#hogwarts365

Draco’s first inkling that something was amiss occurred during breakfast in the Great Hall, when he told Greg that his habit of eating two kippers every morning left him feeling entirely disgusted.

Draco didn’t know where the words had come from. They had flown out of his mouth, speedy as a broomstick, rude and ill-bred. Mother would have been quite ashamed of him.

One year ago, I decided to set up a challenge for myself for the new year. I was to write one drabble a week for the entire year, forcing myself to commit to weekly deadlines, word limits, and prompts in a way that intimidated me more than I’d ever be willing to admit.

The drabbles were to be based on the @hogwarts365 weekly drabble challenge, giving me three prompts each week (of which I was required to use at least one) plus the very flexible word limit of “EXACTLY 365 words" (their capitalisation, not mine). I also decided to combine this with the weekly drabble prompts provided by the FB fanfic writers’ group The Pen15 is Mightier.

Additionally, to make it more interesting, I wanted all the drabbles to be connected, telling the story of a long-term relationship through short glimpses over a span of several years, or even decades.

As I am an avid planner and plotter, I was absolutely terrified to dive in without knowing what was about to happen in the story, to be so totally in the hands of the upcoming prompts.

But I managed, and today I completed the challenge by posting the final drabble in the series.

It has been an amazing journey for me and my creative writing, and I'm ridiculously proud of having completed it. I had high hopes for it as I started it, and yet I've managed to exceed all my expectations. Every single one of these drabbles is so precious to me, and the story they tell when read together is the perfect mix of what I love most; pining, UST, slow burn, romance, banter, humour, cute kids, angst, fluff, smut, flirting, and a very happy ending.

If you haven’t read it already, or just read the occasional drabble here and there, I’d be delighted if you wanted to check it out: 

The pregnancy hormones running through his body were making him anxious, queasy and a little sad. Draco got out of puff walking up the stairs, his favourite pudding turned his stomach and even apparition was out of the question.

“I could floo over to Xenophilius Lovegood?” Harry suggested, coming over to sit beside his beloved. Draco was leafing distractedly through a Potions journal, his other hand resting lightly on the swell of his belly. “Ask him to make up some of that plum and cherry tea that Luna recommended? It was the only thing she could stomach when she was expecting Lorcan and Lysander.”

Welcome to @hogwarts365! We hope you’ll share some awesome words with us! Prompt # 361 — There are three prompts provided. Pick any, pick all, mix them up, keep it slashy!

Keep it 365 words! ♥   

1. Legilimens 2. Acromantula 3. Karkus

Any rating, any genre. SLASH or Femmeslash. Mix it with other prompts from other communities if you have to!

James Sirius/Teddy - it’s time they told the truth.

also here on ao3.

“We should plan, y’know, in advance.” James is a ball of nervous energy, his knee bouncing incessantly, his fingers tugging at a loose string at the rip of his jeans. “What we’re going to say, y’know.” Teddy wants to throw up, he can feel it, his stomach rolling, he can’t say anything for fear of vomiting everywhere.

That will go down well. Hi, Ginny, Harry, thanks for raising me as one of your own children all these years, to repay that debt, I’m going to shag your eldest son, have been for six months now actually, turns out he can keep his mouth shut, thanks, bye, oh no, I’ve vomited all over your nice rug.

“I think we should just be honest, y’know.” And Teddy loves James, he really does, but if he hears y’know one more time, he’s going to scream. Scream, vomit, next stop, St Mungos. “Just, get it out there and tell them we’re together, y-”

“Yes.” Teddy grabs at James’ hand, hopes it’s soothing, hopes that his panic isn’t radiating off of him. For twenty-six years he’s heard how brave his parents were, and he can’t even do this. “We’ll just say, we’ve thought about seriously, we’re not making rash decisions, and, and, and-”

“And we’re adults.” There’s that set to James’ face, the patented Potter look of determination, so utterly Gryffindor. “We’re adults, and I love you, and I’m tired of secrets.” His knees are still bouncing, but he’s rubbing his thumb across Teddy’s knuckles, his cheeks flushed the way he gets whenever they dare discuss emotion.

“I’m sure it won’t be that bad.” And it won’t, probably, it’s been ages since Harry had any uncontrolled magic instances, and Ginny’s trying not to act like her mum these days, and Lily and Al will be there, so surely they won’t react too badly with witnesses. James is nodding, looking a bit mental, his head bouncing in time with his knee. “Adults.” It sounds weak but it’s the best he can manage around the desperate need to puke.

for @hogwarts365 prompt: rotation / find on ao3

rating: t pairing: Remus Lupin/Sirius Black warnings: swearing, semi canon character death? (it’s a non-magical au but james and lily are still dead) word count: 365 summary: Sirius starts his rotation at the same hospital Remus works at. notes: I don’t know that much about med school or clerkships/rotations but hopefully my portrayal isn’t too inaccurate since I did do some research.