"Balm" and "Requiem for Draco's Dream"

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My Table of Fire and Ice Prompts

Claim: Harry Potter: Draco/Ginny
Title:Balm
Author: sarea_okelani
Characters:Draco, Ginny
Prompt:UST
Rating:R
Length: short
Brief summary: Though they have a wild sexfest planned, Draco is sick and everything goes out the window. What a fun story this is. Draco is too cute when he's sick!


She stepped gingerly into the tub, and was immediately pulled forward into a kiss. His skin felt hot -- hence the lukewarm bath -- but very good against her own, and he tasted like chocolate. Ginny twined her arms around his neck and responded enthusiastically. She was moaning and rubbing herself against him when she realized that he was struggling to break the kiss. Immediately, she moved away.

"What's wrong?" she asked, feeling a little dazed and breathless.

"Couldn't ... breathe ..." Draco said, sucking in great gulps of air. Then he sneezed.

Ginny had rarely felt so embarrassed in her life. God, she had to be some kind of nymphomaniac, forgetting herself like that, forgetting how ill he was. She'd nearly killed Draco for a kiss. Yes, it had been a very long time, and she had missed him. Yes, she felt like a coiled spring wound too tightly. But that was no excuse. "Oh, I'm sorry, Draco," she said, mortified.

Link to the story:
Balm

Claim: Harry Potter: Draco/Ginny
Title:Requiem for Draco's Dream
Author:Anise
Characters:Draco, Ginny, Multiple Gods ad Goddesses
Prompt:Crossover Neil Gaiman/Harry Potter
Rating:R
Length: short
Brief summary: Evil, evil, evil Draco and Paragon-who's-saving-the-world Ginny, sticking tiresomely to goody-goody Harry. And only one hotel room. They're SO tired from their search for King Arthur's sword in Avalon...but then again, maybe not as tired as they thought. But she thoroughly despises him. Doesn't she? Oh, and various gods, goddesses, and immortal beings begin to meddle in the affairs of mortals. It's Halloween night, when the veil between the worlds grows thin... Set in Irina's Pendragon universe.
I picked this one for the crossover fic because it's a Neil Gaiman/Harry Potter crossover and since I have absolutly no time for Buffy/Harry Potter etc. (I have never yet read a good one) I thought this would be about a billion times better as a crossover fic! :) I hope you enjoy.

Of course. It was Halloween. Draco had utterly forgotten.

Images of all the other Halloweens he had ever known drifted through his head. The annual ball at Malfoy Manor. Getting thoroughly drunk on spiked punch, taking pride in its lack of effect on him, unless it were to make him more detached, more cut off from the crush of humanity about him. .Dancing, then strolling across the floor to the admiring eyes of Pansy Parkinson or Xanthia Morgan or Sadina von Tussel, catching his reflection out of the corner of his eye, approving of its glacial elegance. Yes... a perfect surface, a flawless surface, he had thought, more than once. But none of the memories seemed real, somehow, in the face of this moment. Holding Ginny Weasley's hand. Listening to the soft, incoherent sounds from her throat; the faint rustling of the sheets under her. Thinking of what she was now, of what she might be to him, of what he could be to her.


Link to the story:
Requiem for Draco's Dream