Various ratings, pairings, etc, for various challenges.
Prompt: 070. Harm
Character(s): Harry
Genre: Gen, 100 Words
“Witch. Wizard. Muggle. Squib. Pureblood. Half-Blood. Mudblood. Freak.” So many words, so many ways to discriminate, to label people as different. As a child, Harry had learned, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Except, words did hurt, and never went away. Broken bones might mend, and bruises may fade, but words had a way of getting deep inside and twisiting all around, long after you thought they were gone, and that was even when they weren’t backed up by magic. When sticks could break spirits, as well as bones, words could really hurt.
Prompt: 082. Worse
Character(s): Harry, Snape
Genre: Gen, 100 Words
“Kill me, now” Harry muttered under his breath as looked over the stack of parchments remaining to be graded.
“As much as I’d like to oblige, Mr. Potter, I doubt that even evidence of your entreaty would endear me to the Headmistress, when your absence became apparent, and your grades failed to arrive at the appointed time.”
Harry bristled as Snape answered. He had become overly preoccupied with his irritation, and hadn’t been vigilant of his surroundings. “I could almost forgive you for being such a bastard, Snape. Sometimes, I think teaching feels like a worse fate than death.
“…Almost.”
100quills : 024. Curtain, HP, Harry/Draco, Ron, NC-17, Voyuerism
Guilt was written all over his face, in a cherry red stain that spread from his hairline, over the tips of his ears, and down his neck past the gaping collar of his robe. Despite the humiliation of the situation, his erection hadn’t flagged in his hand. If anything, he got harder, as he stared at Harry, his best friend, still holding a wand on him from his position on the bed with Draco’s dick up his ass. Ron came with a gasp. The tapestry that he had been hiding behind wasn’t the only thing that had been torn away.
Harry Potter fandom, Severus/Draco, Prompt – ‘New Sensations’
varietypack100: 080. Why?
Draco looked across the room, to where Severus seemed engrossed in the book in his lap. His only distractions were the crackle of the low fire, the occasional crinkle of old paper as Severus turned the pages, and the slow, steady sounds of their breaths. His overwhelming urge to fidget and demand Severus’ attention suddenly fled as he realized that his only option was to submit. He would wait until Severus was ready to release him. Draco felt a sudden sense of peace, and relaxed further into his bonds. He finally understood that his only responsibility was his master’s pleasure.
Prompt: 019. Price
Character(s): Harry/(unknown male)
Genre: Gen, 200 Words
“Him.” The young wizard stated decisively as he pointed to his choice.
“Mr. Potter, Sir…” The proprieter smiled obsequiously. His posture hunched forward in a way that conjured thoughts of Wormtail to Harry’s mind. “There are several other subjects that I’m sure would be much more *suitable* to your needs.”
Harry glared at him and assumed his haughtiest pose. “Are you saying that you are unable to fill my request? Or that your merchandise is not up to the standard that you claim?” His tone made it clear that the man had best reconsider his reticence, or lose Harry’s business, even though Harry had no wish to go elsewhere, now that he had found what he sought.
The businessman immediately acquiesced, already counting his galleons in his mind, and undoubtedly planning on bragging of his sale to Harry Potter. He quickly unlocked the barred door with a few movements of his wand and a muttered password. Abruptly pushing the thin man’s head forward to bare his neck, he performed another spell on the collar to reflect the change in ownership.
Scrolled across the solid metal band, for all the world to see, were the words, “Property of Harry J. Potter.”
Follows “Price”
Prompt: 023. Signal
Character(s): Harry/(unknown male)
Genre: Gen, 100 Words
“Work with me, here,” he silently cajoled the slave in front of him. Harry’s eyes warned the man not to speak, as he ordered him to follow to the apparition point. He prayed that they could pull this off. Too much was at risk if this went wrong now.
He obeyed, the briefly clenched jaw the only overt sign of his rage. Harry almost snorted at that sign of defiance. This was the easy part. Getting as far away from this shop as possible was in both their best interests. It was what came next that might make them break.
Fandom: Harry Potter HP/DM, (HP/RW friendship)
100quills : 051. Understand
“Him?”
“No.”
“Him?”
Harry shook his head and fought the urge to roll his eyes. “No.”
Ron threw up his hands in exasperation. “Bloody hell, are you sure you’re queer, mate?”
“Yes, Ron, I’m quite sure.”
“But, how do ….”
“Do you really want me to answer that?”
Ron looked into his beer, his sheepish smile resembling a wince. “Not really.”
“Right. So, what’s with all of the questions all of a sudden?”
“I get you like blokes. I don’t have a problem with that; but does it have to be Malfoy?”
Ron looked so disappointed that Harry just laughed.