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Hogwarts: 365 Prompts
Prompt - Faith
Hogwarts: Writing Club
Love in Motion - Femslash: Hannah/Susan
Showtime - 13. As Long As He Needs Me - (dialogue) "Cross my heart."
Em's Emporium - Genre: (young adult) Write about the trio era.
Hogwarts: April Auction
Day 3, Auction 4 - Dialogue: "Can you keep a secret?"
HPFC: Character Diversity Bootcamp
Character - Hannah, Prompt - Merciful
HPFC: Pairing Diversity Bootcamp
HannahSusan, Prompt - Trade
HPFC: Slash/Femslash Bootcamp
Prompt - Numerous
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Little Bit Smaller
Pairing: Hannah/Susan
Susan had lost a lot of faith since the second war. How could she not? Her last remaining family member was dead. She had no one. Peace might have been fought for and won, but it seemed small in comparison to the gaping hole in her heart.
Sometimes, in fact, there were times more numerous than she'd like to admit, in the dark recesses of her mind, she thought it would have been more merciful to have died in the war, so she wouldn't know such loneliness. She'd trade almost anything to have her Aunt Amelia back.
Alas, she wasn't granted death, so she had to learn how to live without any blood family.
Thankfully, she had Hannah. The other Hufflepuff girl was the only one who knew Susan's sometime dark thoughts.
One day when she was feeling particularly morose, she looked over at Hannah who was busy scribbling in her journal. "Can you keep a secret?"
There had been silence for so long that Susan's sudden question caused Hannah to jump. "Of course. "Cross my heart and hope to die."
Susan scrunched her nose, but after spending so much time with Hannah, she knew what the Muggle saying meant. "Sometimes, I feel like giving up."
Hannah's eyes softened. "Susan, that's no secret. Everyone else might be oblivious to your pain, but I'm not."
Susan stretched from where she had been lounging on the futon. "Frankly, I don't know what I'd do without you. I think you're the reason I still have my sanity."
Hannah leaned closer to Susan so their shoulders brushed. "Well, the feeling is completely mutual."
Susan's breathed picked up and she felt herself leaning even closer to the other girl. She had always thought Hannah was pretty and suddenly, she very much wondered what her lips tasted yet. She was afraid to make one last move to bridge the gap, though.
Thankfully, Hannah had a little bit of Gryffindor in her and had no such qualms. When Hannah closed the distance, sealing their lips together, Susan closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of apples wafting up her nose.
This didn't make the gaping hole in her heart go away, but maybe with Hannah's help, it could get just a little bit smaller.
Parvati stared at Lavender in anger. "You are not breaking up with me!"
The blonde princess sighed, looking around the magically repaired Room of Requirements. "It's for the best."
Her indifferent calmness only riled Parvati's emotions up even more. "That's impossible. Nothing this painful could be for the best."
Lavender bit her bottom lip and finally faced her girlfriend of almost two years. "I killed in that battle. You were safe with your parents, away from everything. That darkness didn't touch you. You belong in the light." She self-consciously fingered the scars that marred her face. "I don't belong in the light any longer."
Parvati's shoulders slumped. "I wasn't untouched by the war. I was there when they invaded Hogwarts when Dumbledore died. I saw Greyback attack you. I fought that night. And I wanted to be there for the final battle, but my parents threatened to lock me up if I didn't obey their orders. Padma too."
"I'm not blaming you, but we're different people now. We're not like we were when we fell in love. We changed."
Parvati's heart thumped painfully beneath her breastbone. "I don't care if we changed. I haven't stopped loving you."
Lavender took a step back and crossed her arms defensively over her chest. "Parvati, we don't fit anymore. It's over. I'm sorry." And then she fled.
Parvati fell to her knees, her heart breaking at the finality of Lavender's words. They couldn't be over. They've been through so much together. How could Lavender just walk away?
She crawled over to the couch she had wished for when she created the room. She had hoped that she and Lavender would be having some secret sexy time together. And now, she laid on the furniture, her tears soaking the cushion as her soul crumbled to tiny little pieces.
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