Pairing: Hermione Granger/Pansy Parkinson
Rating: T
WC: 50
*****
Peeves made her do it.
How else can Hermione explain the panicked fumble as she shoves Pansy into the nearest broom closet, mid-argument?
Pansy is infuriating, the way her perfume fills the space, the way her body feels pressed against Hermione as their continued fight descends into harsh, biting kisses.
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Starting April 8 this blog will post a daily microfic prompt to inspire microfics for any and all sapphic HP ship!
The concept is very simple: every day, there'll be a new prompt, and you can use it in any way you want to write a small fic about a femslash pairing of your choice. You can write for the current day's prompt, or any of the older ones, as long as you say which prompt you used in your post.
When you post your fic, just tag this blog in the post and I'll reblog it to this blog!
The prompt list (we're currently on May) is available here. When you've written something that you'd like to archive on AO3, there's a collection for that too! The rules are available right here, but they're basically summed up by "as long as it's HP related and it's femslash/sapphic content, you're good".
This blog is run by @siriusly-sapphic and very very glad to have @hpsaffics' support! I'm looking forward to seeing the short fics people come up with!
(Very much inspired by seeing @wolfstarmicrofic and @jilymicrofics and thinking I want something like that for the sapphics)
After a solid month and a half I am finally starting to recover from comic con. What's that mean? Finally having uploaded all the hundred of little micro fic chapters for @microficmay 😅😅😅 so many 50 little words..... so many. It's what I get for doing 9 full sets of 31....
Harry Potter Microfic May 2023 Masterpost! ⬇️⬇️
Be Like Animals - Werewolf AU - Ron Weasley/Blaise Zabini
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Shake Off The Loss - Voldemort Won AU - Dean Thomas/Seamus Finnigan
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Nobody Is Above You - No Voldemort AU - Severus Snape/Remus Lupin
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Beat Me Down For You - No Voldemort AU - Bill Weasley/Cormac McLaggen
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Beautiful, Tragic and Gone - Voldemort Won AU - Pansy Parkinson/Percy Weasley
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Let The Sunset Take Control - No Voldemort AU - Ginny Weasley/Draco Malloy
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Seer of My Soul - Post Battle of Hogwarts - Pansy Parkinson/Luna Lovegood
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
A Veela’s Touch- Post Battle of Hogwarts- Hermione Granger/Fleur Delacour
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Proud As An Eagle’s Scream - Post First Battle with Voldemort - Minevra McGonagall/Poppy Pomphrey
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Narcissa stood in front of a burning Malfoy manor and watched gleefully the hated place come down. In her arms little Draco stirred in unrest, probably sensing the smoke and heat. She quickly cast a spell warding both off and continued watching, hidden from sight in the orchard. After some time she turned and apparated to the agreed spot where Ariadne already waited for her, little Blaise in a sling on her back. A passionate kiss, a crack and both mothers were gone, finally together.
Her lips were softer than she thought they’d be, considering how wild the woman attached to them is.
She tasted of cinnamon and something decidedly smokey. Hermione was hooked after the first taste.
Bellatrix couldn’t believe the girl would be so brave as to kiss her, although she probably should’ve. The girl was Gryffindor’s Golden Girl after all.
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Prompts will be written out at the bottom of this post!
New upcoming prompts for our HP Sapphic Microfics!
Just like for April, these prompts can be taken and interpreted every which way you want. You do not have to stick with what might be the most straightforward association, and every individual prompt post will include a few suggestions to get you started.
All these prompts can be combined with other events (as long as they also allow you to combine prompts), such as @microficmay, @sapphicmarauding and @hp-flowers.
You are still allowed to write for any of April's prompts, too!
The rules for this event can be found here, the previously submitted fics are all here and in this collection on AO3, and if you want to search them by ship you can do so here!
Sapphic Microfics is hosted by @hpsaffics, whose discord server holds a specific channel where these prompts and the incoming fics are excitedly discussed, so if you're looking for people to talk about these and the rest of April's prompts with, check them out! (The server is 18+, keep that in mind!)
Poppy’s been dreading this ever since Minerva meant something to her.
“Quidditch should be bloody banned,” Poppy bites out, hands trembling as she wraps bandage after bandage around Minerva’s bloody scalp.
Minerva’s fingers catch hers, stilling them, and they’re too damn cold.
“It’s alright, Poppy. You’ll take care of me.”
Pairing: Nymphadora Tonks/Fleur Delacour
Rating: T
WC: 50
*****
“Don’t marry him!”
Molly wished it.
Ginny grumbled it under her breath.
Brothers thought it with envious eyes.
But Tonks was the one who said it, breath held as she waited for a reply.
“Give me a reason,” Fleur answered.
Tonks pressed a thousand of them into her answering kiss.