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Title: Leather Bound Histories
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 9k
Warnings/Enticements: established relationship, Quidditch, uniforms, oral sex, face fucking, facials, dirty talk
A/N: My dear, dear [livejournal.com profile] birdsofshore, I have been looking forward to your birthday for ages for the excuse to jump back in to this universe, which was such a delight to create. I hope it brings some extra happiness to an already fabulous day, and that the year ahead is full of wonderful things. Happy birthday!!

Huge thanks to [livejournal.com profile] disapparater for multiple rounds of thoughtful and quick above-and-beyond type beta-ing, and to [livejournal.com profile] eidheann_writes and [livejournal.com profile] firethesound for brainstorming, tea, all commentary on tender loving face-fucking, and serious patience every time I needed just another half hour for blow jobs. And [livejournal.com profile] birdsofshore again, for being born, being wonderful, and serving as perpetual inspiration to make things just a little bit dirtier.

Summary: “Like the time you Vanished your favourite cock ring?”
“More like the time I Vanished my old Quidditch leathers.”
“The first time or the second?”
“The first.”


A timestamp to The Vanishing Department, occurring halfway between Chapter 8 (drinks, Dickens and bedrooms) and the Epilogue.

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Leather Bound Histories )
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Title: The Vanishing Department
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 47.5k
Warnings/Enticements: kissing, light bondage, blowjobs, facials, dirty talk, intergluteal sex, wanking, first time, maybe dub con, in that Harry is reluctant at first and tied up throughout but Draco insists on enthusiastic, affirmative verbal consent and works quite assiduously to get it out of him.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: The things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, even if that involves a lot more form-filling, bickering, covert glancing, miscommunication, and flying furniture than we might expect.


This was my fic for [livejournal.com profile] hd_erised, and it was the most invigorating, fun writing experience I've had in a long time. That plus the quality of every other erised fic made this fest such a delight! I've been thrilled beyond measure that other people seem to have enjoyed reading it half as much as I enjoyed writing it. My unending thanks to everyone who commented, messaged, recced and discussed. You've all really made my holiday season, and on into January, and I can't thank you enough.

Particular thanks go to [livejournal.com profile] disapparater for being a patient, patient beta who handled every panicked 2am inquiry with thoughtfulness and aplomb. Also to [livejournal.com profile] firethesound and [livejournal.com profile] sophie_french for excitement, encouragement, and suggestions at all the right moments, and for thinking this madness was a good iea worth doing, and to everyone in the [livejournal.com profile] hd_writers comm, especially the chatzy room, for encouragement and Strict Discipling. To the [livejournal.com profile] hd_erised mods for being patient and kind and for running such a phenomenal fest. And, of course, always, to [livejournal.com profile] birdsofshore, for a "content I would love" list that sent my imagination running wild, for comments that left me with the biggest, goofiest grins - for generally being the best giftee a person could ask for. (Which really just means we should all make her more things, doesn't it?)

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