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Belonging


Is it a sense of belonging, belonging to someone, or some precious object?



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Date: 2011-09-17 07:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nabi-sarang.livejournal.com
It was a lot simpler than I'd imagined he'd pick out. When he chose to design our rings I was sure it was going to be huge diamonds and glittering emeralds. When he held out the small velvet box to me I was surprised and even a little shocked to see his choice. The ring was a simple band, not too thick but at the same time not too thin. The colour was a deep gold with a soft shine. No diamonds, no emeralds just a simple inscription.
Scorpius ♥ Albus
His matches mine exactly and seeing them both when we hold hands gives me such a strong sense of belonging it makes my heart swell.

Date: 2011-09-17 09:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakingcrups.livejournal.com
Awww! This is absolutely adorable. So sweet. ♥

Date: 2011-09-18 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com
This is so cute!!!

Date: 2011-09-18 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com
A sequel to my response to Love Letters. (http://hd-writers.livejournal.com/48891.html?thread=743675#t743675)

♥ ♥ ♥


Your letter reached me yesterday. I don't know how you found a toucan, but at least he found me, even as we hacked plants away to make a path through the forest.

We're camped here now, and I have time to write to you and send your feathered friend on his flight back to you.

I'm glad the Shercats sing you to sleep. We have the calls of monkeys over our heads to keep us awake. But even without Shercats, I still long for you.

My dreams fill with images of us tangled together. Is it wrong for me to share those dreams? Perhaps, but I want to anyway. I want to share with you the images I have of your pale body held close to mine, moving over me, taking me inside. The sounds of pleasure spilling from our throats and mingling in the air and holding us in their embrace, as tight as devil's snare.

After these dreams I wake in my tent, sticky and alone. I should be embarrassed that the orgasm has ripped through me as I lay untouched as if I'm still a teenage boy, but I know thoughts of you always bring out the most intense emotions in me.

Perhaps I should wish the dreams away; they make me ache to have you back in my bed and the longing feels like more than I can bear. But the dreams remind me of how I feel with you, how I belong in your arms and you in mine.

They remind me we'll be back together soon.

Edited for a quick fix - oops!
Edited Date: 2011-09-18 02:43 am (UTC)
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Date: 2011-09-19 05:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com
This actually made me tear up, with Draco's uncertainty. Molly is absolutely awesome! *loves her so much*

Date: 2011-10-09 11:16 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lokifan
Love it!! Go Molly :)

Date: 2011-09-18 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vanessawolfie.livejournal.com
Title 'Do you want to come?'
Summary Luna tickles Ginny, and makes her come. Somehow, that is where Ginny belongs.
A/N This is a sequel to 'Miss my did you?' (http://hd-writers.livejournal.com/51700.html?thread=790004#t790004)
Word count 191

Ginny had been right to slightly dread Luna’s return. Luna had taken out a feather, and spent the next couple of minutes tickling Ginny with it. By the time Luna let up, Ginny was heaving in the breathes, and actively struggling in her bonds.

Luna had spelled the ribbons so she couldn’t rip them.

After Luna had set the feather aside, she had crawled up the bed, kneeling between Ginny’s thighs. Suddenly, Ginny felt a finger inside her.

“You’re dripping wet Ginny, did you know? My little slut. Do you want to come?” Luna said, her voice still in that airy tone.

“Please, Luna, please,” Ginny panted, as Luna’s finger started rolling around, pushing in and out.

Bringing her off with her fingers and tongue, Luna allowed her slut a little reward.

As Ginny came down, she felt Luna loose the ribbons spreading her, and slowly moved her arms to her sides. Her muscles protested the new movement, but she had to move.

Luna crawled up the bed to lie beside her, drawing the covers over them.

At that moment, all Ginny could feel, was the feeling of belonging.

Right, that's me done.

Date: 2011-09-18 09:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wemyss.livejournal.com
The little platoon: here:

http://wemyss.livejournal.com/312378.html

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