drabble: aspersion. peter/harry. spider-man

[aspersion] - peter/harry.
yeah, spider-man. don't ask, 'cause i have no fucking clue. another one from m-w.

Harry focuses on details: Peter's mouth, his lips slightly parted, the scar he never explained even back when they told each other everything, his long fingers grasping.

Even when they fuck, even after, Harry does not look at his eyes.

It doesn't matter. Peter's looking away from himself too. Peter rides a roller coaster of public opinion, deification in the headlines one day, new aspersions in print the next, building him up only to tear him down. Harry's touch veers from blessing to stain, from love to hate, from Peter Parker to Spider-man and back again.

Reborn, the Goblin shudders.

three drabbles. i know you're thrilled.

oh, why am i never paying attention when it's queerditch_pub time? i blame time zones. no matter. am going to cheat and do all of round one instead of one from each. *rebel* each of these is a drabble, and was written in under 20 minutes, per the q_p rules.

( Remus/Sirius - Aftermath of Azkaban )

( Luna/Ginny - Butterfly )

( Harry/Ron/Hermione - Repainting the Walls )

drabble: waking up. neville.

sorry, sorry, one more. i'll go away now.

[waking up] - neville
queerditch_pub "when i woke up you were gone."

Neville had always been there, from the first trip on the Hogwarts Express to Harry's hurried alias on the Knight Bus. He was a fixture in the boys dormitory, part neither of SeamusandDean nor HarryandRon. He had even been there before it all began, hidden in the shadow of Harry (and assumption) in that long-ago prophecy. He had been there always, but no one had noticed. No one save Luna, because Luna noticed things that other people didn't. She drew him away, won him over, gave him the confidence to be whole.

When Harry finally woke up, Neville was gone.