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Day 1- Fic #1

Title: You're being Watched

Characters/Pairing: OFC/OMC, Moaning Myrtle

Word Count: 424 words.

Rating: pg-13? (I think it doesn't need to be higher- the most explicit thing is the mention of "bum")

Warnings: Voyeurism, underage sex?

Challenge-- Day 1: Prompt:Adore, art / "Come on... nobody has to know."/ Kink: voyeurism

Author's Notes: These are OCs. no one from canon. The PoV is supposed to be from the peeping-tom character's POV- but in such a way that you're not suppose to know till the end? hope it worked out. This is un-beta'd.

She watched him whisper the password "Vanilla Freshness" and they slid inside the prefect bathroom. Him shedding his clothes faster than her. He had such strong shoulders...

"Rick, I don't know if we should be here... I mean I'm not a prefect or in the Quidditch team..."

"don't worry, we're alone. I checked. You're not telling, I'm not telling... Come on, nobody has to know"

"I don't know..."

"Don't worry Libby, you're with me. And lucky for both of us, I am a prefect so no risk of losing points. It'll be fun" He said unbuttoning his trousers.

"Well if you're sure" She said, loosening up her hair tie and her abundant curls cascaded around her neck.

He whistled at her "You look like a piece of Art, Libs"

"You're just saying that because I'm getting naked for you"

"No, really. You look even better than the mermaid on the stainglass over there"

"You really know what to say to make me adore you, Rick Campbell"

Their clothes were shed completely now, and she got a lovely eyeful of his long,sturdy legs and firm bum.
She saw magic slide through the air as the faucets burst open, creating an explosion of foggy rainbows, colorful bubbles and a sea of bath foam; that obscure the two young bodies who seem to try to blend into each other. They were pressed hard against the tub, with water and soapsuds washing down their backs.

"Oh, Rick..." the girl moaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling at his soft, soaked barley color hair. He leaned closer to the girl's face and she could see him living lingering kisses on her slender neck. Up close his hazel eyes seem to shift color.

They switched positions and as the girl settled herself over his legs and began kissing him down from his colarbone, his breath began to hitch up and she could see his pecs rise and fall.

He threw his head back, giving her a closer look to his mouth. She leaned in closer.
suddenly, he opened his eyes "Lib that feels brill.... AHHHHH!!!"

Rick's face was inches away from the girl's ghostly face. She reacted to his scream and being caught spying with the obvious solution- by dematerializing completely and floating away somewhere else.

"What the hell? I thought she couldn't leave the first floor!"
Libby, who had falled back at Rick's outburst, was now looking at him in confused alarm.
"Rick, what's gotten into you?"

"That broad Moaning Myrtle! She was spying on us!"

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Title: Myrtle's competition
author:

nevrafire

Characters/Pairings: OFC( Berenice Gulch), Moaning Myrtle, Nearly Headless nick, Teddy/Victoire, Al Potter/OFC.
Word Count: 738 words total
Rating: pg-13
Challenge/Prompt: May#7- Nearly Headless Nick (or another ghost of your choosing)/ kink: voyeurism

author notes: I completely made up the character of Berenice Gulch, niece of Zamira Gulch, a minor hp character I got off the lexicon, (her dad or mom a wizard/Witch, the spouse muggle or muggleborn). Berenice died in the Battle of Hogwarts and it's around the time of the rebuilding/re-opening of Hogwarts that she begins to wander around and spy on people- because she's lonely.

Myrtle quite liked the new generation of boys that had come to Hogwarts after the War. Since she hadn't seen any handsome boys become ghosts after the War, she waited patiently for Hogwarts to re-open to bring new living ones in. (Waiting hadn't been too nice thought, her bathroom had been blasted apart, and there had been a lot of debris and two of the bathroom stalls had been turned to smithereens, and people had been quite rude and insensitive in taking ages to not fix it up).

Myrtle had been gleeful to learn that handsome Harry potter have had two sons (even if myrtle didn't understood what he saw in that boring girl he married), of the two Myrtle liked the younger one best. She also quite liked the Lupin boy. He was good looking even when he wasn't transformed.

Sadly, none of them ever visited her, and they didn't got curious to try the rebuilt prefects bathroom. Myrtle moped a lot about that.
Still, she liked to catch glimpses of them through whichever watery-surface she could travel through.

On a few rare occasions she had been able to burst the sinks on the boy's bathroom, and watched with delight as the boys pulled off their shirts and to dry them out with magic, and walked out of the bathroom shirtless. This was then ruined by two of the girlfriends walking by and suggest they go somewhere private.

Myrtle hated how she couldn't reach the girl's House bathrooms for revenge.

----*-----

Today Myrtle, was planning on spying on the young Al Potter, when Nearly Headless Nick stopped by her bathroom. Myrtle didn't liked him much. He was so pompous and all about protecting the Gryffindors (which meant he had a way of blocking the Boy's bathroom in the Gryffindor Tower, and myrtle really resented him for that).

"Myrtle" he said, "I been told you been acting very improperly and have been bothering many people"

Myrtle wanted to protest saying she didn't do any harm, she was just looking at them, but Nearly Headless Nick wasn't finished.

"I been told you interrupted the youngest Mr. Potter private walk with a lady friend of his, as well barging in Mr. Lupin-Tonks picnic with Miss Weasley," he said, "I have heard as well that you been bothering people of the Slytherin and Ravenclaw Houses, You know the rules Myrtle. you're intended to stay in your bathroom or roam within your assigned areas without bothering or haunting anyone else. It would not please me to have to report your behavior to headmistress McGonagall"

Myrtle looked annoyed. She hadn't been seen by anyone and all she did was looking at the boys. but then myrtle thought of something.

"I wasn't bothering anybody. I haven't bothered anyone all week" Myrtle said, "People are saying mean things about me, when I haven't done anything"

Nick frown but seeing myrtle about to pitch one of her tantrums, his features soften. "mmm... the possibility does exist that it has not been you Myrtle, I have heard of a few errant ghosts who been wandering the castle ever since the Battle. It is possible that one of them has taken to bothering the students. I'll talk to the Headmistress. I ask you to please stay here while I make such inquiries.."

with that Nearly headless nick floated out of Myrtle's bathroom. Then Myrtle's sniffling turned to realization, then to fury.

Someone was bargaining into her territory! Someone was spying on the boys She spied!!

And myrtle didn't liked it at all.

Myrtle was all too familiar with being jealous of others. She felt it all too often seeing people around the school perform magic, or enjoy delicious Christmas dinner; she was jealous when she saw Harry get a girlfriend, or when his sons did, or when the metamorphomagus lupin did. She even was jealous of the pretty girls that paraded the hallways, or occasionally stopped in her bathroom to put lipstick on, talking about one cute boy or another- as if myrtle couldn't hear them and lament that she never got that chance.

The only thing that made her ghost existence bearable was being able to watch the boys. and Now someone was tipping them off to her kind of pastime, and doing what She did.

Whoever this ghost was, Myrtle would find it and tell it to stay away and go haunt somewhere else.

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Title: Before we Remember the grief- we live and love
author:

nevrafire
Characters/Pairing: Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley/Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter/Susan Bones,
Sirius Black/Tabitha Meadowes, Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks,
Word Count: 907 words total
Rating: pg-13
challenge/Prompt- May#1- Hogwarts House colours (red, gold, yellow, black, blue, bronze, green and silver).

Tomorrow They would all gather to remember. Tonight, they hold each in comfort. Tomorrow's anniversary would remind them of hope and new beginnings, but also lost chances, scars and nightmares.

Scars

Hermione's whole body shivers, as the cold air sneaks in through their bedroom window. She feels Ron's arms wrap around her, his fingers brushing against her bare skin, his lips leaving a trail of kisses on her neck. A smile spreads across her lips as she flips around so that she can put her arms around him, covering his mouth and neck with her own lips. He pulls away and even in the moonlight Hermione admires the blue of his loving eyes. Ron smile widens noticing her gaze, and brushing off her messy, curly chocolate brown hair off her bare shoulders, he kisses the scars. the small cut on the edge of her neck from Lestrange's blade. The fading carved hate on her forearm. Her fingers brush the skin-colored gashes on his arms.

i'll never let you go.

New Life
They fell asleep by the chimney, its warmth substance the color of her hair. Just their bodies, hers slim and his strong, covered by a blanket golden like weaven barley. Neville leans back to admire her: her skin warm and golden in the firelight, her hair brighter than the hearth's, her eyes clear and blue and her smile playful and inviting. Ginny smiles one of her smiles and draws closer to him, soft and hungry kisses over his chest. His hands graze around her small hips and pull her willingly to him as he covers her with equally passionate kisses.

Both overlooked, they have found and equal in each other and have been reborn as better, happier people.

Comfort of the light
Her mohany hair wild and soft within his hands, each other smiling face is the first thing they see, as the sunlight washes over them. Harry reaches out and caresses her cheek with his fingers, earning him a soft, tender smile, her glittering golden-brown eyes meeting his dazzling green ones as she cups his face with both hands and covers his mouth with hers. they pull each other closer, as she rests her head in his chest, their heartbeat beating as one. He brushes her hair aside, as he kisses the side of her face. Her fingers trace patterns all over him: over his face, his neck, his shoulders, his back, his chest. they smile, and laugh and kiss again.

for they made it, side by side, they made it out of hell and while resting on each other, every step of the way. they grew and changed and held on to hope and happiness and light.

and they whisper "I love you"

Second chances

The signs of prison still embeded in his arms, shadows remain under his eyes that only a long time will erase, not like the nightmares of death, pain and lose that still roam his mind. but his silver eyes still hold fire, his will for a new life getting stronger, pushing away the ghosts of his past. And he found her. Even when he thought he had lost everyone he cared about, even at the pain of missing james and lily, the guilt over the truth about regulus' fate, not knowing what happened to his one remaining friends Remus and Tonks, he had Tabitha Meadowes, who fate had brought to him when it seemed that both would be lost forever.

and he's passionate in his love as she's steady and strong in hers, her hands on his black hair, his on her bronze hair, and they hold each other through grief, perplexity of luck, and brewing happiness.

Because they lived. they survived. Even if it had been at a cost of a populated future.

They were given second chances and they planned to seize them fully, step by step. with family and friends, and each other. Tomorrow is a brand new day of the rest of their lives.

Bright future
Her hair had been yellow that day. The day he almost lost her and her him. Remus Lupin remembered that moment between life and death, where he had talked with regret about loss of a future with Harry, so that he could save them all. Even then he had been urged to stay, to live, to not give up anymore. And then he had heard the healer's voice and knew that he would pull through, but he only cared to see that Dora had too.

Now Dora's hair was in every color, as she helped dress teddy, their son, to go visit his grandmother. ruby red and gold, saphire blue and sparkling silver, emerald green and purple, and bronze and every color.

and she put her arms around him, playfully tucking at his tie, with laughter in her eyes and love in her kisses. and he kissed her paint stained fingers and kissed her neck and back, and waltz her in the spot as they kissed again and again.

Teddy would be their only one, but they had got their happy ending after all.

enjoy!