ficlet for dorrie6

unsettled, harry/draco. seventh year.

Ginny melts into the walls, lurks unseen at the edges of conversations, the moving portraits sparing her from everyone's peripheral vision. She knows the secrets, holds them all close now that Tom has gone away. She's lost him, missing him five years now, her quiet boy with skin of paper. She creeps through the passages late at night, singing softly, hunting, always hunting him.

Near the stairs to the astronomy tower, she hears people, pauses, drifts back into the wall and the shadows and the motion. She watches as they slip through the hall, straightening robes, Draco muttering something about his hair. Her hand flutters up, tap tap tapping at the base of her throat. Harry laughs, comments too low for her to hear, runs his fingers through Draco's hair, pulls him in and kisses him, strong and possessive and

oh

A new heat rushes through her. Her breath hitches and she's gone again, hunting, hunting her Tom.

She must tell Tom.

i cannot believe you asked me for hp slash. evil! i kinda overshot the drabble, hope that's kosher.

granola, billy/dom drabble for starfishchick

granola - billy/dom

It's about balance these days, accepting life in joy and sorrow, stillness and turmoil. The world spins around Billy in a dizzying rush, driving him to seek peace.

He's taken to savoring the early tranquility. He watches Dominic glowing pink and golden in the sun, working through his morning regime on the smooth planks of the deck. Dominic knows the value of routine. He rolls up the mat, props it by the sliding door, and snags a bowl of cereal before bestowing a kiss on Billy, quiet by the window.

Billy tastes almonds and honey, the bitter and the sweet.

drabble for thepsychicclam

scars - billy/orlando

Some nights Billy traces the scars on Orlando's back, watches him ripple slowly, relaxing into this touch, this life. On those nights, once Orlando is warm and open, Billy fucks him hard, shattering the boundaries, yet proving to Orlando that he will not break again.

Other nights Orlando cradles Billy, touches him slowly and reverently, draws Billy's love to the surface of his skin, draws him out of himself with careful hands and tongue. Orlando guards against the darkness of dreams with a tangle of slender limbs because he knows well that some scars can be more difficult to reach.