad, narrator/sebastian, M
Date: 2011-09-18 09:28 am (UTC)He's sweet and kind and gentle, a midshipman who's been at sea too long, and if there's been any luck at all in your impressment by His Majesty's bloody Navy, it's that you've somehow landed on his ship. You're not sure you can really call it luck, finding yourself in a ship of thieves and thugs and monsters sailing some foreign sea under the auspicious command of a captain far too fond of the lash, but Sebastian tells you quietly as he tends your back that really, it's not so bad on the Excelsior.
He's crewed worse, is all. The way he says that, soft and sad, makes you want to hold his face still and kiss him until the whole ship fades.
It takes him ages to tell you he's been Captain's Boy for years, that he's only been "promoted" because they've picked up someone younger last time they made English berth. You don't know much about how His Majesty's Service is meant to work but you're sure he shouldn't look so ashamed of it, that he shouldn't speak of gang rape so easily, that he shouldn't expect it because he's pretty.
You're very, very sure he shouldn't be more worried about you.
The rest is here (http://curiouslyfic.livejournal.com/29705.html). There are warnings on this fic, and also surprise!crossover listed blatantly in the header. I'll shuffle off in shame now. /o\
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Date: 2011-09-19 02:38 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-10-09 11:17 pm (UTC)Yeah, it kinda is... implying suicide to come. Maybe should have warned for that huh ? Well, it's short and anyways thanks for commenting.