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Title: Days like this
Author/Artist:
ravenclawsquill
Prompt: # 13 - The Slytherin common room is always quiet on days and nights when there are storms raging overhead
Pairing(s): Pansy Parkinson / Millicent Bulstrode
Word Count: 3,171
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): Explicit sexual content, brief reference to homophobia
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: This fic was written as part of HP Drizzle 2019, for Prompt #13: The Slytherin common room is always quiet on days and nights when there are storms raging overhead.
I’d like to say a huge thank you to my beta, Pauraque, for his excellent suggestions, all of which made this fic significantly better.
I also want to tip my hat to Writcraft for their portrayal of Millie in Independent Love Song. It’s a wonderful fic and is entirely responsible for my headcanon of Millie as a talented butch tailor. I urge you to check it out if you haven’t already.
Finally, thank you to our wonderful mod for all her time and effort spent running this fantastically diverse fest.
Summary: Pansy had heard the others talking about Millie's new style, claiming they'd always known she was a dyke, but Pansy was increasingly at a loss as to why that was a bad thing.
It wasn't that Millie looked pretty – she didn't – but she certainly wasn't plain any more: she was striking.
(Days like this)
Author/Artist:
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Prompt: # 13 - The Slytherin common room is always quiet on days and nights when there are storms raging overhead
Pairing(s): Pansy Parkinson / Millicent Bulstrode
Word Count: 3,171
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): Explicit sexual content, brief reference to homophobia
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: This fic was written as part of HP Drizzle 2019, for Prompt #13: The Slytherin common room is always quiet on days and nights when there are storms raging overhead.
I’d like to say a huge thank you to my beta, Pauraque, for his excellent suggestions, all of which made this fic significantly better.
I also want to tip my hat to Writcraft for their portrayal of Millie in Independent Love Song. It’s a wonderful fic and is entirely responsible for my headcanon of Millie as a talented butch tailor. I urge you to check it out if you haven’t already.
Finally, thank you to our wonderful mod for all her time and effort spent running this fantastically diverse fest.
Summary: Pansy had heard the others talking about Millie's new style, claiming they'd always known she was a dyke, but Pansy was increasingly at a loss as to why that was a bad thing.
It wasn't that Millie looked pretty – she didn't – but she certainly wasn't plain any more: she was striking.
(Days like this)