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James is determined to stay away from short, freckled redheads. Lily, having had enough drama for a lifetime, is equally resolved to avoid dark-haired troublemakers. But he rarely does what he ought, and she is too stubborn for her own good. It should be an interesting year.

Talk Me Down

for @hpshipweeks

Just a Quick Kiss

My contribution to @hpshipweeks. This is the long-awaited part 2 to my fake dating AU found here. I don’t think you need to read it to understand what’s going on (but you should read it anyway =P).

Lily decided the hardest part of fake-dating James Potter was dealing with how clingy he was.

“You do realize we don’t have to spend every second of the day together, right?” Lily huffed as she left bathroom only to find James diligently waiting for her. It was a blessing he hadn’t followed her in.

“Yeah, but you’re my girlfriend now,” he said loudly, causing quite a commotion among the third years nearby. He had gotten into the habit of announcing to everyone, everywhere, all the time that he was dating Lily. That, combined with the fact that he wouldn’t leave her alone, was almost enough to come clean and take a failing grade. Almost.

“If we were—,” she paused, pulling James close to her so no one could overhear. “If we were really dating, I would have dumped you already,” she hissed.

“Lily, darling,” James whispered, attempting to slide her backpack off her shoulder. She glared at him so he settled for wrapping an arm around her instead. “I’m pretty sure that’s why we’re not actually dating.”

She absolutely did not react to his breath on her ear. And even if she did, it was because it tickled.

“I’m just saying.” She adjusted her position so she was comfortably leaning against James. He smelled like leather and spice and James. “No one will doubt our love even if we don’t spend all our free time together.”

“You’re forgetting one key thing, though. I’m James Potter. I spend all my time with the people I care about,” he said, staring straight at her. Lily’s heart flipped at his earnestness which was… not good. She knew he was only saying that because there were people around; he didn’t mean he actually cared about her.

As though they timed it—and, really, Lily wouldn’t put it past them to have done so—Sirius came bounding out from nowhere and bellowed, “Prongs! There are you! Been looking all over for you.”

“You saw him 10 minutes ago,” Lily said flatly.

“Far too long, Evans,” Sirius replied. “I thought he died.”

“Nah, I was just waiting for Lily,” James replied, squeezing her shoulder when he said her name. “I think she was trying to give me the slip but it didn’t work.”

“Clearly,” Lily muttered.

“That’s not very nice,” Sirius said. “You should kiss and make up.”

“Shut up, Padfoot,” James mumbled as his face turned a light shade of pink. Sirius, Remus, and Peter all knew about their charade because apparently James was incapable of keeping anything from them. Instead of it being helpful, though, they spent a lot of time trying to get James and Lily to kiss. Lily honestly wouldn’t even mind giving him a small peck or two in public but for whatever reason, James would always get awkward and annoyed and vehemently turn down the idea.

“Prongs!” Remus was walking toward them excitedly. “Where have you been?”

Lily waited patiently as they had pretty much the same conversation with Remus. She would have thought the marauders would be more creative.

By the time Peter came bursting out, crying at James’ feet at the thought of his dead friend, Lily was very much done with the four boys.

“You need to get lives,” Lily said.

“Admit it, Evans,” James said with a wink. “You love me.”

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Harry/Ginny Fic and Art Recs

These are old but I love them and seeing that it’s Harry/Ginny week for @ @hpshipweeks reminded me that I haven’t rec’d them here.

Fic

Things You Shouldn’t Do at Christmas by AKissInACrisis (NC-17)  Crossing to her door and turning the knob, she thinks that she really can’t be bothered with this, right now, three months after the break-up; it’s a shame that the blood thrumming in her veins begs to differ. She pushes at the door. ‘You were – absolutely pathetic about Neville, so don’t even try and deny it – and anyway, this is months-old news, so – so get over it –’

such a beautiful blank (but smooth it) by Pocketfullof (NC-17)  She’s walking through the woods when she spots it. The October air is crisp, and a canopy of overhanging branches studded with burnished gold and ruby red leaves shades the mossy ground beneath her. 

Pomegrante Seeds by BeccaFran (PG-13)  Hades stole Persephone away to his kingdom to be his Queen. She became the terrible and merciless ruler of the dead, with an army of spirits and shades at her command.

Tom was a spirit himself, thin and incorporeal except for his power over Ginny. She was the ruler of absolutely nothing inside the Chamber, while she lay there on the cold stone floor and her life slipped away through her fingers.

From Headline to Deadline by Magnolia_Mama (PG-13)  Harry Apparated just outside his garden gate to find the house dark, save the lamplight emanating from the kitchen window. If he stood on his toes and craned his neck, he could see Ginny from behind, seated at the table, her head bowed over a piece of parchment, her quill moving rapidly. It was not an unfamiliar sight, for Ginny had a talent for throwing herself into her work whenever a particular story caught hold of her attention, losing track of time to the point that she’d even forget to eat.

England Expects by Lyras (NC-17)  Several months after Voldemort’s defeat, Ginny was ready to commit murder. She couldn’t settle upon a victim because there were any number of candidates, including her parents, her brothers, various reporters and Harry. But she was fairly certain that if people didn’t back off soon, someone was going to die.

Compromise: A Love Story by Femmenerd ®  On the fifth of June in the year 1998, Ginevra Weasley receives two proposals: one from Harry Potter involving an emerald and diamond engagement ring; the other from the Holyhead Harpies involving a five year contract to play professional Quidditch. She accepts the latter without a second thought and turns down the former, a trend that will continue for another four years.

Tread Softy (and its sequel) The Covenant by AKissInACrisis (NC-17)  Harry fucks it all up on a Thursday night in June.

They eat fish in the evening in The Burrow’s kitchen: Hermione cooked it, but contrary to Ron’s predictions, the meal is more than passable. 

Art

daddy who lived by comfortablylaura (PG)

Temporary by singtherevolution (G)

Swept Off Her Feet by Glockgal (G)

Harry stood outside the Quidditch Stadium after the Holyhead Harpies match, a single rose in his hand, waiting for his fiance to emerge from the locker rooms. About a month prior, Harry had proposed to Ginny but with their busy schedules, it was difficult to plan a time to get together and plan a wedding. In fact, that day, Harry was supposed to be in the office, but what Ginny didn’t know was that Harry had taken the day off to watch her play. Her brothers had all congratulated her for playing before she went into the locker room, and they left quickly to let Harry surprise her. He only waited ten minutes when he spotted Ginny’s bright red hair in its long braid among the team. When she spotted him, Ginny dropped her Quidditch bag and ran to him; Harry opened his arms and Ginny jumped excitedly into them.

“I didn’t know you were coming!” Ginny exclaimed, her voice a bit muffled because her face was in Harry’s shoulder.

Harry squeezed her tightly and replied, “I couldn’t miss my fiance’s Quidditch Match now could I? Besides, we have a wedding to plan and the office let me take the day off to spend time with you. I feel as though ever since I proposed, we both became busy.”

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Talk Me Down

James is determined to stay away from short, freckled redheads. Lily, having had enough drama for a lifetime, is equally resolved to avoid dark-haired troublemakers. But he rarely does what he ought, and she is too stubborn for her own good. It should be an interesting year.

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Prologue or Fix My Pride


Mudblood.

That tiny, two-syllable word resounded in Lily’s head over and over again. At first, she simply could not believe what had just happened. Surely, it must have been some kind of mistake. Maybe she had imagined it or hadn’t heard him correctly. After all, Severus was her best friend. Or, at any rate, he was supposed to be. But quite soon, the truth settled in; he had said it. And it hurt. Merlin, it hurt. More than Lily cared to admit.

“I don’t need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!” He shouted, a look of absolute terror flashing through his eyes.

“Fine. I won’t bother in the future. And I’d wash your pants if I were you, Snivellus.” Lily responded coolly, somewhat amazed by how steady her voice sounded. She did not believe it was possible to sound so composed at a moment like that but, then again, Lily often surprised herself.

“Apologise to Evans!” James Potter demanded, tearing Lily’s eyes away from the boy with the greasy hair.

“I don’t want you to make him apologise!” She shouted, “You’re just as bad as he is!”

“What? I’d NEVER call you a — you-know-what!”

Mudblood.

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