Friday Night Slash: Sexurity Checkpoint by @TruceOver

Hey everyone! Welcome back to the Friday Night Slash segment! I hope you all enjoyed your week and are ready for some smut!

And when I say smut,  I mean a story that’s purely written for the smut! This week I’m bringing you Sexurity Checkpoint by TruceOver.

A Riley/James pairing where Riley is waiting at the airport with his mother who won’t shut the hell up; Riley is holding his back pack securely and when it goes through security, gets flagged for suspicious material.

One of the boys is on his way to take him in for further evaluation when he gets invited to lunch and asks James to take over.

James empties the back pack and finds all sorts of interesting items that lead to some sexy times and pure smut!

Here’s a quick peak into the fic:

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I glance at my watch. Five hours fifty-eight minutes. Kill me now.

The line in front of us for Security finally moves. I pull my backpack off and throw it down on the table. I can't believe I'm carrying all this shit with me.

"Oh, honey, do you have any gum?" She asks as she reaches for my bag.

"No!" I shout, and pull my bag against me. At least five people turn in my direction and give me a look. They have nothing on my mother of course, who is eyeing me as if I've lost my mind.

"But you're chewing some, sweetheart."

"It was my last piece." Please believe me please believe me please believe me. No way in hell can I allow her to look in my backpack. If I make it home without her seeing what's inside, I'm golden.

"All right, I guess I'll get some by the gate. Once we get home I need to take you shopping. That backpack is falling apart. Oh, and new jeans. You should have told me you needed new jeans, sweetie. Those have so many holes in them! I swear, everyone back home is going to think..."

Maybe I should just stay here and look for a job. If I find one in Arizona that means I will actually have to see her on a regular basis. I love my mother, but come on. Now I remember why my father doesn't bother replacing the batteries in his hearing aids.

We reach the front of the line and I slide my backpack in behind my mother's purse, followed by my shoes. She steps through the x-ray, the whole time going on and on about how unsanitary it is to make people walk barefoot around the airport.

I kind of have to agree with her on that one. Who knows what kinds of fungus people have. Gross.

She already has her shoes on and has her purse in hand by the time I get through the metal detector. My black Converses come through the other side and I slip them on. My mother says something about needing to get me new laces.

I roll my eyes, then stand up and reach for my backpack, but it isn't there. The young TSA screener is staring at the x-ray monitor. He points at it, then calls someone else over. I can feel the blood drain from my face. Both screeners study the monitor for a minute before looking over and me and pointing. Oh, shit.

The first guy pushes a button and my backpack comes out on the conveyor. I quickly reach for it, but he beats me to it. "Is this your bag?" he asks me with a pointed look.

I gulp. "Um, yeah."

"We're going to have to search it."

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I hope you’ll take the time to give this o/s a chance. TruceOver has also written a Riley/James collaboration with Conversed called Punk and Perv’s Excellent Adventure, which you should check out. It’s complete and a serious of drabbles that are hot as hell!

Don’t forget to review and let her know how sexy this is!

Until next week my slashy h00rs!

Xoxo

Mel

"A Different Direction" by GemmaLisax

          Hello lovelies! I’ve got a great fic for you, one that definitely won’t disappoint! A Different Direction by GemmaLisax is a great work (and a Jasper/Bella, therefore superb), full of drama and intrigue, wonderfully written, and not short on lemony deliciousness. What seemed to be another ordinary day, turned out to be life changing for Bella.

Edward ordered me to stay in the car, halting my attempt to exit. I got no explanation, no apology, and no chance to even question his suddenly surly demeanour. He simply issued the order and left me with the echo of the door slamming in his wake.

Well, there is no way that I'm just going to sit here like a fucking toddler. It was obvious that I wasn't in any danger, if I were, I would not have been left on my own. Edward's overprotective ass would never leave my side if that were the case. So I felt safe in the decision to exit the car at least. Once out and away from the Volvo my planned excuse would be that I was suddenly interested on Rose's vast array of tools. I could hear the sounds of arguing coming from inside as I closed the car door behind me. It was more of an angry buzz; obviously without me in the room there was no need to speak loud or slow enough for a human to hear. Growls erupted and the crashing of something made me jump and rethink my idea of getting out of the car.

The shouts got louder; I distinctly heard Esme and Carlisle's pleas for whomever to calm down. Then my name came into the mix and I froze. This is about me? What the hell is going on now?

"Bella's mine, Edward. You took her from me." A voice I was sure was Jasper's, bellowed out.

What the fuck?

Was that Jasper?

What the hell is he talking about?

I really, really wanted to just waltz in there and find out what the crap is going on. But my feet were glued to the concrete floor. Walking into the middle of a supernatural fight spoke even to my meagre sense of self preservation.

Suddenly there was silence. All sounds of, well fucking everything, just stopped. I was left with nothing but the harsh beating of my heart drumming through my ears…so, ok, maybe not everything stopped.

          This story is full of twists and turns, leaving you constantly on the edge of your seat. Bella meets Peter and Charlotte, and from there things really get going. Edward and Alice betrayed the coven working with the Romanians, attempting hypnotism to read Bella’s mind and gain access to her shield. The Volturi protect the bloodlines that produce gifts, the Swans being one of them. The rivalry between the two covens since the Romanians destruction has left them sour and vengeful. The Cullen’s head to England and test Bella to see what Edward has ‘trained’ her to do. They discover his orders and work with Bella to undo his work while they travel through England on their way to meet the brothers in Italy. Renee and Phil were en route to Italy, but Phil was not completely innocent in the matter, so Bella has to explain everything to her mother. Bella and Jasper spend time together, and Bella gains more control over her gift through training.

          The group arrives in Italy while Bella stays behind in England with guards, and Alice is captured. They attend the trial of Irina and Alice, and both are executed for their crimes. Edward and a small army come to take Bella back to their base. The remainder of Edward’s Army stays behind to fight the rest of the Volturi while Edward and Vladimir attempt to control Bella. They convince her that they are the good guys with the help of a new drug Edward created, and they turn her. During her change, one of the Volturi agent sneaks on to the yacht where Edward and Vladimir are holding Bella, and tells her of her everything that’s been going on. She awakens from the change and remembers everything, killing Edward and Vladimir.

          Bella and Alistair make it to a nearby island and await Jasper and the rest of the Volturi. They arrive and have a splendid reunion. This story is one helluva twist on the classic tale, and well worth a read.

So grab a drink and enjoy!

“A Different Direction” by GemmaLisax: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6075168/1/

Magic Monday's Featuring tuesdaymidnight!

Ola peeps.

This week I bring you a hilarious little crackfic that honestly had me cackling on the public bus at 7:30am. You know it’s good if I’m doing anything besides glaring at the world at 7:30am. I’m a mean little bitch before 10 am, just sayin’.

Sirius Strangelove or: How Harry Learned to Stop Questioning His Family Tree and Trust His Husband by tuesdaymidnight

Okay, as most crackfic’s go, it’s completely OOC right down to the fact that instead of tearing each other's hair out, Hermione and Pansy actually empathize with each other. If you’re a diehard canon fan (and if you are, I can’t imagine that you’re still reading this blog) I don’t suggest this one for you but if you’re looking for a laugh then this one is for you.

From the author: This was originally posted in the HP Crack and Humour Fest on livejournal in response to the following prompt: "'Har, did I ever tell you 'bout the time I took yer auntie ta bed?' Sirius said in slurred voice. The silence was deafening when all the Weasley heads turned to look at him." At Harry's wedding, Sirius over-imbibes and all sorts of secrets come tumbling out. The Twins are taking notes."

Here’s a little taste of the fic…

Harry's hour [of mingling] was almost up when Blaise came over to give him what Harry thought was a congratulatory hug, but Blaise hung onto Harry a little too long, and Harry was pretty sure that wasn't his wand poking him in the waist. When his hands began to drift, Draco was across the room in a flash with his wand out.
Only the loud, echoing sound of a spoon tapping against fine crystal saved Blaise and Harry from Draco's wrath. It seemed Narcissa Malfoy had chosen that exact moment to cast a Sonorous to draw the attention of the guests, stopping the party, and Draco, in their tracks.
"Thank you, honored guests," she said in a regal tone. "I won't take up much of your time. I just wanted to thank you for attending this joyous occasion. Draco, dear, please stop trying to hex the Zabini boy, you used to take baths together when you were little."
A dual snicker was heard from an area of the crowd heavy in red-headed individuals.
"I'm so elated that my son found his soulmate at so young an age, and I'm even more elated that these boys finally decided to make this official. Imagine my shock going into Draco's room during the winter holidays his final year at Hogwarts to find him on his knees in front of a-
"Mother!" Draco interrupted.
"It's not as if everyone in this room hasn't see the two of you being overly affectionate at one time or another," Narcissa snarked back.
The room tittered.
"Regardless, I wish you both a lifetime of happiness. Harry, I couldn't be more thrilled to have you as a part of this family."
Snape's huff was barely audible, but enough that Narcissa shot him a glare before continuing.

One little thing that you should note is that though there is no actual sex in this story, it is discussed and described, oh and…bestiality is implied (though it is done so in a joking manner) so don’t say that I didn’t warn you.

Even if this isn’t your thing, I dare you to try it and if you don’t laugh at the end of it, well it should only be 20 minutes of your life that you’ll never get back and at least you can say that you tried, eh? Exactly. *nods*

As always, if you have any suggestions for stories that should be rec’d on the blog send’em my way via alexis.bookbytes@gmail.com !

Saturday Sit-Down with Famingo!

Welcome to another Saturday Sit Down, Magic Monday Style!
This week we're talking to HP fandom new comer, Famingo!

Let’s start with the basics...

What’s your penname?

Famingo on fanfiction.net and FlamingoLady on LJ
Where do you post most often? Can you link us? (In reality, we just want to stalk your work)

http://flamingolady.livejournal.com/ or http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1708741/Famingo

What’s your favourite genre and pairing to read?

My favourite pairing is by far Harry/Draco. I don’t really have a favourite genre. I read just about anything that is well written and doesn’t involve one of the boys dying, although there are a few exceptions to that rule. I do have a soft spot for the boys as parents with small children and a well-written mpreg.
Is there a pairing or genre that you absolutely cannot stand?
Anything that involves Ginny. I really don’t like her at all.

What got you into the Harry Potter fandom? It was the epilogue, wasn’t it? Damn that epilogue.

I’ve been reading in the Harry Potter fandom for a long time, way before the epilogue was even printed. I started reading the novels and got immediately hooked on them. I had been reading fanfiction for years and finally thought to look for HP just after Goblet of Fire while I was waiting impatiently for Order of the Phoenix to come out. I was immediately pulled in with all of the amazing people writing. I just checked my saved folder and saw that I’ve been reading HP fic since 2004. That’s hard to believe, but we have great writers in this fandom to keep people interested.

What do you find to be the most challenging part about writing your fics?

I’ve only written one story so far, but I’m writing a couple of more for Veelafest. So far, I’m finding the hardest thing about this is to maintain the voice of the characters. I know how they are in canon and how I want them to be in my story, but meshing the two is a little easier said than done when I get caught up in writing.

Best review you’ve ever gotten? Worst? Have a story there?

I’ve only gotten a few reviews, but for the most part they have all been very nice. I think my favourite review was from the person I wrote my HP story for. She seemed so surprised and happy that I’d written something for her and it made me smile.  Worst was not all that bad but was for my Twilight fic and I was told that they couldn’t see one of my characters “like that” and I was told that I should have mentioned that there was a mention of het or I would get real flames. It made me laugh since it clearly said it was slash with an “of-age” Seth and Edward.

How do you get into the zone? Do you have a particular method that gets the mojo flowing? Ritual sacrifice of a virgin at the full moon, that sort of thing?

Nope, not virgin sacrifice. That would be WAY too difficult to find where I live. I usually write when I’m alone in the house and don’t normally like to have music or anything going because I get distracted way too easily. I will write for as long as I am still getting ideas and then go read if I need inspiration or just a little break. Seems to work pretty well so far.

Do your friends and family in your real life know about your fanfiction alter-ego?

My friends know that I write and a few have even read my stuff, but my family doesn’t know. They would never read fanfiction in the first place, but I think I would be okay with them reading it. I’ve enjoyed writing so why not have someone read it. That may change in the future if I manage to write anything smuttier than the little wank-fic I wrote for Twilight.

What do you look for in a good fanfic?

I love fanfic that has strong characters or an original idea for the story. I think that’s why I like HP so much because magic makes things possible that you never would have imagined and they end up being lots more interesting than the same old thing you get in so many fandoms. A different take on a character or even a different twist of the original story is always interesting to me.
On the other hand, what makes you stick your nose in the air and flounce that bitch?
My main pet peeve with fic is when someone doesn’t pay any attention to spelling, grammar or the proper name they are using for a character. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen a really interesting story get left in the dust because of constantly referring to Blaise as “Zambini” or Astoria as “Astonia and Toni.” I know we’re all human and an error or two are to be expected, even with a beta, but know who you’re writing about.

Tell us a bit about yourself...

Anything that you feel comfortable sharing? Married? Kids? Nudist resort? Seal hunter?

Hmmm… I’m single but have been living with my sweetie for 10 years now. No kids, just two very moody cats. Too fat to be a nudist and I like seals so not a seal hunter. I work in customer service for a telecommunications company but have been out of work due to a lack of a voice for several months now so that’s how I’ve been able to write my most recent stories. I’m a total fanfic junkie and have at least thirty open tabs at all times. I can’t read het much anymore and I would be amazingly happy if I were ever close enough to meet (touch, hug, lick, grope) Tom Felton or Dan Radcliffe even though I’m old enough to be their mother.

Oooh, tell us a guilty pleasure! As long as it’s not Hannah Montana, I promise not to judge you. Perhaps.

My guilty pleasure is still fic-related. I have to admit to enjoying a well written Snape/Harry or Snape/Hermione fic. Something about the swirly robes and the sexy/evil voice.

Do you have a favourite published author? And by published I mean someone who has a contract with a major publishing house, like J.K. Rowling herself.

Good question! I don’t read much lately other than fanfic, but I love Laurell K. Hamilton, Charlaine Harris, Kim Harrison and J.R. Ward. Wow, seeing a trend here with vampires and magic?

Favourite musical artist? Anything we should check out?

This is a tough one because I love music and listen to lots of different things. Current favourites are probably 100 Monkeys, Linkin Park and Kings of Leon.

Time to spread some love...

Who do you drop everything for, including Mrs. Next Door’s smelly brat, and run to the computer when you get an update?

Definitely Leo_Draconis! Every time I get a notice she’s updated I squee and go running. Cheryl Dyson too.

Do you have an author that you fangirl over? And do you squee? Cause I totally squee.

I totally fangirl and squee over both the lovely ladies I mentioned in the last question. Both of them are great writers and very cool people so it’s fun to squee over them. Leo actually beta-ed for me and I was SO nervous for her to read anything I had written but she was fantastic and I absolutely adore her. Oh yeah, Fiberkitty in the Twilight fandom too. Another great writer and fantastic lady.

If you were going to break someone into the Harry Potter fandom, what fic would you give them first?

The stories I always recommend to friends just wanting to start reading Harry/Draco (IMHO the best pairing) are Small Blessings and He Was He and I Was Bunny.

Can you suggest a fic to be recommended on the blog?

Anything by Leo_Draconis, To the Moon by Constant Vigilance, Malfoy Child and Malfoy Flavour by Vorabiza.

Okay, now we get stupid. It’s the best part...

If we took away their wands, stuck Harry, Snape, Bellatrix, Hermione, Mrs. Weasley and Fudge in the same room and told them that they had to fight to the death if they wanted to be able to leave who do you think would be left standing?

Oh come on, hands down Molly Weasley! In canon she killed Bellatrix for trying to hurt her children and I read a fic recently where she not only smacked Harry and Draco over the head with a wooden spoon just after they had turned into a dark creature and then later dressed down Voldemort for presuming that since she was a housewife and mother she wouldn’t be intelligent. It was SO easy to see that exchange that I couldn’t help but laughing like an idiot and made my poor, suffering boyfriend listen to the whole thing.

Ever replaced the word “wand” with “wang” as you read canon? Or hell, as you read fanfiction?

Haven’t we all? Although, a wand can be just as handy as a wang if you’re creative.

Let’s say that your friends and family don’t know that you write fanfiction. You’re at the office, or the family get together, wherever really, and someone mentions that they’ve been reading this fanfiction online. As you listen to them recount the details of this story, you realize with growing horror that this is your story! How do you react?

It would depend on who it was. I have some people at work who have read my Twilight fic and enjoyed it. If my mom or someone like that would mention reading it, I would probably crawl under a table.

Be sure to check out Magic Monday when we take a look at Famingo's HP inspired birthday fic!

Friday Night Slash: A Madness Most Discreet by @vampthenewblack

Hello my lovely slash lovers! Welcome back to the Friday Night Slash segment. I can’t believe it’s Friday already again! Time flies huh? Anyway... this week I’m bringing you a fantastic two-shot called A Madness Most Discreet by vampireisthenewblack.

I read this a while ago when it was an entry in the In the Closet one-shot contest. I loved it then and I still love it now. Written from Jasper’s POV, he thinks Edward Cullen hates his guts because he ignores him all the time.

The thing about that is that Jasper is in love with him. His sister has been dating Emmett’s older brother forever and they are doing the whole ‘families getting to know each other dinner’ and for once, Edward approaches Jasper in Biology and asks him if he’s going to talk to him on Saturday so they don’t ruin it for everyone else.

When Jasper is forced to be social at the party, he can’t help but be bewildered by Edward’s actions. He still ignores Jasper but has some nice things to say about him when asked.

Jasper is sent to the kitchen to clean up and soon Edward joins him, telling Jasper his mother sent him to help. After several moments of tension and awkward silence, Edward finally confronts Jasper. This leads to some sexy realizations.

Chapter two is a continuation of the first scene and explains quite a bit. I don’t want to ruin it for you but I can promise you some citrusy good times featuring our beloved Major!

Here is a sneak peek into chapter one:

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I try to hide out in my room, but Rose comes up and says I'd better come down and be sociable. Mom and Dad will be pissed if either of us embarrasses them. The Cullen's are the richest family in town, so of course we have to impress them.

So I smile dutifully as Mom extols my grades and the few advanced classes I'm taking, and cringe as Dad bemoans the fact I don't play any sports, not like their Emmett who is the captain of the football team.

"I don't play sport either," says Edward Cullen from the corner of the room where he's sitting on a loveseat with his twin, Alice.

Everyone stares, because he's not said a word since the greetings when they arrived, and he blushes. Alice is grinning at me and I don't know why.

"Jasper tells me you're top of the class in Biology, Edward," my mother says, and the only reason she has this information is because she drilled me before they arrived. But of course Edward doesn't know this, and I'm trying to decipher the look on his face because I can't decide if it's worried or surprised or...happy?

Alice is still grinning at me. Edward doesn't answer my mother at first. After the initial surprise or whatever it was he looks embarrassed, and shakes his head and says: "Jasper's lots smarter than me," and even though he's talking about me, saying my name (and it sounds so good the way he says it), he's ignoring me again.

I know Alice even less than I know Edward. She's not in any of my classes. Her opinion of me seems to be the polar opposite of his, because she's always smiling at me, and she keeps seeking me out to talk about school or something. It's the only time she leaves his side.

I can't understand why he insisted I talk to him, because he's doing his best to completely ignore me, and I'm sure it's becoming obvious to everyone here that he can't stand me.

I'm so preoccupied I miss it at first when Mom asks me to go start clearing up in the kitchen, but when I realise I go thankfully, just to get away from him. Even though he's quiet and as far away from me as he can possibly be while still being in the same room, the space seems filled with him.

The kitchen is large and white and cold and empty by contrast. Every scrape of a dish is loud, even the water running is deafening.

Then something changes. The door opens behind me and the sound of voices from the living room flows in and then is cut off again. The room is full, the air thick, and I know he's behind me because I can feel his eyes on the back of my neck.

He doesn't want to be here, he can't stand me.

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Okay, so here’s the scoop people, vampireisthenewblack is fantastic. And when I say fantastic I mean totally and utterly ridiculously talented. Her fic, Say Something Else is positively one of the most amazingly written (and saddest, I cried for nearly the entire time) I’ve ever read. It’s beautiful and worth a read also!

I assure you, if you take the time to read both fics you won’t regret it! I’m willing to put money on it! Also, after you read, don’t forget the review that lets her know I sent you!

Until next week my lovelies,

xoxo

Mel

“Inception on a Rainy Night” by KT8812

            As promised, I have a Jasper/Bella fic for y’all to sink your teeth into. If you have yet to read KT8812’s Inception on a Rainy Night, then you are definitely missing out! This fic is all kinds of naughty, with a very domineering Jasper. *smirks* Bella is a college student, and a student in Professor Cullen’s class. On the way home from a ball game one rainy night, Bella runs into Professor Cullen. He offers her a ride, and with the knowledge of what he really is, takes him up on the offer.

Bella tore her eyes away from his face as her heartbeat started to rise and she started feeling the first stirrings of her desire. She looked out of the window to find that they were traveling on a road hitherto unknown to her.

Run! Her mind screamed at her, but her body refused to obey.

The agonized silence was broken as the car came to a halt on the gravel outside a large mansion. Before she could make any observations, he was at her door in a flash to open the door for her.

A chivalrous vampire she mused as she entered the foyer. He moved silently through a pair of doors as she looked at the lair of the demon. The house looked more like a museum than anything else. It was nothing like the dark, damp cave she had imagined with cobwebs hanging off the walls.

Suddenly, she was cocooned in warmth and found that he had draped a shawl around her shoulders as he handed her a cup of steaming hot chocolate. She took the cup from him, her frozen fingers warming from its heat as he directed her to sit on a chaise.

She blew on the cup and took a hesitant sip and smiled as the thick, sweet liquid made its way down her throat, warming her from within. She found him standing in front of her, still as a statue, gazing at her with an intensity that made the blush rise up in her cheeks. As she took another sip, she wondered how completely bizarre the entire situation was.

As the silence grew, her mental filter seemed to have clogged up completely as she said the first thing that came to her mind.
"You keep chocolate in your house?"

A ghost of a smile flitted across his face as he continued to observe her single-mindedly.

"It is just to keep up appearances."

She nodded. "I see, obviously it's not of much use to you."

           They get back to Jasper’s and multiple very hot, very sexy lemons through the night, and a very delicious wake-up call. A joke over feeding habits leads into Jasper and Bella discussing Jasper’s gift and feeding habits, which leads to further arguments. The pair discusses their issues and cause even more problems, so they decide to go about their routines and meet the next day to continue discussing things. When Bella goes to work and a patron gets too friendly, Jasper intervenes and nearly fucks her to death (quite literally).

           Jasper decides to invite Carlisle over to help explain everything mating related to Bella, and after a snippet of Carlisle’s discussion with the other Cullen’s, they all sit down to discuss vampire mating. The topic becomes too much for Bella to handle, so she runs off to cool down. Carlisle comes to find her and take her back to the mansion, where Jasper has completely trashed the place because he believed Bella was rejecting him. When Bella tried to calm him down, the weight of his emotions caused her to pass out and Jasper to snap back to reality.

           The pair spends the night “making up”, and in the morning Jasper takes her out and shows her what happens when vampires are exposed to sun and all tells her of his past with Maria and all his scars. This story has drama and naughty lemons, with updates coming soon.

So grab a drink and enjoy!

 “Inception on a Rainy Night” by KT8812 http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6344277/1/

Magic Monday's Featuring Arcadian Maggie!

Yo, yo, yo!

You know Magic Monday’s is the BEST part of yo Monday so let’s get down and jiggy with it!

I mean…

This week I bring to you a “Next Gen” fic! For those of you who haven’t heard of “Next Gen”, these stories focus on the children of our beloved main characters, like Albus Severus, James, Lilly Luna, Scorpius, Teddy, Fred, etc.

I’d like to note that this O/S was written for a very special woman’s birthday, Robyn (otherwise known as rmhale). I’ve had the pleasure of meeting some fantastic people through the fandom, some of the strongest, bravest women dwell here and Robyn is one of them.

Also, the word “jizz” is synonymous with “Robyn”, just sayin’.

Common Ground by Arcadian Maggie

Maggie is a very talented author who ships in the slash and crosses into the Twilight fandom as well as the Harry Potter one, if you like a good Twific, you should check out her profile!

What I loved about this story was the sweet innocence that these two boys, Scorpius and Albus, display whilst trying to figure out how they feel about their changing lives. It’s a story about discovering that who you truly are is not always what you thought and that as we learn and grow, we change.

From the author: The Malfoys have always hated the Potters, and the Potters have always hated the Malfoys. At least that's what Scorpius Malfoy always thought until he caught his father kissing Mr. Potter. A next gen birthday fic for rmhale. Slash. Rated M.

Here’s a little taste of the fic…

The first thing he noticed is that while he was studying Albus, Albus appeared to be studying him right back. Whereas before they had been circumspect in their rivalry, never acknowledging it directly, now Albus would hold his eye in frank appraisal. Occasionally, Scorpius would see that familiar crease on his brow, the one that meant he was deep in thought. Sometimes, as they held each other's gazes, Albus' cheeks would flush, as they had when Scorpius had first caught him smiling, but the smile itself never made a re-appearance.

He watched Albus' interactions with the other members of his house. Scorpius had always considered the boy stuck-up and aloof, never speaking to many aside from a few close friends, and of course, his cousin Rose. The more he studied him, the more he began to think he had been wrong. It wasn't arrogance that had him keeping to himself so much; Albus Potter was painfully shy.

A similar crease to the one that so often decorated Albus' brow appeared on Scorpius' own face. He wondered what else he had gotten wrong. As he stared at Albus in puzzlement, the other boy looked up and caught his gaze again. They were standing closer to each other than was usual, crowding around a plant in the greenhouse while being lectured in Herbology. As their eyes remain locked on the other, that pink tint appeared on Albus' cheeks once more. Scorpius marvelled at how that splash of color made the irises of the other boy's eyes stand out vividly; they were so green. He felt a funny twisting in his stomach as he stared, and when his own cheeks began to heat up, he tore his eyes away, unsettled.

If you haven't guessed, this is a AS/S fic, with a little H/D on the side (as Maggie describes it, heh). I thoroughly enjoyed this story and it put a smile on my face, especially at the end.

As always, give Arcadian Maggie some lovin’ if you enjoyed the story and don’t forget to email me with your suggestions for recs at alexis.bookbytescorner@gmail.com!