Harry? They're writing about us again.

Came back to LJ...

wulfkub — Sat, 13 Aug 2016 06:44:03 GMT

Briefly, or not, not sure yet. I've spent the last couple of days re-reading here and damn do I miss writing.

Maybe enough time has passed and we have enough book separation now to start up again?

Nostalgia

bluejeanphoenix — Wed, 20 Jul 2016 00:16:58 GMT

Every now and again i come back and read through the old posts...I really enjoy having the fic archived here. :)

Thanks!

hpbutterfly — Sun, 14 Feb 2016 02:24:00 GMT

I've been thinking about this community a lot lately. Thanks for keeping it up here even though there's no more writing.

Inactive?

slytherindream — Sun, 08 Jul 2012 04:22:58 GMT

I really enjoyed these challenges when I did them a few years ago. Any chance this community will reactivate? Or is another group used now?

Making a Stand

fancypantsdylan — Fri, 16 Apr 2010 15:44:11 GMT

Title: Making a Stand
Author: fancypantsdylan
Word Count: 100
Other Characters: none
Rating: PG-13
Beta: none, all mistakes are mine
Challenge: hd100 challenge: Weapon
Disclaimer: All characters owned by JK Rowling, I just play with them. No profit made on use of characters.

Harry was no longer going to be a weapon. Dumbledore had gone too far this time. Harry couldn’t… no wouldn’t do what Dumbledore wanted.

Leaving the Headmasters office, Harry strode down to the Dungeons, hissed at the portrait guarding the Slytherin common room and easily located Draco. Striding over to his lover Harry told him, “We’re leaving, this weapon is going to do it his way from now on.”

Taking Draco’s hand they left the castle and Apparated away. From now on it was Harry and Draco, everyone else could take it or leave it, Harry wasn’t sacrificing anyone else.

Ginny loves it.

pollicem — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 04:57:58 GMT

Title: Ginny loves it.
House: 10 points to Slytherin!
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Ginny/Tom
Rating: PG-15? R?
Author's Notes: Chan, if Ginny's actually 11 in this fic. Pretend she's 17?

Ginny loves writing. Since she was little, and her mom found her crawling around the floor of the kitchen, spelling her name with flour. And that time when the twins gave her a pot of invisible ink for her birthday and she wrote PERCY’S A PRICK all over his room.

And she loves it especially when she talks with Tom. And even more when he pulls her into the diary and then pushes inside.

But she loves writing most of all when her hands are sopping hot with blackness and Tom’s hissing things and she paints the stone wall beautiful.

Quill and Ink

glinda_penguin — Sat, 05 Dec 2009 11:25:18 GMT

Title: Quill and Ink
House: Gryffindor
Word Count: 100.
Characters/Pairings: Hermione Granger

One of Hermione’s greatest pleasures when she first discovered she was a witch was writing. With long weeks stretching ahead of her until she would head off to Hogwarts, her parents had gently parted her from her new wand before she ended up setting her bed covers on fire. Still she had her schoolbooks, some parchment and needed to learn to write with a quill.

She filled the rolls easily with notes from her reading, her handwriting improving as she went. The smooth flow of the ink, the scratch of the quill against parchment; opening a doorway into another world.

New Prompt: Write

florahart — Sun, 15 Nov 2009 06:12:56 GMT

It's a Gryffindor-Ravenclaw tie at 10 each.

As so many people seem to be participating in NaNo or some other November writing challenge, let's bring our characters in, too.

New Prompt: Write

zia_montrose — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 15:42:32 GMT

Title: Sluggy's Christmas Party
Challenge: whether
Characters: James Potter, Lily Evans
Words: 100
House: Gryffindor
Author's Note: Inspired by the Japanese Maple out my window. And James's attire is inspired by seviet's drawing: The Potter's Wedding.

***

She descended the stairs wearing green dress robes and hair that would make an autumn maple leaf jealous. Only, the occasion was Slughorn’s Christmas party. Lily had invited James.

He swallowed as she stepped towards him.

With a raise of brows and a smile she asked, “James?”

“Lily—you look—gorgeous.”

“You look dashing yourself, Potter.” She reached up to straighten his cravat, her cool fingertips tickling his neck as he raised his chin to allow it.

“Thanks, but I’m still wondering whether Slughorn will admit me. You know how badly he wanted to set you up with a Slytherin.”

"Venom" (Harry/Draco, PG, 100)

kitchensink13 — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 00:34:59 GMT

Title: Venom
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Draco, Ron
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
House: Ravenclaw
Warnings: None
Challenge: Whether at hp100 , and continuation of a drabble for Autumn at hd100 .
Author's Notes: Slightly altered bit of a fanfic I'm writing.

Ron swats Harry’s hands away from the soaked bandages around his middle, beginning to re-wrap them.

“It doesn’t matter whether you wrap them up again or not.” Harry tells him, leaning gratefully into Draco’s side, letting hands attempt to smooth his hair.

“Yes, it fucking does!” Draco snarls.

“No.” Harry corrects him, sympathetic. “It’s not going to heal any time soon. I saw the spell that hit me: it re-created old wounds.”

Draco shakes his head, “We can’t heal your stomach again?”

“We can.” Ron blanches, as Harry grimaces. “We can’t heal his arm.”

“What?”

“The Basilisk venom.”

New Prompt: Whether

florahart — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 05:29:14 GMT

New Prompt: Whether. A drabble about indecision or alternatives.

Remember, 100 words exactly, pick your house, and have fun.

New Prompt: Foreign Food

florahart — Sun, 04 Oct 2009 05:37:16 GMT

New Prompt: Foreign Food. Any food, anywhere--Fleur deciding English food is good, or Harry eating Tex-Mex, or whatever. Food that is not what the person grew up eating.

New Prompt: Split

florahart — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 04:59:40 GMT

This time, Ravenclaw beats Slytherin 40-10.

New Prompt: Split. This might be a couple breaking up, a wand splitting like Ron's in CoS, or some other meaning you think of.

Remember: pick your house, 100 words exactly, don't format your font unnecessarily, and have fun.

"Interlude" (Harry/Draco, PG, 100)

kitchensink13 — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 03:54:13 GMT

Title: Interlude
House: Ravenclaw
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for hd100's prompt: Holiday + hp100 's Park.
Author's Notes: H/D

On an impromptu pseudo-beach fashioned out of conjured sand and desperate imagination Harry appreciates the concave of Draco’s clavicle, the jutting bones of his wrists. The short half-moons of Draco’s fingernails rake down his chest and Harry shudders, or laughs, or cries. His fingers play simple concertos on Harry’s stomach. Harry pulls his chest flush against Draco, or the other way around, and Draco talks about his father, the war, and what he’d like Harry to do with his teeth right now. Harry tells him not to worry, and Draco says I’m not worried, fool, or something similar.

Vanilla Ice-Cream

girlofavalon — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 20:26:23 GMT

Title: Vanilla Ice-Cream
House: Slytherin
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Harry/Draco
Author Notes: This is my first time posting here, I am very happy to be able to aswer to a prompt. No warnings that I am aware of, just fluffy. This fic is written for the hp100's prompt Park, hd100's prompt Holiday and slythindor100 #114 where I chose this pic. Cross-posted.

Harry and Draco walked hand in hand through the park, watching the children playing happily, the families chatting. Draco entwined his fingers with Harry’s as they approached the ice-cream car. Harry looked up at him and smiled.

“Chocolate or vanilla?”, Draco whispered in Harry’s ear but didn’t wait for the answer.

He let go of Harry’s hand and pulled out his wallet to buy two vanilla ice-creams. He returned to Harry, handing him one of the cones and wrapping his free arm around his boyfriend’s waist. Harry did the same, taking a lick from the blond’s ice-cream and kissing him.

Saturday in the Park

kitchensink13 — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 17:56:31 GMT

Title: Saturday in the Park
House: Ravenclaw
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Harry/Draco, anonymous muggles.
Author's Notes: For the theme park. I wrote this while listening to Saturday in the Park [Chicago].
__________

He never expected to be dancing in Times Square. The saxophone blares, the snare drum is happy. Harry’s hands, which have been curled into fists for the last three years, are flat against his back. They sway, gyrate. The soloist gestures, his mouth cracked, stretched wide, smiling. Draco muffles an incredulous chuckle in Harry’s shoulder. Harry grins in return, raises his eyebrows. Shakes his head. His hair kisses Draco as it whips past his nose. Muggles are jumping and twirling. A young boy drums on his knees. The beat is fast, sensual. Harry’s eyes are shining. They are having fun.

New Prompt: Park

florahart — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 06:28:39 GMT

This time Ravenclaw beat Hufflepuff, 30-20, with Gryffindor and Slytherin tied at 10 apiece.

New Prompt: Park. The place or the activity, or if you have other ideas, go right for it.

Remember: 100 words exactly, pick your house, and have fun.

Breaking News

bluejeanphoenix — Thu, 27 Aug 2009 07:29:10 GMT

Title: Breaking News
House: Hufflepuff
Word count: 100
Challenge: Sprains, Strains and Abrasions
Rating: PG
Characters: Harry / Ginny, random medi-witch, and?...

“Honestly, Harry, it’s a sprain!” Ginny sighed, as the medi-witch bound up her leg, “They’re just being –

“Careful!” Harry roared, “What you ought to be!”

The nurse jumped and dropped the tape, and Ginny blinked widely, her Harpies uniform still dripping.

“Harry…” she warned.

“I can’t stand – I know, you’ll do as you please, but – damnit, it’s my baby too!”

“I KNEW IT!”

The medi-witch squealed with delight and raced out of the tent towards the flashing cameras.

With horror, Harry turned slowly back to his wife, arms crossed, glowering like Fiendfyre.

“M’sorry.”

“My Mother. Doesn’t. Even. Know.”

“M’sorry.”

“Yet.”

Healing Powers

hiddenshallows — Tue, 25 Aug 2009 12:23:00 GMT

Title: Healing Powers
House: Slytherin
Word count: 100
Challenge: Sprains, Strains, and Abrasions
Rating: G
Characters: Olivander, Luna Lovegood

"You know, it's a real shame we don't have a Fwooper down here."
Olivander concentrated on being still. Talking hurt. Breathing hurt. In the darkness behind his eyelids the pain arced from rib to tooth to skull and back again.
"I'm sorry?" he finally whispered.
"Tailfeathers. They're very good for this sort of thing. And they don't mind, you know. It doesn't hurt them a bit if you take one just right."

Olivander’s mouth was scabbed and swollen - he’d spasmed and bitten through a ripe, blistering bruise on his lip this morning. But inside, he managed a little smile.

Ache, Stiff

bluejeanphoenix — Mon, 24 Aug 2009 05:06:47 GMT

Title: Ache
House: Hufflepuff
Rating: PG
Challenge: Sprains, Strains, and Abrasions
Characters: R/H
Word Count: 100
Author Notes: Missing scene from Deathly Hallows.

Hermione moaned fitfully in the guest room at Shell Cottage. The nick from Bellatrix’s knife was already healed, but a smear of red still clung to her neck - Ron didn’t notice the scrapes on his aching hands until he tried to wipe it away with his sleeve – from banging on the door, most like.

Her eyes snapped open, frantic, seeking.

“Shh, you’re safe,” Ron crooned, gently holding her still, “I’m here.”

“Ohh,” Hermione whispered, “Oh Ron...it hurt!”

She'd never sounded so...small.

He gathered her up as she curled into his chest, and stroked her hair until they stopped shaking.

Title: Stiff
House: Hufflepuff
Rating: PG
Challenge: Sprains, Strains, and Abrasions
Characters: Harry (and dead!Dobby)
Word Count: 100
Author Notes: Another missing scene from Deathly Hallows, just after the first, akshully.

Harry looked down at the humble pile of dirt, and the epitaph scrawled feebly into the simple marker. The wand he carried felt strange in his hand – unfamiliar, and awkward against the stiffness and heat of his blistered palms.

The spade lay to his left – a crass reminder of the physical fact of Dobby’s death. For a moment, Harry sensed the bizarre cruelty of dying, the waste of having to leave the corporal body behind, discarded, an empty shell.

Shell…Harry turned his gaze to the cottage, and forced his reverie to an end.

There was more work to be done.

Leaving/Leave it Alone

wulfkub — Mon, 24 Aug 2009 03:30:04 GMT

Title: Leaving
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Andromeda and her mother
Challenge: Sprains, Strains, and Abrasions
Word Count: 100
Notes: Wow – it’s been forever and a day since I last posted here…but on the plus side, I have a Masters now ;-)

The words pounded against her brain, thoughts cresting in waves, wanting to splash out and damn the consequences. Straining to keep her mouth shut, she turned, ignored the screamed insults and veiled threats, and walked out the door.

As she reached the gate, she looked back, sorrow in her eyes.

“Blood traitor!” A woman screamed from the front stoop, “Don’t you dare come crawling back here again!”

Her gaze hardened and Andromeda spat back, “Don’t worry about that, mother. You can take your blood purity and stuff it.” Squaring her shoulder, she turned and walked out of that life forever.

Title: Leave it Alone
House: Gryffindor
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Pansy/Theodore
Challenge: Sprains, Strains, and Abrasions
Word Count: 100
Notes: Implied adult content. Oh, yeah, and prolly considered AU.

“You’re in early.”

Taking off her coat, she sighed, “Checking up on me, now?”

“No.” She started walking up the stairs, “Hey, do you…do you know that you are bleeding?”

She craned her head around to see the spreading bloodstain on the back of her shirt, “Damn.”

“Pansy…”

She glared at him, daring him to say that Draco had hit her again, “It’s just a minor abrasion, Theodore. Your concern is touching,” she sneered, “but I am fine.”

Theodore glared at her, “Whatever lie you need to tell yourself to sleep at night, love.”

“I hate you.”

“I know.”

Long Day

remember_it_all — Sat, 15 Aug 2009 06:40:59 GMT

Title: Long Day
By: remember_it_all
Pairing: Hermione/Luna (if you squint, maybe?)
Word count: 100
House: Ravenclaw
Rated: G PG, to be on the safe side
Challenge: Sprains, Strains, Abrasions

Hermione opened the door, letting her bag drop without a second glance at it. She pushed the door shut and walked to the couch, groaning as she sat next to Luna.

“You’re tired, and sore,” Luna’s smile switched to a frown for just an instant while she spoke.

“Mmmhmm,” Hermione mumbled, leaning against Luna while sighing contently.

“I’ll rub your shoulders before I get you something to eat.” It wasn’t a question with Luna, and Hermione was glad for that.

“That would be lovely. I’m sore all over.”

“Then I’ll rub everywhere that’s sore.”

Hermione was glad to be home.

Knife

incandescent — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 17:08:04 GMT

Title: Knife

Author: lmeden

House: Ravenclaw

Rating: PG

Word Count: 100

Challenge: Sprains, Strains, Abrasions

Characters/Pairings: Hermione Granger

Author's Notes: It’s weird. Beware.

__________

The plant was short, with grayish leaves. Hermione found it very odd that this innocuous thing could be the key to making Amortentia.

This plain and horrible plant had been growing alone on her back terrace for several years. Alone, like her. And finally, finally, she could use it. Hermione reached up, hands shaking with suppressed excitement as she severed a few leaves.

And she hissed as the knife sliced her thumb. Bright blood welled, and in Hermione’s fervor she could nearly taste it. Would that blood be as cloying as love?

Her finger grew irresistibly closer to her lips.

New Prompt: Sprains, Strains, and Abrasions

florahart — Sun, 09 Aug 2009 05:16:18 GMT

As previously noted, I've been moving house. The theme of prompts continues. Heh.

This "week", Ravenclaw beat Hufflepuff 20-10.

New Prompt: Sprains, Strains, and Abrasions. Getting them, seeing them, kissing them better, whatever.

100 words exactly, pick your house, and have fun. :)

Offering

l3petitemort — Sun, 02 Aug 2009 01:05:26 GMT

Title: Offering
Author: l3petitemort
House: Ravenclaw
Word Count: 100
Rating: mm... PG? It's not explicit, but might be disturbing.
Challenge: Box
Characters/Pairings: Bellatrix Lestrange/Draco Malfoy
Author's Notes: A little warning for incestuousness, suggestions of violence, megalomaniacal!Bella... you can pretend it's not Draco, because it isn't made terribly clear.

She is God.

She sends forth lightning. It crashes in bolts of pale, ferocious light. His skin crackles and spits sparks. Under her hands, his body becomes angular; jagged and obliqued like a startled sky. From his mouth, a litany of electric hiss and burn.

He is white and hot and lethal and magnificent. He will strike where she points him. He will turn things to ashes -- castles, lives, bodies -- then bring them home to her in little boxes that buzz and hum.

Bella, Bella, Bella, he says, the sound after the light. Bella, Bella, Bella he prays.