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  <title>Flaming Nargles</title>
  <subtitle>A Harry/Ginny/Luna Community</subtitle>
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    <name>Flaming Nargles, a Harry/Ginny/Luna community</name>
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  <updated>2008-09-04T06:12:04Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:104922</id>
    <author>
      <name>ap_aelfwine</name>
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    <title>HP Girls Anonymous Kink Meme</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T17:25:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-04T06:12:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Quoting &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='omnicat' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://omnicat.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://omnicat.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;omnicat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dropping by to remind/make the fandom aware of the existence of &lt;a href="http://omnicat.livejournal.com/30515.html"&gt;a HP Girls Anonymous Kink Meme&lt;/a&gt;, for kinky het and femmeslash smut. We got off on a pretty good start, but now activity seems to have died down almost completely. Which is a shame for reasons I should’t have to mention. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... this may be a bit of an awkward request, but I’d really appreciate it if those of you who are interested could spread the word about this in other HP girl loving comms and such. HP fandom is so huge it’s very hard to navigate, so I could use all the help I could get in promoting the meme. ^_^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meme will contain all sorts of explicit (and deviant) adult content, obviously.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no outright Flaming Nargle content yet, so they could definitely use some participation from us. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That said, there are at least two Ginny/Luna ficlets up at present which could be taken as foreshadowing a Flaming Nargley relationship.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ETA&lt;/b&gt;: There's at least one G/L fic up now that's clearly set in an H/G/L universe whilst Harry's away at the Wizengamot.  Well done, Anonymous Comrade Nargle!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:104605</id>
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      <name>dragyn_42</name>
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    <title>The Last Ride (Drabble Challenge: Hogwarts Express)</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T05:21:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-02T05:21:04Z</updated>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <category term="drabble hogwarts express"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title&lt;/strong&gt;: The Last Ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&lt;/strong&gt;: dragyn_42 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating&lt;/strong&gt;: R &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Challenge/Subject&lt;/strong&gt;: September Drabble Challenge: Hogwarts Express &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author's Note&lt;/strong&gt;: I should really stop writing these at 1 in the morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;ldquo;The prefects&amp;rsquo; car?&amp;rdquo;  inquired Harry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No,&amp;rdquo; said his red haired goddess.  She was helping him with his goal of actually having fun for his last year, doing things unburdened teenagers do.  &amp;ldquo;While they may have added new rooms and positions at school for the &amp;lsquo;Eighth Years,&amp;rsquo; the prefects&amp;rsquo; car is still the same.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, bugger.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna, their other accomplice, replied, &amp;ldquo;Yes, that is the goal of this expedition.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron&amp;rsquo;s snack came out his nose as Hermione drug him from the compartment, casting a privacy spell behind her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well,&amp;rdquo; said Ginny, stripping. &amp;ldquo;That solves that.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now naked, Luna asked, &amp;ldquo;Who&amp;rsquo;s first?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:104261</id>
    <author>
      <name>phht</name>
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    <title>Amaranth</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T04:49:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-02T04:50:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Amaranth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='phht' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://phht.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://phht.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;phht&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Words: &lt;/b&gt;1000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Series:&lt;/b&gt; Burnt-Out Nargles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Six years after Madam Lovegood's opened, and a new business is brought to the British Wizarding World from Luna's creative mind. And the stage is set for showdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excerpt from Feb 2006 Daily Prophet:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Amaranth's Spectacular Opening Night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;by Rita Skeeter&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt; The crowd was abuzz last night as the newest brainchild of Luna Lovegood opened for the first time.  Packed to capacity the entire night, the dance club Amaranth pulled out all the stops for its first night.  While the club regularly has its music handled by the all vampire DJ group New Blood Crew, opening night saw the first performance of The Hobgoblins since 1980.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; As a special treat, the Underground Dance Competition's International Mirror Duo champions faced off against the talents of Fleur Delacour-Weasley and veteran mirrorer Luna Lovegood to The Hobgoblins' music and the roaring approval of the crowd.  Among the celebrities that attended the opening night were Oliver Wood, Gwenog Jones, and Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; The club is a mix of traditional muggle night club design with mind numbingly wonderful magical innovations.  There are two dance floors available, with one inverted over the other. Careful spell work reverses gravity for the top floor, allowing people to dance on the ceiling without worry.  A hallway, which gradually shifts the gravity so people will end up properly orientated by the other end, leads from it to an upper level area with tables and chairs that overlooks both dance areas.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; Given that Amaranth is aiming for a more mainstream crowd, it avoids much of the implied &amp;quot;dark&amp;quot; aspects that Madam Lovegood's has, and the dance club pays off-duty Aurors and Hit Wizards to take shifts as security.  If the response last night was any indication, they struck pay-dirt, and is the place to be for celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Amaranth is owned by Hannah Abbott and operated by the recently formed Potter-Weasley-Lovegood Enterprises Corp. Also under the banner of the new corporation is Madam Lovegood's and Harry Potter's private investigation business.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry sat in a private room overlooking the bustling activity that was opening night at Amaranth.  He sipped at some muggle soda; he was keeping his alcohol intake to really bad wine except in special occasions, and this didn't quite reach the threshold.  He looked at the rest of the room, noting many of the old crowd were attending.  Harry blinked and wondered when he started sounding like Order members talking about members from the first rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati came and greeted him with a smile and a hug.  She looked to be in her element as the general manager for the club, more so than when she was an Unspeakable.  Being blackmailed in December spurred her into action because, while he had dealt with the blackmailer of Susan and her effectively, too many bad memories lingered to continue there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry mingled with the others and learned that Marietta had been invited but, due to his hand in the operation of the club, was unable to attend.  She had loosened up quite a bit while recovering from walking through his mind nearly a year ago, but stuck tight to the rules in some areas to keep anyone from using the rules to remove her from being his Healer.  He accepted her reasoning, mainly because he liked the comfy furniture she had brought in to help herself cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sidled up next to Hannah near the window.  The two caught up on happenings and how different things were now.  He was starting to get bored with his poorly thought out career idea, and she now owned a business on the rise to the top.  They were opposites in many ways, but the future was finally starting to look bright; the two shared a smile, watched the packed club, and considered the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny propped her feet up on her desk and watched as Dawlish got assigned to courtroom guard duty &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; by Head Auror Knight for being an idiot &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;.  The fool was a chickenshit, to borrow the phrase of several muggleborn.  The war and post-war Auror Office had no room for people like him, and it looked like he would soon be at a desk or off to the Academy for the remainder of his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only snag on her stellar upward rise was the forming of Potter-Weasley-Lovegood Enterprises Corp, as it would provide her with a substantial income and it operated businesses that were still on the DMLE's routine watch list.  Fortunately, that had been easy to get around by giving Hannah proxy for her vote and having Ginny's share reinvested into the company until she retired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shook her head amusedly and considered herself further.  Assistant Team Leader straight out of the Academy, Team Leader a year later, and two years after that had what was considered one of the best Auror teams available.  Susan's team was likewise and Knight wasn't going to break up two of her best teams any time soon just to put experienced Aurors in charge of rookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She considered Susan, and Susan's connections with Harry.  Something in Harry's war memories had included Susan and whatever it was had seriously freaked out Marietta to the point the Ravenclaw had been screaming and huddling in a corner from the Hufflepuff.  There was only one conclusion she could reach, and Ginny resolved to look into how many of her people had been working for Luna... probably still were as needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her musings were disturbed when she was called up.  Something about the Harpies game and mass kidnapping. Well, at least the day wouldn't be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike stereotype, this conspiracy to eliminate a threat to this group's power was not in a poorly lit room, but in a well lit conference room where faces weren't hidden in shadow.  The target of the group's ire was the same as it had been for the past 6 years - Luna Lovegood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;She's getting too mainstream and popular.  If we tried to take her out legally now... well, we couldn't. As we all know, we've tried over the years a few times.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So we use the other plan?  I know someone.  He can handle her in the coming months.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Blowing the dust off a fun series..."&gt;&lt;a href="http://phht.livejournal.com/26008.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BONverse Master List&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also can be located on &lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/View?docid=dpj3zqh_25fk6d4fg8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;googledocs&lt;/a&gt;.  The googledocs location also has some optional AN at the end&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:104152</id>
    <author>
      <name>Antosha</name>
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    <title>September Drabble Prompt: Hogwarts Express</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T03:03:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-02T04:14:49Z</updated>
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    <category term="drabble hogwarts express"/>
    <content type="html">After what we hope has been a lovely and refreshing summer holiday, we hope you're ready to dive back in to the &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='flamingnargle' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/flamingnargle/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/flamingnargle/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;flamingnargle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;drabble challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appropriately enough, given the date, this month's prompt is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HOGWARTS&amp;nbsp;EXPRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:103799</id>
    <author>
      <name>The Flaming Nargles Librarian</name>
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    <title>Echoes by Anonymous (NC-17)</title>
    <published>2008-08-24T23:52:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-24T23:52:43Z</updated>
    <category term="fic recs"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Yet another G/L, G/H fic from &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='hp_summersmut' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/hp_summersmut/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/hp_summersmut/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;hp_summersmut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Title:&lt;/b&gt; Echoes&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Recipient:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='dark_branwen' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://dark-branwen.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://dark-branwen.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dark_branwen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Luna/Ginny&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 2488&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; angst, explicit sex acts, femmeslash&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Amid the turmoil of the Second War, the Room of Requirement foresees a need Ginny never expected.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Author's Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Many thanks to &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='forest_rose' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://forest-rose.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://forest-rose.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;forest_rose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the excellent beta.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/hp_summersmut/46599.html#cutid1"&gt;Echoes&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:103578</id>
    <author>
      <name>The Flaming Nargles Librarian</name>
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    <title>What Would Harry Do? by Anonymous (NC-17)</title>
    <published>2008-08-24T23:46:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-24T23:46:34Z</updated>
    <category term="fic recs"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Here's a Ginny/Luna, Ginny/Harry entry from the &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='hp_summersmut' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/hp_summersmut/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/hp_summersmut/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;hp_summersmut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; exchange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; What Would Harry Do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recipient:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='teshara' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://teshara.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://teshara.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;teshara&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Ginny/Luna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; ~2800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; Femslash, strong sexual content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; After their punishment for attempting to steal Gryffindor's Sword, Ginny and Luna find comfort in acting out 'what would Harry do?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author's Notes:&lt;/b&gt; I'm assuming both Ginny and Luna would be terrified and/or traumatized after attempting to steal Gryffindor's Sword, thereby being in an 'altered' state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/hp_summersmut/51646.html#cutid1"&gt;What Would Harry Do?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:103366</id>
    <author>
      <name>ap_aelfwine</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="ap_aelfwine"/>
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    <title>[Fic]: Four Nargles+Hermione fics</title>
    <published>2008-07-23T20:10:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-23T20:18:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='antoshevu' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://antoshevu.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://antoshevu.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;antoshevu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; suggested I should link in the rest of my Flaming Nargles-plus fics here, so I'm doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com/28710.html"&gt;Severus Snape and the Accursed Nephew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the script of Episode 25, &lt;i&gt;Harry Potter: The Animated Series&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Severus Snape has saved the day by setting up Voldemort with a more evil position than that of Dark Lord: director of Eurodisney.  However, a new menace has arrived at Hogwarts: Snape's American nephew, five years of age (for the past twenty years), Dennis.&lt;br /&gt;Humour, AU, crossover&lt;br /&gt;H/Hr/G/L, Snape/McGonagall, Draco/Blaise/Millicent/Pansy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com/35290.html"&gt;Hendrie Patter an the Mental Worm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new menace, the Mental Worm, threatens Harry's psyche.  Will his girlfriends save him?&lt;br /&gt;"Tae them that haes the Scots fur their milk leid, mony thanks fur the bonny leid, an I hope that this puir learner's scrievins willna offend."&lt;br /&gt;Humour, AU, crack&lt;br /&gt;H/Hr/G/L, Ron/Draco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com/65560.html"&gt;John Carter of Hogwarts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor is the Warlord of Barsoom.  His first lesson?  "Shoot first, spell later."&lt;br /&gt;Humour, AU&lt;br /&gt;H/Hr/G/L, Ron/Parvati/Lavender/Daphne Greengrass, others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com/42241.html"&gt;Harry's Army&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a late night discussion at Grimmauld Place, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna identify the Power the Dark Lord Knows Not and set plans in motion to make proper use of it.&lt;br /&gt;Humour, AU&lt;br /&gt;H/Hr/G/L/others</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:102951</id>
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      <name>The Flaming Nargles Librarian</name>
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    <title>By the Light of the Moon by lunalovepotter (NC-17)</title>
    <published>2008-07-19T00:42:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-19T00:42:22Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;A continuation of the semi-Nargly story from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="llp-twisted.livejournal.com/2316.html"&gt;Full Moon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="llp-twisted.livejournal.com/3201.html"&gt;By the Light of the Moon&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; lunalovepotter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Harry/Ginny; Luna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 3543&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; A surprise visitor interrupts stressed-out Harry's plans for a romantic weekend with Ginny. But it all turns out well in the end. A companion piece to "Full Moon". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; A request fic for &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='antosha_c' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://antosha-c.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://antosha-c.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;antosha_c&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who asked for something with Luna involved. Thanks to &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='the_vixxmeister' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://the-vixxmeister.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://the-vixxmeister.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;the_vixxmeister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the beta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;a href="http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/3201.html#cutid1"&gt;By the Light of the Moon&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:102889</id>
    <author>
      <name>The Flaming Nargles Librarian</name>
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    <title>Love Has No Age by Easy Surfing (NC-17)</title>
    <published>2008-07-17T00:55:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-19T22:14:32Z</updated>
    <category term="fic recs"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;This fic has been chugging along for a while, and seemed to be headed in a &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='flamingnargle' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/flamingnargle/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/flamingnargle/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;flamingnargle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-friendly direction. The most recent chapter confirmed that it was in fact an H/G/L/+ fic—Harry/Ginny/Luna/Susan/Gabrielle, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got an interesting (if not exactly unique) premise, and the writer has a very interesting take on the characters. Two caveats: while the story incorporates HBP canon, it was started pre-HBP, and so is intentionally AU; more importantly, the author is dyslexic, and while he seems to have submitted the story to a beta, it seems to have been  merely run through a spell-check. There are homophonic errors (what &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ladyofthemasque' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ladyofthemasque.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ladyofthemasque.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ladyofthemasque&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; calls &lt;b&gt;homonymicides&lt;/b&gt;) and very consistent punctuation errors &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;throughout&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;. If I were asked to guess, I'd say that the author used some sort of dictation software, but I could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, if you can get past those problems, it's definitely worth checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://ficwad.com/story/56706"&gt;Love Has No Age&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://ficwad.com/author/4591"&gt;Easysurfing&lt;/a&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;Harry is told that he has the power of Love, but what does this mean? With the help of a Gabrielle, Ginny and a few others he learns exactly what this means and the benefits that come with it! Post-OOTP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt;NC-17&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genres: &lt;/b&gt;Action/Adventure, Angst, Erotica, Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a title="Rape/Sexual Violence" href="http://ficwad.com/help/38"&gt;Non-con/sexual violence &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Child/Underage Sex" href="http://ficwad.com/help/38"&gt;underage sex &lt;/a&gt;, AU (OotP canon). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapters:&lt;/b&gt; 43 &lt;br /&gt; 	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Published: &lt;/b&gt;2007/04/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Updated:&lt;/b&gt; 2008/07/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length: &lt;/b&gt;338074 words&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;a href="http://ficwad.com/story/56706"&gt;Love Has No Age&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:102605</id>
    <author>
      <name>ap_aelfwine</name>
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    <title>[FIC]:The Bundling Charm (soft R) (Flaming Nargles+Hr)</title>
    <published>2008-07-12T05:34:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-12T05:34:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The Bundling Charm&lt;br /&gt;A Harry Potter fanfic &lt;br /&gt;By Andrew yclept Aelfwine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='antoshevu' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://antoshevu.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://antoshevu.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;antoshevu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; suggested I should link this here, so I am.&lt;br /&gt;It's Flaming Nargles + Hermione, I should note: IOW, H/G/L/Hr.  (Flaming Nargle Harmony?) &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;The characters and situations of the Harry Potter series are copyright J.K. Rowling. They may not be used or reproduced commercially without permission. The use of these characters and situations is not to be construed as challenge to said copyright. They are merely borrowed for this work of non-commercial fanfiction, from which the author derives no financial benefit.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Alternate Universe warning. Femmeslash warning. Het warning. Poly warning. Foursome warning. Sap warning. Strange Wizarding customs warning. Weasley clock warning. Weasley jumper warning. Yours truly warning. Present tense warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry/Hermione/Ginny/Luna; hints of Séamus/Dean and Ron/Parvati/Lavender&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com/90829.html#cutid1"&gt;Click here for the fic&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:102202</id>
    <author>
      <email>lnalvgd@yahoo.com</email>
      <name>lnalvgd</name>
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    <title>*waves*</title>
    <published>2008-06-25T18:15:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-25T18:16:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">First time posting here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own journal I posted this Epic Opus of Evil Smut for my dear friend &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='queenb23more' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://queenb23more.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://queenb23more.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;queenb23more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and was invited to post it to this comm by a watcher and a mod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Revelations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Harry/Ginny/Luna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 6,187&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning:&lt;/b&gt; Femmeslash like whoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='thesteppyone' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://thesteppyone.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://thesteppyone.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;thesteppyone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Brit pic and beta. Written for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='queenb23more' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://queenb23more.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://queenb23more.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;queenb23more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luna,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight would be perfect. Lily is visiting Ginny’s mum and dad’s for the night.&lt;br /&gt;Come when you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Well actually, let Ginny and I take care of that for you.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet you at the Floo…&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;Harry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna stared hard at the words and then refolded the bit of scribbled parchment she had been clutching since the interoffice memo arrived over an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What used to be her imagination will soon become reality and she wasn’t quite sure what to think or feel. For years, she had fantasized about herself and Ginny. She’d wake up in her dormitory, having soaked through her bedclothes and sheets from the images that ran rapid through her mind during sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images that had burned to memory and happened to slip past her defenses one drunken night while out at the Leaky Cauldron with Ginny and Harry, celebrating another milestone birthday. She had been shooting back Firewhisky with both of them, talking of the rumour from James’ latest Owl that he’d seen Rose “fraternizing with the enemy” - Scorpius Malfoy - and talk of the latest Ministry gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip involving Terry Boot and Michael Corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ve got to be taking the piss, Harry! Michael and Terry?” Ginny snorted while pouring them another round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’m not certain, but that is the rumour going ‘round. And it’s been told there was a woman involved as well. But no one seems to know who it was,” Harry said petulantly after Ginny gave him another baleful look of amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, that’s not a rumour Ginny. I’m certain it’s true.” Luna said dreamily while looking off to a far corner of the pub and lifting her glass to shoot back another shot of whiskey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting the glass down and returning her eyes to Ginny’s astonished ones, Luna leaned in on her elbows resting against the table and whispered her secret quite by accident. However, fueled by good Firewhisky and great company the secret of her one nightstand with Terry and Michael easily flowed from her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the announcement to them that night six weeks ago that she was the woman involved, and gave quite the details, Ginny and Harry both had been questioning her separately and together about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago they propositioned her to join them one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday she replied with a simple &lt;i&gt;When?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she sat at her desk in the Department of Magical Creatures and read Harry’s messy scrawl on the parchment with intrigue and trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you think she’s decided against it?” asked Ginny looking over her shoulder at her husband.&lt;br /&gt;Harry was leaning against the kitchen sink shirtless, bare feet crossed at the ankles, low slung jeans riding his narrow hips, button undone, and his hands pressed against the edge of the counter as he regarded Ginny’s question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. She’ll be here. It’s Luna, remember? There’s bound to be something she’s found interesting in some part of her research and got tied up.” Harry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tied up? Oh! I like that idea,” Ginny giggled turning back to watch the fireplace once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ginny…” Harry chided with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Floo flared to life with green flames and out walked Luna. She had a tiny smudge of black on the tip of her nose and another just under her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Ginny, Harry,” Luna said with a smile looking toward the two of them standing off in their kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uhm…hi, Luna. Would you like something to drink? Tea… or something?” Ginny asked nervously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Luna had arrived, Ginny wasn’t too sure herself about what she and Harry had asked their friend to participate in. She had always wondered what it would be like to be with a woman, but those were just thoughts, just wonderments, just something she could daydream about when she’s not working on an up and coming Quidditch star article or the newest broom available on the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you, Ginny. Tea would be lovely.” Luna looked around the living room as Ginny turned to prepare the tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry had moved away from the sink and walked towards Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why don’t you sit down, Luna? Tell me how your day has been at the office,” Harry suggested as he patted the seat next to him for Luna to sit. “Any new creatures we need to be worried about?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, well, actually I did happen to come across a new species of a Blibbering Humdinger,” Luna said delightfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny listened as she prepared the tea and tried to calm her nerves. Six weeks ago she was surprised at Luna and her secret. Not only was she amazed at Luna’s announcement, but just a bit jealous as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never imagined that she would be with a man other than Harry, but hearing about Luna’s escapades with both Terry and Michael together had her imagination flowing and her curiosity was piqued. Not that she wanted any other man besides Harry, as he fulfilled her every need, but there was that deep seeded need to know a woman’s touch, a woman’s kiss, a woman’s being, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she always imagined it would be Luna who would be her first female lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that dark corner of the pub six weeks ago, Ginny felt a claw of jealously steal over her from her friend’s accidental acknowledgment of a threesome with her fellow Ravenclaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One happening to be an old ex-boyfriend of Ginny’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, she and Harry decided to ask their friend to join them for an experimental ménage à trois'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday they both were shocked with the quick reply of &lt;i&gt;When?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today they had sent from Harry’s office a memo of invite for tonight with a sense of intrigue and trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A new species of a Blibbering Humdinger? I thought you made that up just to give me a chance to sneak away all those years ago.” Harry laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh no, Harry. They do exist. It just happened to be the first thing that came to mind when I knew you needed to be alone, and well, most people already thought I was loony to begin with. What was one more imaginable creature going to hurt after all that we went through that night?” Luna mused while she watched Ginny in the kitchen preparing the tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny returned with the tray laden with cups and saucers, milk and sugar, and a full pot of Earl Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If I recall correctly, you take both milk and sugar, Luna?” asked Ginny courteously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hmmm…oh! Oh, yes. Yes, I do. Thank you, Ginny,” Luna answered just as politely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Ginny served, Harry noticed she and Luna gave furtive glances at one another, not really knowing how to act or what to say. Simply sipping tea seemed childish under the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Luna, I never thought you were loony. And neither did Harry. Ever,” Ginny finally said abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know that now, Ginny. I think I’ve always known...” Luna trailed off and sipped more at her tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry sat back a bit with is own cup and contemplated Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had he ever really looked at her? Probably not, but enlightened of her events with Boot and Corner, he was amazed at what a woman she had turned out to be. Judging not by her adventure with those two, but knowing how much of a true friend she really was to both he and Ginny. Agreeing to be their daughter’s Godmother, and now agreeing to be their lover. In a bed that he and Ginny both lost their virginity to each other many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding a third person was intimidating, but challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six weeks ago, he’d never imagined it becoming a reality to those unsuspecting and creeping dreams he’d had over the years between himself, his friend and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, he and Ginny found themselves talking about adding Luna to their games while basking in their post coital embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Harry felt a tightening in his gut and cock when the reply was a simple &lt;i&gt;When?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he was on the edge as he wrote in his messy handwriting the invitation while Ginny stood next to him, and down his spine came a sense of intrigue and trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, Ginny, where do you want me?” Luna asked as she set her cup down on the side table next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny snorted a bit of tea out of her mouth at the blunt question from Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry just grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think the couch will be fine for now. Just relax. Or try to anyway,” Ginny said as she set her own cup down before her unsteady hand topped it over and onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After setting it aside, Ginny turned towards Luna who was sitting between her and Harry. She glanced at her husband and noticed he’d already deposited his cup to another side table and was lounging back against the couch. She also noticed Harry hadn’t wasted any time in getting his hand down his jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inwardly rolling her eyes, Ginny looked back at Luna and gave a tentative smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That small and hesitant smile helped Luna in her decision to take a bit of control of the situation as she has always wanted to with Ginny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping her eyes on Ginny, Luna leaned in and brushed her lips against Ginny’s soft ones. A barely there flick of the tongue on Ginny’s upper lip, then a slight sweep to her full bottom one, Luna pressed them together. And fell into bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hands slid up Ginny’s naked arms, surrounding her in an embrace and pulling Ginny closer to her as she opened her mouth and invited Ginny in to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their tongues touched, softly, gently, smoothly, and in the back of Luna’s mind she thought she heard a low moan of approval. She wasn’t certain if it was her or Ginny. It could very well be Harry as he was being left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling back slightly, Ginny opened her eyes, as at some point she had closed them to concentrate on the emotions flowing through her from that one kiss; she looked past Luna at Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had managed in that brief amount of time to unzip his jeans and was mildly stroking his cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Go on Ginny. I want to watch her kiss you again,” he croaked out hoarsely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning back to Luna, Ginny placed her hands on each side of Luna’s face and brought her back to her mouth. This time, Ginny took the initiative and slid her tongue through until she was sweeping it across Luna’s and grazing teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry watched as his wife and friend frantically found a rhythm they both liked as they devoured each other’s mouths. Shifting into the cushions to get more comfortable, he pushed his jeans and pants down over his hips and took his cock in hand for a better wank and to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licking Luna’s top lip, Ginny pulled back and looked into her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s get more comfortable,” Ginny urged as she felt the need to touch more than Luna’s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright Ginny,” Luna agreed then stood up and proceeded to unfasten the button on her trousers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing them past her hips, along with her knickers, Luna stood in front of the couple and kicked the offending garment off her ankles. Ginny didn’t know when Luna had removed her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna glanced over at Harry and noticed his eyes had widened and his hand jerked harder on his swollen cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grinned at him then turned to Ginny, and gestured for her to stand as well by holding out her hands. Ginny grasped them and pulled herself up. Immediately, Luna’s hands tugged at Ginny’s skirt and brought it past her knees as Luna kneeled to help remove it from Ginny’s body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From where Ginny was standing and from where Luna was kneeling, Harry could see that Luna was in perfect position to lean in and have her face buried between Ginny’s thighs. That image had him groaning once more and pulled the women’s attention away from themselves to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck…” Harry grunted as he watch Luna give him a slight smile, and actually leaned into Ginny’s creamy thighs. When did Luna learn Legilimency? Harry wondered as he stroked harder on his heavy cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny sucked in a breath when she felt Luna’s tongue flick out and touch the edge of her barely there knickers before it swept across to the other side and gave the same attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck…” groaned Ginny as she looked at Harry. He was watching her with an intense gaze and nodded towards her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Touch her Ginny. Touch her hair. Touch her head. I want to see the pleasure running across your face as she is kneeling between your thighs with you guiding her to do what you want,” he said with a low groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentatively, Ginny lifted her hands and soothed down the blonde strays that were protruding from Luna’s silky hair. She looked down at Luna’s face, which was staring up at hers in question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please, Luna. I need you to touch me too. Anywhere you like. For you. For me. For Harry…” Ginny said hesitantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna only nodded then reached for the edge of Ginny’s knickers and pulled them down. When Ginny had stepped out of them, Luna tossed them at Harry and pushed Ginny back onto the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling backwards had Ginny’s legs reflexively opening wide to catch herself. Luna crawled between them immediately and placed her soft hands on each thigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shite, fuck, oh yeah…” exclaimed Harry as he watched his wife’s legs open wider at Luna’s touch. “Go on, please. Don’t stop now,” he begged while his hand began to work double time on his cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not planning to stop Harry. I’ve always wanted Ginny. I have her where I want her now and don’t want to rush into it. I want Ginny to enjoy me,” and with that Luna replaced her hand on Ginny’s thigh and licked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny threw back her head, groaned and instinctively thrust her hips upward for the taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Patience Ginny. I want to taste you all over, but not before I have discovered every inch of your thighs,” Luna muttered while she licked and nibbled on each of Ginny’s thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny opened her eyes and locked them on Harry. He was working his hand a bit slower now, prolonging his release as he watched them on the other end of the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna nibbled on one thigh before giving her full attention to the other and biting into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny jerked upwards and moaned loudly at the sensation. She could feel Luna’s tongue laving at the spot that surely would now have teeth marks indented into her skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think I ever told you Ginny about what I smelled the first day of Potions class,” Luna mused as she slid her hands on Ginny’s thighs to the juncture between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uhm….er, no. No, you didn’t,” Ginny gasped as she felt Luna’s fingers combing through her wet curls. “What…what was it you smelled Luna?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gurdyroots, Plimpy Soup, and your flowery shampoo,” Luna said before her tongue licked Ginny’s swollen clit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your smell really was addicting, Ginny. Especially if Luna could smell it too,” Harry grinned and winked at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yes. Very addicting. It was then that I started having my dreams,” Luna said as she nipped gently on the clit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Damn, Ginny. Is it good? Is she fucking brilliant? I can see on your face that she must be licking in the right place because you have &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; look and its fucking killing me to stay on this side of the couch and not touch you. Either of you,” Harry said grudgingly as he kept up his continuous strokes on his straining cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hmmm, Harry. You are one lucky man to be able to be here whenever you please, licking and sucking and &lt;i&gt;tasting&lt;/i&gt; her sweetness,” Luna said with a hint of jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, Luna pushed her tongue into Ginny’s cunt and began a torturous dance at licking and sucking again. When she slid her fingers through Ginny’s wet folds, Ginny grunted once again and lifted her hips for better access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipping one finger in, Luna lapped at the juices flowing from that one simple move, and thrust one more into Ginny’s entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh God! Right there! Right there… don’t stop! Don’t stop,” Ginny screamed as she felt the first stirrings of an orgasm flow through her overheated body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s it, Gin, that’s it. She’s fucking hot, licking you. I want to taste you on her lips. Fuck yeah…I want to taste you on her lips,” Harry exclaimed before his own orgasm took over and he came hard over his pumping hand. Shooting clear across his stomach and watching it drip down and nestle in the dark hair between his thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, hot bliss was coursing through Ginny as she felt her orgasm flow through her from the combination of Luna’s fingers and her tongue. She felt that tongue sweep one last time through her slick folds before she felt soft lips pressing intimately to her clit for a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, wow! Damn, Luna,” Ginny panted out trying to get her bearings and focus on the fact that she thinks she might have had the best orgasm ever. By Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry was watching them with hooded eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please Luna, come here. I want to taste her on your lips.” Harry said with a low growl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course, Harry,” she said as she crawled on all fours the short distance to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry reached out towards her and lifted Luna into his lap. She sat back against his strong arm and offered her mouth for his taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry gently nipped at Luna’s bottom lip before his libido took charge and he devoured her mouth. Tasting Ginny on Luna’s lips was like ambrosia. Never before had he savored such sweetness as Luna’s tongue as she meshed with his and the scent, the flavor, the tang of Ginny passed between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groaning with pleasure and watching her husband and friend kiss, Ginny knew that it was she that was both their weakness, both their desire, and now both their lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry’s hands had skimmed across Luna’s breasts as they kissed, and Ginny watched as he began to unbutton the few clasps that were holding her blouse together. He slipped a hand between the garment and milky white skin then cupped a soft globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kneading gently and placing whispering kisses along Luna’s jaw, Harry looked over her shoulder and locked gazes with Ginny once again. In that silent acknowledgement of contact, they both conceded things needed to move to the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny stood, reached for Luna’s hand and pulled her from Harry’s lap. Luna’s blouse was hanging from one shoulder and gaping open. As she stood, it slipped off the other shoulder and she shrugged it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna stood in front of them completely starkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still holding Luna’s hand, Ginny pulled her towards her and embraced her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you. Thank you Luna,” Ginny sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You do not have to thank me, Ginny. It was all my pleasure. However, from the screams I will assume it was just as pleasurable to you?” Luna asked as she pulled back from Ginny’s arms to look up at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blushing crimson, Ginny nodded and grinned at Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think we could all be more comfortable if we moved this into the bedroom,” said Harry with a grin of his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I think you’re right, Harry. I wasn’t really enjoying the floor. One can only stand so much pressure on the knees,” Luna said with a faint smile as she was lead into their bedroom by Ginny, followed closely by Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. I’ve never been in here before. Lovely. Suits you both, the red and gold,” Luna said as she glanced at the four poster bed heavily draped in scarlet red and shimmering gold with an accenting canopy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Very much the Gryffindor, and not surprised at your choice of bed hangings,” she mused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Uhm…Harry and I wanted something to remind us of Hogwarts and Gryffindor Tower. Our bedroom seemed the perfect place as we didn’t want to influence the kids or try to push them into any prejudices against the other Houses. As James and Al are now at Hogwarts and both in Gryffindor, they want these same colours. But I’ve told them not until after Lily starts next autumn and she is sorted into her House,” Ginny looked up at Harry who was giving her a cheeky grin, “and I’m babbling nervously again aren’t I?” she asked sheepishly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nodding, Harry took both her and Luna’s hands and made for the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna maneuvered up the small step to the bed and lay flat on her back. Harry watched her as she lazily ran her fingers through her long blonde tresses, and the other hand trailed down to the juncture of her thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly, he proceeded to finish the job of removing Ginny’s blouse and his jeans before hauling Ginny up beside Luna and him falling next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna glanced at Ginny as she lay there staring and not knowing where to start. Reaching up, Luna gently tugged Ginny down to her mouth and kissed her softly. This seemed to be the answer for Ginny as she moved her mouth against Luna’s just as softly but with determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting up on one elbow and leaning over Luna, Ginny took control of their kiss as her hand caressed Luna’s neck and dipped into the hollow of her throat and collarbone. Trailing her fingers over the soft flesh prickled now with light goose bumps, Ginny kissed her way down Luna’s jaw, marking her way across smooth skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry watched Ginny’s hand glide to a perky breast before Ginny’s fingers tweaked a nipple and received a slight moan from Luna. Harry moaned in agreement. Watching his wife take charge with him was always amazing, but watching her take control of Luna was intoxicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His softened cock was stirring once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ve tasted me Luna, can I taste you now?” Ginny asked as she placed kisses on each of Luna’s nipples and slowly moved down her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, please…” Luna dreamily sighed as she opened her legs wider and felt tentative fingers combing through her wet curls before feeling a whispering touch on her clit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny crawled down Luna’s torso, placing tender kisses on soft, female skin, touching her tongue to the hollow of Luna’s navel, and nipping gently at Luna’s hipbones before crawling between firm thighs and pushing them further apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny looked up at Harry from her precarious position. She wasn’t sure if she wanted encouragement from him or permission, however she received both with his slight nod and crooked grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grinning back, she fully took charge of her nervousness, stuck out her tongue, and licked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna’s hips sprung from the bed with that touch of tongue and she thrashed her head to the side, eyes wide and looking at Harry. He was watching Ginny while his hand began to work on his hardening cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had Ginny thought this could be wonderful. Never had Ginny thought that she would actually enjoy giving a woman this joy. Never had Ginny thought it would be Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her tongue swirled and dipped, tasted and sampled as she began a steady rhythm against Luna’s clit, making Luna moan and shake with bliss. Taking courage and hoping she was not going to hurt Luna, Ginny gently slid in a finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hmmm, Ginny. That feels nice. Really nice, but could you add one more please?” Luna moaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny thrust in another and kept up her tango against Luna’s clit. She felt the bed shift momentarily thinking Harry was getting better positioned for the show when she felt one of his fingers added to her two and heard the gasp of pleasure from Luna before she felt the wetness of Luna’s orgasm flowing down her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kiss me, Ginny. Kiss me,” Harry demanded as she lifted her head from Luna’s thighs and leaned slightly into her husband as he claimed her lips with his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God, Ginny. She tastes just as good as you…just as sweet as you,” Harry growled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then you should taste her personally Harry. Go on. I want to watch as you have her.” Ginny said as she moved to sit beside Luna and Harry shifted into position to take Luna with his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have heard from Ginny, Harry, that you are quite skilled in cunnilingus. I’ve also heard you can do something truly disgusting with your tongue?” Luna said, shifting her hips higher for better access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ve heard that, have you?” he said glancing at Ginny who just grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yes, numerous times over lunch and sometimes cocktails. Ginny’s very proud.” Luna stated matter of factly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Proud? Uhm…wow. Well, I do aim to please,” and with that Harry dipped his head between Luna’s legs and mimicked Ginny. He licked, but with a much broader tongue and from Luna’s arse to her clit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna threw back her head and arched into Harry’s mouth as he continued his torturous probing, sucking and licking of her cunt. Ginny watched fascinated as Harry’s long tongue whirled and submerged into Luna deeply. She was so aroused at watching her husband, Ginny knew that where she was sitting there would be a nice wet spot left on the bed sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t care. Watching Harry work was amazing. She knew exactly what Luna was experiencing and knew exactly what Harry will do to prolong Luna’s orgasm. He will simply torment her until she was on several brinks of full bliss before giving in and giving her the pleasure of release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna wasn’t sure when her world turned upside down. She was happy to play along in both Terry and Michael’s games one evening long ago. She wasn’t the center of attention when she was with them. No, she was just someone there with girly bits for them to experiment with. Just there for them to make sure that it was themselves they wanted and not Luna. Well, not any girl in particular. She just happened to be the one they asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she accidently let it be known to her two friends, and they were just as interested as Terry and Michael were, she was a bit apprehensive about participating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it only took that one interoffice memo from Harry to make up her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here she was, basking in the glory of having tasted Ginny finally for herself…of Ginny tasting of her, and now Harry was positioned between her legs and he knew exactly what to do with his tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the tingle at the base of her spine, Luna jerked her hips one last time before Harry finally let her have the release that he had been building inside of her for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry pulled away, nipped then kissed each thigh before sitting up on his knees. He traced his fingertips lightly against Luna’s flushed skin and looked up at Ginny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny had her hand plowed between her own legs and was working her fingers diligently. Her head was cushioned on a pillow, her eyes closed and tight. She was panting and moaning, trying to reach for her own orgasm when she felt Harry push her hands away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let me Ginny. I’ve not touched you all night,” he said easily before bending lower and taking over from what Ginny’s fingers were desperately trying to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna sat up and crawled towards Ginny. She leaned in and took her mouth. Luna could taste herself on Ginny’s lips. She probed harder into that sweet mouth, sucking on Ginny’s bottom lip. Pulling back slightly, they looked into each other’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny’s deep and dark with wonderment. Luna’s bright and carefree with delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clasping hands, they trailed them down Ginny’s chest and stomach until they reached Harry’s head. Letting go of each other, they placed their hands on the back of his head and pushed him into Ginny’s cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledging the movement, Harry quickly darted his tongue on just the &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt; spot of Ginny’s clit until he heard her panting hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh God, yes, Harry! Don’t stop! Don’t…don’t stop!” she screamed before succumbing to her release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh fuck, that was brilliant,” Harry sighed as he lay back against the stack of pillows on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at Luna who was lounging against one of the posts of the bed, fingers lightly touching herself and watching Ginny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning, he glanced at Ginny. She was still trying to catch her breath from the onslaught of her orgasm. She looked up at him under her lashes and grinned. He caught her shooting that glance at Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew that look all to well. It was his turn... and in the language that is purely female, something communicated between the two with that one silent look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Harry, m’dear?” Ginny asked sweetly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hmmm?” was his lazy answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lay down please. It’s time that your hand took a break from all the action,” Luna said calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinking at her, Harry wasn’t too surprised to hear Luna say that so nonchalantly, but he was surprised when he felt her grab his ankles and with strength he didn’t know Luna had, jerked him down towards her until he was laying flat on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right were the women wanted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna picked up one of Harry’s feet and licked the sole from heel to toe, sucking and nibbling on the big toe, flicking her tongue in between, as Ginny inched her way to his aching cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She placed her lips on the tip and slowly descended until Harry was deeply imbedded in Ginny’s throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sensations running through Harry’s body from his toes in Luna’s mouth to his cock in Ginny’s were almost too much for him. It was ecstasy. It was brilliant. It was fucking fantastic for so much oral stimulation on his person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that his feet were an erogenous zone? Apparently Luna did. She took each toe and laved at it like a lover of lollies would with their favourite flavor of sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He watched as each one disappeared into her mouth, as her tongue flitted between each toe and as her tongue circled them. It was different, that’s for sure. But it felt so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down at the redhead between his legs, Harry lovingly rested his hand on the back of Ginny’s head and guided her to his liking. Ginny had a special talent when it came to giving him head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the years, she perfected her technique… not so tentative with the act, but putting one hundred percent into it with a tight suck, a deep throat, the flicking of tongue on the head of his cock, slipping the foreskin back and forth for more friction before taking control of her own desires and sucking him off hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she swallowed… sometimes she didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the way she was working him now, he knew that she planned to take him in deep and have him shoot down her throat and not losing a drop of his cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could feel the tingle at the base of his spine, the white hot burning of hunger, a desire so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ginny… please,” he whimpered as he pulled on her head. He didn’t want to come yet. He wanted to be inside her…or Luna. But he didn’t want to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing her name, knowing the desperate voice of her husband wanting to prolong his own release, she eased back in her aggression of getting him off, and finally lifting her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiping the back of her hand across her mouth, Ginny looked at him questioningly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think Ginny, Harry is wanting more than just your mouth on him. He wants you…” Luna said as she picked up Harry’s other foot and began to lick in the same manner as his other foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” Harry croaked. “No, Luna… I want you,” he begged as he looked at Ginny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny nodded towards him then cut her eyes across to Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Harry understood the silent communication between his wife and friend. It was going to be alright. Ginny was consenting to Luna fucking her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna dropped Harry’s foot, and slid up between his legs. Taking a hold of his slick cock, she lowered her head and took him into her own mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah...ah Luna? I… I didn’t mean for… for you… for you to… ah bloody hell that feels good,” Harry moaned and Ginny laughed at the look of pure pleasure on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Honestly Luna. Not that I don’t appreciate this, but I wasn’t asking for you to give me a blow job,” Harry said as he lifted his hips in time with Luna’s mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna took one last lick on the slit of his cock then pulled her mouth from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So Harry, where do you want me?” Luna said and grinned at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought back to earlier that evening when she asked the same of Ginny, and he returned her smile with a cheeky grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I want you to climb on top and ride me,” Harry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And Ginny? Make yourself available to my wondering hands, love,” he said with a knowing smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do I look good riding you Harry?” Luna panted as her hips worked hard moving back and forth on top of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hell yes…” Harry gasped, trying to catch his breath. He thrust harder into Luna when she just grinned at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Does she feel good riding you Harry?” Ginny asked as she watched Luna’s arse begin to shift and move in the opposite direction. Ginny figured Luna was trying to get to that one spot that would have her tumble over the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hell yes…” Harry panted out harshly. “She’s fucking tight is what she is and I’m not sure I can hold out any longer.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry had been letting Luna do what she wanted when she first climbed on top and took him deep inside her tight cunt. He had let her set the pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny had lain beside him, feet towards his head, legs spread wide as he played with her clit and used his fingers and hands on her. Letting Luna’s movements on him give pressure to his fingers on Ginny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at some point during the ride, Luna began to feel the need to come and the sensations running down her spine had her moving harder against Harry’s cock, shifting her hips to each side, trying to find that spot for the perfect orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With it came Harry’s hands leaving Ginny and grasping Luna’s hips to slam into her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck yeah… fuck yeah… I’m close,” Harry growled as he looked up at Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ginny?” Luna panted, “Climb on Harry’s face.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny scrambled up from her position on the bed, threw her leg over Harry’s head and lowered herself down to his seeking mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moaning with pleasure for the flicks of Harry’s tongue on her clit, Ginny opened her eyes and was looking straight into Luna’s dark blue ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna lifted her hands in the air, Ginny threaded her own with Luna’s and they held on while Harry thrust into Luna with his hard cock and he thrust into Ginny’s entrance with his just as hard tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making both women come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they both rode out their orgasms on Harry, they leaned into each other and kissed deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tongues thrashed together in dominance or was it simply passion for each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn’t care as long as it was just this simple, just this sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling away, Ginny grinned at Luna and moved away from Harry’s face. From the grimace on it, she knew that Harry had still yet to come but was very close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna looked down at Harry and quirked and eyebrow at him. Shifting from Harry, Luna moved off to let Ginny take him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she did. Ginny rode him hard, moving her hips faster in the way they both like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck…Ginny!” Harry yelled as his orgasm slammed into her hot, wet, and smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny fell on top of Harry’s chest. She too was panting from the excursion. She rolled to one side of him while Luna climbed over to the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying there in the middle of their bed, Harry thought this was the best damn idea they had in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny had one leg propped on Harry’s while a hand lazily circled a nipple and she thought the evening was something that she will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna looked up at the ceiling with a smile on her face and hoped that soon they would invite her over again as this was so much better than being with her fellow Ravenclaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three knew that the invite had been intriguing as well as the night turning out to be just as much, but no where would there ever be trepidation for the next round.&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:102000</id>
    <author>
      <name>The Flaming Nargles Librarian</name>
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    <title>Full Moon by llp_twisted (NC-17)</title>
    <published>2008-06-04T06:33:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-04T18:51:55Z</updated>
    <category term="fic recs"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Don't know how I missed this—though some of you didn't! Lunalovepotter posted this a month and a half ago on her journal for her less-than-vanilla fics, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='llp_twisted' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;llp_twisted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's a wonderful bit of H/G/L PWP, sexy and passionate and specific. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Full Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; lunalovepotter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Harry/Ginny; Harry/Ginny/Luna; mild Ginny/Luna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 3488&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Harry really needs to learn how to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt;  Never let it be said that I don't try new things. Thanks of course to my brilliant beta, &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='the_vixxmeister' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://the-vixxmeister.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://the-vixxmeister.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;the_vixxmeister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/2316.html#cutid1"&gt;Full Moon&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;i&gt;Friends-locked! You have to friend that journal and be friended to read—but it's worth it. ;-)&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:101855</id>
    <author>
      <name>dragyn_42</name>
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    <title>You Are My Sunshine (Drabble Challenge: Sunny)</title>
    <published>2008-06-03T18:18:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-03T18:19:16Z</updated>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; You Are My Sunshine&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; dragyn_42&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Challenge/Subject:&lt;/b&gt; June Drabble Challenge: Sunny&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Author's Note:&lt;/b&gt; This came to me pretty much as I read the prompt.  A bit darker than my usual (ironic considering the prompt), but who am I to argue with a muse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's always been dark, for as long as I've known him.  Alternately shunned and praised, he hides, wanting nothing more than friends, family and to be left alone by all else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls me his fire.  He says I bring light to his darkness, that I'm his balance;  I make him complete.  But that's not entirely true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's our sun, our true equilibrium.  She shines through his darkness.  Her light shows me my surroundings, protecting all from my flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear the day our light might leave.  I will burn all in his path as darkness follows in his wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:101518</id>
    <author>
      <name>The Flaming Nargles Librarian</name>
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    <title>June Drabble Challenge: Sunny</title>
    <published>2008-06-01T22:23:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-01T22:24:20Z</updated>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <content type="html">Here's the prompt for June, with the approach of summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;sun•ny |ˈsənē|&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adjective ( -nier , -niest )&lt;br /&gt;bright with sunlight : &lt;i&gt;a sunny day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;• (of a place) receiving much sunlight :&lt;i&gt; find a sunny patch for the dahlia tubers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;• (of a person or their temperament) cheery and bright : &lt;i&gt;he had a sunny disposition.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;• suggestive of the warmth or brightness of the sun : &lt;i&gt;the room was done up in nice sunny colors.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DERIVATIVES&lt;br /&gt;sunnily |ˈsənəlē| |ˈsənəli| adverb&lt;br /&gt;sunniness |ˈsənin1s| noun&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:101226</id>
    <author>
      <name>lunalovegoddess</name>
    </author>
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    <title>Moon Over Burkina Faso: A Flaming Nargles fic</title>
    <published>2008-05-30T22:55:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-30T23:27:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span&gt;Author: Lunalovegoddess&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Harry, Luna, mentions of Ginny&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Harry/Ginny, hints of potential Ginny/Luna/Harry&lt;br /&gt;Setting: post- Deathly Hallows, northeast of the Ministry nature reserve in Burkina Faso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Luna's travels around the world as a wizarding naturalist prove invaluable to Harry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Author's Note: "Tache" is the French word for spot. In response to&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='all_unwritten' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/all_unwritten/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/all_unwritten/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;all_unwritten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; writing prompt 270: &lt;br /&gt;Don't think there are no crocodiles because the water is calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Don't think there are no crocodiles because the water is calm."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Don't think there are no crocodiles because the water is calm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Her eerie, sing-song voice traipsed across the moonlit water like skipping stones, as Harry became aware of Luna's hand upon his arm. In a hushed panic, he whispered, "Crocodiles?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Don't worry. It's a Malaysian proverb, Harry." She smiled up at him, amused. "It just means that you should look where you step, for appearances can be deceiving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Harry glanced down quickly. Had she not pulled him back at the last possible second, he might have ended arse-up in the middle of a nest of runespoor eggs, partially hidden among the jungle plants which grew along the banks of the Nakambe. He thanked her with a quick nod of his head as sweat trickled down his back. Checking carefully to see if the mother snake was nearby, Harry opened his satchel and gently placed the leathery eggs within. Yet again, he was thankful for Luna's help in the relocation of the endangered reptiles, for the Muggles of the nearby city of Ouagadougu had begun to encroach upon their protected habitat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It wasn't their fault; during the four-month-long rainy season, as the flood waters rose, the three-headed snakes had begun migrating further to the south in search of drier conditions, leading to more frequent encounters with humans. This had been the third nest that Luna and Harry had found, but the only viable one. Runespoor eggs, long sought after as potions ingredients, fetch quite a price on the black market. Unemployment was on the rise; to a struggling, illiterate Muggle family, it must have appeared a godsend when the wizards arrived in search of the elusive eggs. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; When Harry had found Luna in an encampment of Burkinabe Muslims, chattering away in French with a trained serval by her side, it had been a stroke of good fortune. Luna had launched herself joyfully into his arms, kissing each cheek in greeting, which had caused quite a stir since public displays of affection in the Muslim world were somewhat... frowned upon. Thankfully, it appeared that Luna had been adopted by the locals when she had healed a local child, so they had been willing to overlook her strange, British ways... Harry was sure that by the end of their stay, the entire village would assume that the two were engaged or married. (These sort of things had a tendency to happen to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As they collected the eggs for transport to the Ministry reserve, Harry was glad that their paths had crossed. While Harry had retained the ability to speak Parseltongue, unlike Luna, he knew only a smattering of French, and very little about the local wildlife and culture of the African nation. Plus, he noted as she slipped her arms into her knapsack, she was easier on the eyes than the slightly balding Ministry representative who'd enlisted his aid as a fledgling Auror in the capture of illegal poachers. He had to force himself to look away, reminding himself that Ginny would flay the skin from his bones if she caught him admiring the way Luna filled out her colorful, fringed top while she remained confined to camp, heavy with child in the African heat... Then again, knowing Ginny, she'd probably be more jealous that she was not the one doing the ogling. Pregnancy did strange things to the hormones, according to Hermione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you know that servals are polygamous, Harry?" she asked in a cheerful tone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry gulped as he latched his satchel and tugged it onto his shoulder. "Are they now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mmm," she replied. A long, smoldering look passed between them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"They don't seem to mind taking multiple partners. The females sometimes outnumber the males, you see, and it's not uncommon for an alpha female to take care of another's offspring."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled tentatively, his throat suddenly dry. He coughed lightly, stating, "It takes a village, and all that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It must be refreshing to be a serval, don't you think? Wizards have such silly rules about what is proper and all. Tache here has it good, don't you, boy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response, the serval bumped his head against her cheek like an overgrown tabby. In that moment, Harry envied the harnassed wild cat more than he could say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A hiss from Tache from his perch upon her shoulder reminded Harry that where there are eggs, there is often a mother Runespoor nearby. In a slightly sibilant, gentle tone, Harry promised safety and good intentions towards the clutch of offspring, and instructed the mother snake to follow them to their new home. Careful to keep his eyes trained on the serval, he felt the flicker of three forked tongues against his ankle, and took a slow, deep breath. Finally, after what appeared to be an eternity passed, he heard a dry, regal voice proclaim, "Proceed, magic user."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As Harry breathed a sigh of relief, he felt the brood mother slowly curl around his leg and ascend towards a loftier position, finally settling around his left wrist like an ornate tribal bracelet. Luna threw an amused grin his way, and pointed her wand towards the moon. "Point me," she intoned, and her wand spun like a compass needle, indicating the way back to camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:101006</id>
    <author>
      <name>Antosha</name>
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    <title>ART!</title>
    <published>2008-05-30T18:39:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-30T18:39:10Z</updated>
    <category term="art"/>
    <content type="html">I have been a baaaaaaaaaaaad mod, yes, I have—RL has swallowed me whole and is threatening to spit me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided a long while back that I needed to send my friend and beta &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='aberforths_rug' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://aberforths-rug.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://aberforths-rug.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;aberforths_rug&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a present for her birthday. Being an egotist, I decided to send her a fully printed edition of the longest piece we've worked on together, the Nargle epic &lt;a href="http://antoshevu.livejournal.com/tag/fic:+back+to+the+garden"&gt;Back to the Garden&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I designed and printed the "book," including chapter and cover art, some of which I borrowed (with permission) from some of my favorite fanartists, and a few pieces of which I commissioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including this drawing by &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='tomscribble' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://tomscribble.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://tomscribble.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;tomscribble&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which is now my favorite piece of H/G/L art:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/antoshevu/pic/0000akbf/g6"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/antoshevu/pic/0000akbf" alt="Love Is Real" height="472" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also drew a fabulous piece of chapter art for the second chapter of the piece, "The Wisest Course," that certainly bears mentioning here, since whose legs do you think those are? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/antoshevu/pic/0000e98z/g6"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/antoshevu/pic/0000e98z/s640x480" alt="The Wisest Course" height="480" width="468" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more, including &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='tomscribble' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://tomscribble.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://tomscribble.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;tomscribble&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s fabulous Harry/Fawkes painting that I used for the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://antoshevu.livejournal.com/66931.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click here to see the rest!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But I wanted to share the Nargly goodness with you all as soon as I could. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh—this art was all commissioned by me from &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='tomscribble' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://tomscribble.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://tomscribble.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;tomscribble&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Please don't use without asking, and certainly not without crediting the artist, who is made of win.)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:100814</id>
    <author>
      <name>phht</name>
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    <title>Work</title>
    <published>2008-05-11T08:37:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-11T08:37:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title:&lt;/span&gt; Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Author:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='phht' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://phht.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://phht.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;phht&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  and &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='csi_tokyo3' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://csi-tokyo3.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://csi-tokyo3.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;csi_tokyo3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Words:&lt;/b&gt; 11,620&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Series:&lt;/b&gt; Burnt-Out Nargles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; A day in the lives of our favorite threesome. Plus Harry having a session with his therapist. But those don't take place the same day. That'd make things weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="The Mysterious LJ Cut that hides a new BONverse installment..."&gt;First, and frighteningly enough, I'm not posting the story here on LJ. Do you see the word count on the bugger?&amp;nbsp; Instead, I'm putting it on google docs.&amp;nbsp; It makes it easier for me to do any necessary editing than messing with LJ.&amp;nbsp; I also have all other installments of BONverse stories on google docs as well. I'll update my master list to include those links as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I had this thing mostly written back in December/January, and then rewrote parts of it after realizing it didn't mesh in places with the BONverse 'canon'. And then I left it sitting untouched for over an month.&amp;nbsp; So feel free to comment here (regardless if the following is true or not) on spots that didn't make sense or seemed OOC after reading it. If it's a valid point and I don't have a (also valid) reason for it, I'll bounce things off csi and we'll hash out a correction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, having made you read this much writing that isn't story, here's the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/View?docid=dpj3zqh_1gjrxq2cb"&gt;Work&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Burnt-Out Nargles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phht.livejournal.com/26008.html"&gt;Master List of Stories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:100455</id>
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    <title>flamingnargle @ 2008-05-01T17:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-01T21:43:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T21:43:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sing A Song For Spring&lt;br /&gt;An art, fiction, ficlet and drabble challenge for May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='flamingnargle' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/flamingnargle/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/flamingnargle/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;flamingnargle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s Latest, almost Greatest and certainly Most Recent challenge for the purveyours, fans and people who just downright like stories about Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood. If you're still reading, that probably means you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are simple, there are no rules.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, pick a song, any song, from the list that is below the cut that's right below here. If you don't see it, look down. If you still don't see it, keep reading. If you still don't see it, you might need to have your vision checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you've picked a song, reply to this post and let everyone know what song you've picked. That way we can all look forward in anticipation to whatever it is you're going to do. Unless of course, you don't what you're going to do, in which case, well, there isn't any in that case, but just make something up and we'll be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you go away and write a story, a series of stories, a drabble, a series of drabbles, a drawing, painting, icon, etc, etc, etc, you get the point don't you? Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a deadline, how about July 31st? That's Harry's birthday and as good a date as any. If you don't like it, please feel free to ignore it. But don't think for an instant that the date will ignore you. The universe has a nasty habit of sticking it's nose into other people's business with great frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. That's all. If you have any questions, congradulations and feel free to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Beatles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Day In The Life&lt;br /&gt;A Hard Day's Night&lt;br /&gt;A Taste Of Honey&lt;br /&gt;Across The Universe&lt;br /&gt;All My Loving&lt;br /&gt;All You Need Is Love&lt;br /&gt;And I Love Her&lt;br /&gt;And Your Bird Can Sing&lt;br /&gt;Ask Me Why&lt;br /&gt;Baby You're A Rich Man&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;Being For The Benefit Of Mr.Kite&lt;br /&gt;Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird&lt;br /&gt;Can't Buy Me Love&lt;br /&gt;Carry That Weight&lt;br /&gt;Come Together&lt;br /&gt;Day Tripper&lt;br /&gt;Dear Prudence&lt;br /&gt;Dig A Pony&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Robert&lt;br /&gt;Don't Let Me DOwn&lt;br /&gt;Drive My Car&lt;br /&gt;Eight Days A Week&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor Rigby&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's Got Something To Hide Except Me and My Monkey&lt;br /&gt;Fixing A Hole&lt;br /&gt;Flying&lt;br /&gt;For No One&lt;br /&gt;For You Blue&lt;br /&gt;Free As A Bird&lt;br /&gt;From Me To You&lt;br /&gt;Get Back&lt;br /&gt;Getting Better&lt;br /&gt;Girl&lt;br /&gt;Glass Onion&lt;br /&gt;Golden Slumbers&lt;br /&gt;Good Day Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning Good Morning&lt;br /&gt;Got To Get You Into My Life&lt;br /&gt;Hello Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Help&lt;br /&gt;Helter Skelter&lt;br /&gt;Her Majesty&lt;br /&gt;Here Comes The Sun&lt;br /&gt;Here, There and Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Hey Bulldog&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;I Am The Walrus&lt;br /&gt;I Feel Fine&lt;br /&gt;I Me Mine&lt;br /&gt;I Saw Her Standing There&lt;br /&gt;I Should Have Known Better&lt;br /&gt;I Wanna Be Your Man&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Hold Your Hand&lt;br /&gt;If I Fell&lt;br /&gt;If I Needed Someone&lt;br /&gt;I'll Follow The Sun&lt;br /&gt;I'm Down&lt;br /&gt;I'm Looking Through You&lt;br /&gt;I'm Only Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;In My Life&lt;br /&gt;I've Just Seen A Face&lt;br /&gt;I've Got A Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Lady Madonna&lt;br /&gt;Let It Be&lt;br /&gt;Love Me Do&lt;br /&gt;Love You To&lt;br /&gt;Lovely Rita&lt;br /&gt;Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds&lt;br /&gt;Maggie Mae&lt;br /&gt;Magical Mystery Tour&lt;br /&gt;Martha My Dear&lt;br /&gt;Mean Mr.Mustard&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Mother Nature's Son&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Moonlight&lt;br /&gt;No Reply&lt;br /&gt;Norwegian Wood&lt;br /&gt;Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da&lt;br /&gt;Octopus's Garden&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Darling&lt;br /&gt;Old Brown Shoe&lt;br /&gt;One After 909&lt;br /&gt;Only A Northern Song&lt;br /&gt;Paperback Writer&lt;br /&gt;Penny Lane&lt;br /&gt;Please Please Me&lt;br /&gt;PS I Love You&lt;br /&gt;Real Love&lt;br /&gt;Revolution&lt;br /&gt;Rocky Racoon&lt;br /&gt;Run For Your Life&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Sadie&lt;br /&gt;Sgt.Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band&lt;br /&gt;She Came In Through The Bathroom Window&lt;br /&gt;She Said She Said&lt;br /&gt;She's A Woman&lt;br /&gt;She's Leaving Home&lt;br /&gt;Something&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields Forever&lt;br /&gt;Sun King&lt;br /&gt;Taxman&lt;br /&gt;Tell Me What You See&lt;br /&gt;Tell Me Why&lt;br /&gt;That Means A Lot&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;The Fool On The Hill&lt;br /&gt;The Inner Light&lt;br /&gt;The Night Before&lt;br /&gt;There's A Place&lt;br /&gt;Things We Said Today&lt;br /&gt;Think For Yourself&lt;br /&gt;Ticket To Ride&lt;br /&gt;To Know Her Is To Love Her&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow Never Knows&lt;br /&gt;Two Of Us&lt;br /&gt;We Can Work It Out&lt;br /&gt;When I'm Sixty-Four&lt;br /&gt;While My Guitar Gently Weeps&lt;br /&gt;Why Don't We Do It In The Road&lt;br /&gt;With A Little Help From My Friends&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Submarine&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;You Never Give Me Your Money&lt;br /&gt;You Won't See Me&lt;br /&gt;Your Mother Should Know&lt;br /&gt;You're Going To Lose That Girl&lt;br /&gt;You've Got To Hide Your Love Away&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:100197</id>
    <author>
      <name>The Flaming Nargles Librarian</name>
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    <title>How Not to Get Bee Stung by pettybureaucrat (NC-17—Quasi-Nargle Fic)</title>
    <published>2008-04-13T19:52:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-13T19:52:07Z</updated>
    <category term="quasi-h/g/l"/>
    <category term="fic recs"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here is an adult-oriented fic by our own &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='pettybureaucrat' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://pettybureaucrat.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://pettybureaucrat.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;pettybureaucrat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I think it qualifies as H/G/L/+... In any case, it certainly qualifies! :-)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;This was pubbed over the TQP as part of their 'Birds and the Bees' Challenge.  I hope you find it amusing.  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; Title: How Not to Bee Stung&lt;br /&gt; Rating: &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;NC-17&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Words: ~8500&lt;br /&gt; Parings:  Harry/Ginny, guest appearances by Hermione and Luna&lt;br /&gt; Warnings:  Strong sexual content, conspiracy&lt;br /&gt; Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and locations are the property of JK Rowling. This is a work of adult fiction and is not intended to condone or promote the activities depicted herein. All 'participants' are of age.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pettybureaucrat.livejournal.com/23694.html#cutid1"&gt;Bee Stung&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flamingnargle:99881</id>
    <author>
      <name>The Flaming Nargles Librarian</name>
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    <lj:poster user="hgl_librarian"/>
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    <title>Water Music by lunalovepotter (NC-17—Quasi-Nargle FIc)</title>
    <published>2008-04-13T19:35:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-13T19:35:39Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;So, a couple of weeks back, I shared &lt;a href="http://asylums.insanejournal.com/hp_springsmut/28191.html"&gt;a very hot (NWS) H/G/L image&lt;/a&gt; drawn by &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ericahpfa' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ericahpfa.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ericahpfa.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ericahpfa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; as an &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='hp_springsmut' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/hp_springsmut/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/hp_springsmut/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;hp_springsmut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; exchange gift for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='lunalovepotter' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lunalovepotter.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://lunalovepotter.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lunalovepotter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; , and mentioned that LLP is a wonderful Harry/Ginny writer, and was once a lovely Harry/Luna writer. Well, she can now close the circle. :-)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/2123.html#cutid1"&gt;Water Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='lunalovepotter' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lunalovepotter.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://lunalovepotter.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lunalovepotter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Harry/Ginny; Luna/Ginny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;NC-17&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;  Sequel to "&lt;a href="http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/1171.html"&gt;Battle of the Sexes&lt;/a&gt;". While in bed with Harry, Ginny recounts the night she spent with Luna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Thanks as always to &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='the_vixxmeister' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://the-vixxmeister.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://the-vixxmeister.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;the_vixxmeister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/2123.html#cutid1"&gt;Water Music&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is a wonderful sexplay/memory fic; the contrast between the Ginny/Harry and Ginny/Luna relationships is quite wonderful. The characters are both very much the ones we know from the books and refreshingly original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous fic in the series, &lt;a href="http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/1171.html"&gt;Battle of the Sexes&lt;/a&gt;, is also wonderful—an edgy, sexy Ginny/Cho, Ginny/Harry steamer (also &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;NC-17&lt;/font&gt;); I'm hoping she'll explore this ficverse further—with true H/G/L, perhaps? (One can always hope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fics are on her LJ for her more... non-vanilla fics, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='llp_twisted' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://llp-twisted.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;llp_twisted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. To read, you &lt;b&gt;must be over 18, and must friend and be friended&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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      <name>Dellaran</name>
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    <title>An apology, a question, a recommendation, and a decapitation</title>
    <published>2008-04-12T23:04:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T23:04:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;The apology&lt;/u&gt;: I took prompt #39 ("Those we love never leave us") in the "Flame On III" challenge, and I still owe a fic in response to it. Unfortunately, because I'm a horrible slacker, I didn't work on it before crunch time started at work and at school, and now I'm probably going to be a couple weeks later with my response. So, I apologize, and I'll post as soon as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The question&lt;/u&gt;: My fic will probably be rated "Mature" or "Adult Only". Are there any special rules for posting that level of content here in the community, beyond the basic courtesies of labeling it and putting it behind a cut tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The recommendation&lt;/u&gt;: Incidentally, if you want to see a &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; author working with the prompt I chose, be sure to check out &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='antoshevu' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://antoshevu.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://antoshevu.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;antoshevu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s work in progress &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/flamingnargle/98963.html"&gt;Third Person, Singular&lt;/a&gt;. It looks like it's going to be fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The decapitation&lt;/u&gt;: Just a teaser quote from my fic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When Harry reappeared in the kitchen, he was reassured to see Luna sitting calmly next to Ginny, holding her hand. Reassured, that is, as much it is possible to be reassured by the sight of one's lover sitting next to the headless body of one's wife.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <title>Something Ever After (Part the Last)</title>
    <published>2008-04-09T22:18:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-24T13:29:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Something Ever After&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; dragyn_42&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part:&lt;/b&gt; 3/3&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; ~4580&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Challenge/Subject:&lt;/b&gt; Flame On III prompt 4: Voldemort has finally been defeated. Ginny and Harry finally have a chance to be alone. Until Luna visits.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;Snapshots in time... Here&amp;rsquo;s the last part as we follow Harry, Ginny, and Luna from their little barnight escapade to the epilogue.  This was my favorite part to write :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;a/n:&lt;/b&gt; I know I said that I wrote the epilogue before the family trees came out, but once they did, I felt it necessary to include parts of them in this final chapter, as well as make a minor change to my epilogue. I hope it makes you all smile :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part III&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Harry awoke the next morning, the first thing he was aware of was the drum-set inside his head. He figured he wasn&amp;rsquo;t the only one when he heard Ginny moan beside him. Then he heard Luna groan from his other side and his eyes shot open as the previous night came back to him in a rush. Unfortunately, opening his eyes proved to be the wrong course of action, and he cried out in pain as the sunlight streaming in through Ginny&amp;rsquo;s bedroom window stabbed into his eyes with all the force of a &lt;i&gt;Cruciatus&lt;/i&gt;, squeezing his eyes back shut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ow, don&amp;rsquo;t yell. My head hurts,&amp;rdquo; groaned Ginny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Unghh. Oooohhh,&amp;rdquo; agreed Luna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Luna?&amp;rdquo; asked Ginny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hmm... ow,&amp;rdquo; responded Luna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Luna, why are you in my bed? What happened?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Was it closer than my bed?&amp;rdquo; came the mumbled reply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By this point, Harry had managed to squint his eyes open, and the first thing he was able to make out was Ginny&amp;rsquo;s nightstand, on which were three extremely blurry phials of a purplish looking potion. It took several moments for the realization to penetrate his hangover addled mind, but once the implications set in, he groaned once more and said, &amp;ldquo;That can&amp;rsquo;t be good.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; asked Ginny, obviously refraining from speaking as much as possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;There are three phials on your nightstand. Do you know what potion is purple?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, how nice,&amp;rdquo; mumbled Luna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Three?&amp;rdquo; asked Ginny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Three,&amp;rdquo; Harry confirmed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Never leaving,&amp;rdquo; decided Ginny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The three of them did their best to fall back asleep, postponing the inevitable, but there was a tapping at the bedroom door. The fact that it was a tapping and not a knocking was lost on none of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Go &amp;lsquo;way,&amp;rdquo; said Ginny as loud as she was willing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Okay, you three, you really need to get up. I don&amp;rsquo;t want you sleeping the day away,&amp;rdquo; came the calm, soothing voice of Molly Weasley through the door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ungh,&amp;rdquo; was Ginny&amp;rsquo;s response.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come on now. That potion should help. It always worked for Bill and Charlie. I&amp;rsquo;ll have breakfast ready soon.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When nothing else was forthcoming from the other side of the door, Harry painfully squinted back at the potions. He made to reach for one, but quickly discovered that Ginny was lying on his arm. He tried to shift, but found Luna on his other arm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um, girls?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hmmm?&amp;rdquo; came the response in stereo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can&amp;rsquo;t move.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was an odd shifting of pressure, and he realized that Ginny was moving and that his arm was asleep. There were some rustling noises, then the sound of glass bumping something, and then he heard Ginny swallow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, wow. That&amp;rsquo;s better,&amp;rdquo; she said after a moment. &amp;ldquo;Open.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Through his squinted, blurry vision, Harry made out Ginny&amp;rsquo;s face over his, and what looked like her hand and one of the phials. He opened his mouth and Ginny poured the potion in. Harry noticed that it was relatively flavourless, something that went against most of his previous potions experiences, and then he swallowed. Within a few seconds, the drums in his head faded away to nearly non-existent, and the sun lost all of its Unforgivable brightness, becoming once more simply the early morning sun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wow.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, I know.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ungh. Loud.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh! Sorry, Luna,&amp;rdquo; said Ginny. Harry winced when Ginny bumped into his now tingling arm to reach over him and give Luna her potions. Moments later, Luna sighed. &amp;ldquo;Well, I guess now that we&amp;rsquo;re up, we should go down and face the music.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, is there going to be music? I like the Nattering Nundus. They don&amp;rsquo;t get much airtime on the Wireless,&amp;rdquo; said Luna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s a phrase, Luna,&amp;rdquo; said a bewildered Harry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;It means everyone is going to have something to say and we probably won&amp;rsquo;t like it, but we&amp;rsquo;ll have to listen to it,&amp;rdquo; clarified Ginny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Isn&amp;rsquo;t that odd. I&amp;rsquo;ve always liked music. Why would you call something you didn&amp;rsquo;t like the name of something you do like?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;The table was loaded down with food when the trio of friends made their way into the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley was at the sink scrubbing some pans. She turned when she heard them enter and smiled at them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Feeling better?&amp;rdquo; At their nods, she continued, &amp;ldquo;Good! Now eat your breakfast.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luna promptly sat at the table, though she seemed to be looking at the corner where two of the walls met the ceiling. She grabbed some eggs and bacon and started eating. Meanwhile, Harry and Ginny were a little slower reacting. &amp;ldquo;Er, Mum?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ginny, I won&amp;rsquo;t ask. I&amp;rsquo;ve given each of your brothers a pass the first time they did something alcohol induced, and I&amp;rsquo;m not going to treat you any differently. It was about time you all... &amp;lsquo;blew off some steam&amp;rsquo; I think the phrase is?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;But, the, um... the potions...&amp;rdquo; stuttered a confused Ginny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, when the three of you came home last night, you were loud enough to wake the whole house. Luckily, only your father and myself were here, but we couldn&amp;rsquo;t get the three of you up even the one flight of stairs. We were debating leaving you in the living room when Kreacher showed up.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh,&amp;rdquo; muttered Ginny, finally understanding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harry and Ginny both joined Luna in eating breakfast. They chatted a bit over their food, studiously avoiding any mention of the previous night&amp;rsquo;s activities. Mrs. Weasley cleared away their dishes as they finished eating and then disappeared elsewhere into the house. Harry was just getting ready to talk about what happened when Luna stood up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I need to go check in with Daddy. I didn&amp;rsquo;t tell him I wasn&amp;rsquo;t coming home last night. I don&amp;rsquo;t want him to think the Glulping Plimpies got to me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Did you talk with him yesterday, Luna?&amp;rdquo; asked Ginny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was a moment as Luna&amp;rsquo;s eyes slowly refocused from somewhere over Ginny&amp;rsquo;s shoulder to meet her face, and then she said with complete earnestness, &amp;ldquo;Yes, we did. Thank you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both Harry and Ginny smiled at her as she left. Once she was gone, though, their smiles slipped a little.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;About last...&amp;rdquo; started Harry at the same time that Ginny said, &amp;ldquo;I want...&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They tittered nervously when Ginny finally said, &amp;ldquo;Screw this,&amp;rdquo; and grabbed Harry behind the head, pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When they parted, Harry stared Ginny in her eyes, noticing that they were darker than usual &amp;ndash; which was normal after they shared an intimate kiss. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;For what?&amp;rdquo; asked Ginny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;For last night. We shouldn&amp;rsquo;t have... &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; shouldn&amp;rsquo;t ha--&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Harry. We both did it, and it doesn&amp;rsquo;t matter.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;It... what?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Like I said yesterday, I could see myself with her if you weren&amp;rsquo;t here. But you are and &amp;ndash; I want you to know this absolutely, love &amp;ndash; &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; will come between you and I. I won&amp;rsquo;t allow it to happen again.&amp;rdquo; Harry loved the determined look on Ginny&amp;rsquo;s face. &amp;ldquo;No more secrets, Harry. We both knew about it, we were both there when it happened. You did nothing wrong.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The smile reappeared on Harry&amp;rsquo;s face and he said, &amp;ldquo;I love you,&amp;rdquo; before grabbing her back into another kiss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t believe this is going to be my last time here like this,&amp;rdquo; Harry was saying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;But it was worth it, wasn&amp;rsquo;t it?&amp;rdquo; asked Ginny with her arm around his waist, snuggling into his arm around her shoulders. &amp;ldquo;I mean, for the first time ever, you had a normal school year, no deadly threats, no one trying to kill you. Wasn&amp;rsquo;t it fun?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;It felt good, it really did. And Quidditch was... It was great to be back up there. I could do without having to take the NEWTs again, though.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harry, Ginny, Luna and Hermione were getting off the Hogwarts Express onto platform 9&amp;frac34;, laughing at Harry&amp;rsquo;s comment. They had no sooner put both feet onto the platform when they were engulfed, all of them as one, into a hug by Mrs. Weasley. As she released them, George and Ron took her place, hugging the girls and slapping Harry on the back. Ron also offered Hermione a kiss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Welcome back, we missed you all,&amp;rdquo; said Ron.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;We talked all the time, Ron! Not to mention you were &lt;i&gt;at&lt;/i&gt; Hogwarts two weeks ago for the NEWTs,&amp;rdquo; said Hermione.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know, but I missed you anyway,&amp;rdquo; he smiled at her. &amp;ldquo;And by the way, thank you. I don&amp;rsquo;t think I could have passed them without you, even if I had joined you for the rest of the year. But George really needed my help.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;And how are you, George?&amp;rdquo; asked Luna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;George turned back from Hermione to look at Luna. It did not escape his notice that while Ginny was burrowed into Harry&amp;rsquo;s side &amp;ndash; not all that surprising, really &amp;ndash; Luna had her arm around Ginny&amp;rsquo;s waist and was leaning into her more closely than might normally be considered appropriate. He took a quick glance around and saw that his mother also had taken note of the trio, but that she was pointedly not paying it much attention. Hermione acted like nothing was going on, which told George that either she didn&amp;rsquo;t notice, or that their closeness had become commonplace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m doing better, really. Cleaning up the store, getting things back together, selling the things we created together,&amp;rdquo; his voice nearly imperceptibly hitched, &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s what Fred would have wanted. It lets me feel like he&amp;rsquo;s still here, though I know he isn&amp;rsquo;t.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s good. The happy feelings will let the Nargles in and they&amp;rsquo;ll help keep the bad feelings away.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;George laughed. I was a laugh much different than the ones he gave before they left for school, and was much more like the ones he gave before, well, everything. &amp;ldquo;I think you&amp;rsquo;re right, Luna. I think you&amp;rsquo;re right. But even if they do, they better not expect any free products!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone laughed on their way off the platform and out of King&amp;rsquo;s Cross Station. They didn&amp;rsquo;t have to worry about their trunks, Harry had make arrangements with Kreacher to have them delivered. Mrs. Weasley grilled the recently graduated students about their last term at Hogwarts while George and Ron constantly interspersed stories from their store. They were extremely interested when the quartet&amp;rsquo;s stories involved students using WWW products.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They had arrived at the Leaky Cauldron and everyone but George and Harry had already made their way through the Floo to the Burrow, except for Luna who had gone to her father&amp;rsquo;s house. Before Harry could through toss his Floo Powder, though, George caught his hand, &amp;ldquo;Wait a moment, Harry.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harry looked at George, noting the &amp;lsquo;protective brother&amp;rsquo; on his face. He looked at the boy he had come to know well in confusion, &amp;ldquo;George?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;You and Ginny are still...?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course. Why would you think otherwise?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I was just... I don&amp;rsquo;t... Harry, is there anything between you and Luna?&amp;rdquo; George finally got out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;re really good friends. Maybe a bit closer since the summer. Why?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know, she just seemed a bit closer to you and Ginny on the platform. I... I don&amp;rsquo;t know. I just don&amp;rsquo;t want Ginny hurt again, I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harry nodded at George. &amp;ldquo;Neither do I. We&amp;rsquo;re fine, really,&amp;rdquo; he finished with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Alright then.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When they finally appeared in the living room at the Burrow, Ginny stepped forward to brush soot off of Harry, and then wrapped her arm around him to lead him up to her room. A quick glance showed that Mrs. Weasley was already in the kitchen and that Ron and Hermione were not in site &amp;ndash; it wasn&amp;rsquo;t hard to figure out where they were for their first time together in two weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As she lead her boyfriend up the stairs, George called from behind them, &amp;ldquo;Ginny, are you happy?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She turned toward her brother, confusion evident on her face. But her smile spoke more than her simple answer to her brother: &amp;ldquo;Yes.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harry looked up from the sofa when he heard the front door close. Ron and Hermione were upstairs, as was Luna, and only one other person could enter Grimmauld place without an invitation. His face lit up into a smile when his fianc&amp;eacute;e entered the living room in her Quidditch robes, dripping mud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hermione is going to throw a fit. You&amp;rsquo;re making more work for Kreacher with all that mud,&amp;rdquo; he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;She&amp;rsquo;ll deal with it. It&amp;rsquo;s not like they&amp;rsquo;re going to be here much longer anyway. I think they may have finally settled on a flat in London, near the Ministry.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah,&amp;rdquo; breathed Harry. Ginny was now standing over him, so he grabbed her by her muddy robes and pulled her down on top of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Everything is getting muddy,&amp;rdquo; she murmured into him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;rsquo;Sokay, Kreacher complained that Hermione wasn&amp;rsquo;t letting him work enough.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mmmm,&amp;rdquo; she vocalized before loosing herself in her intended. They spent quite a while on the sofa, enjoying each other and making a mess. Eventually, as they calmed down a bit, she said, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;For what?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I told you I was going to meet you for dinner. But practice ran late.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I figured. I was a bit late, myself. Robards wanted me to finish up some paperwork on a case from earlier this week. I ran i