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Title: The Hogwarts Reunion Is When Everything Changes (And Torchwood Is Ready)
Author:
lilithilien
Genre: AU, Cross-over, Drama, Romance, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Other/Implied Pairings: Draco/Jack, Draco/Harry, implied past: Ianto/Lisa, Jack/OCs, Harry/OMC, Draco/OCs
Summary: They say you can't go home again. But what happens when you try?
Status: Work In Progress
Length: Multi-chapter / 6 TOTAL
Word Count: TBC
Warnings: HP: 10-years post-Hogwarts in 2008, Post-Torchwood 1x6 "Countrycide," but pre-season 2, Public sex
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Well, this fic sure as hell makes me wanna go back into the whole Harry Potter frenzy again. ^^ Unfortunately for me, I never did get into it in the first place... *tsktsk*
Anyway, it starts with Ianto being invited to attend the celebrations of 10-years of peace and prosperity. And the rest, as they say, is for us to find out! ^_________^
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The envelope waited for him at the Information Centre... The pads of his fingers tingled before he even touched it, whorls craving that hint of residual magic... His thumb, slipping under the cut to crack the seal, released just the faintest whiff of wax. If scents could be portkeys he'd have sworn this was one, transporting him back to chilly mornings in the Great Hall, to half-awake eyes after too-late study sessions, to hands raised towards airborne talons laden with mail. Missives from home, those cherished moments simultaneously magnified and soothed his homesickness, bringing a momentary hush to the Ravenclaw table.
He shook his head to empty it. Sense memories were powerful things even without magic, and he couldn't afford to get lost in them...
...You are hereby invited...
For a celebration of ten years of peace and prosperity...
Ianto nudged a knuckle into a stinging eye, stunned by a profound sense of approbation. In these words was confirmed his survival, his own and his classmates. Indeed, they spoke to the constancy of a life that he might have forsworn but that would continue on, long after he and everyone he ever knew was dead.
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R/C: Chapter links at the bottom; link to "Chapter 1" can be acquired either by clicking on the title at the top or the link at the bottom *points below*...
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | ...
Author:
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Genre: AU, Cross-over, Drama, Romance, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Other/Implied Pairings: Draco/Jack, Draco/Harry, implied past: Ianto/Lisa, Jack/OCs, Harry/OMC, Draco/OCs
Summary: They say you can't go home again. But what happens when you try?
Status: Work In Progress
Length: Multi-chapter / 6 TOTAL
Word Count: TBC
Warnings: HP: 10-years post-Hogwarts in 2008, Post-Torchwood 1x6 "Countrycide," but pre-season 2, Public sex
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Well, this fic sure as hell makes me wanna go back into the whole Harry Potter frenzy again. ^^ Unfortunately for me, I never did get into it in the first place... *tsktsk*
Anyway, it starts with Ianto being invited to attend the celebrations of 10-years of peace and prosperity. And the rest, as they say, is for us to find out! ^_________^
~*~*~*~*~
The envelope waited for him at the Information Centre... The pads of his fingers tingled before he even touched it, whorls craving that hint of residual magic... His thumb, slipping under the cut to crack the seal, released just the faintest whiff of wax. If scents could be portkeys he'd have sworn this was one, transporting him back to chilly mornings in the Great Hall, to half-awake eyes after too-late study sessions, to hands raised towards airborne talons laden with mail. Missives from home, those cherished moments simultaneously magnified and soothed his homesickness, bringing a momentary hush to the Ravenclaw table.
He shook his head to empty it. Sense memories were powerful things even without magic, and he couldn't afford to get lost in them...
...You are hereby invited...
For a celebration of ten years of peace and prosperity...
Ianto nudged a knuckle into a stinging eye, stunned by a profound sense of approbation. In these words was confirmed his survival, his own and his classmates. Indeed, they spoke to the constancy of a life that he might have forsworn but that would continue on, long after he and everyone he ever knew was dead.
~*~*~*~*~
R/C: Chapter links at the bottom; link to "Chapter 1" can be acquired either by clicking on the title at the top or the link at the bottom *points below*...
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | ...