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[reenka]

...I just had the most disturbing vision out of the corner of my eye, of my plushie!Harry with long wild black hair o_0 Y'know, but still with his messed-up striped t-shirt & jeans & glasses & stuff.

As flash occurred, I realized I would possibly adore girl!Harry even more than boy!Harry, in a way. In an OMG CRUSH sort of way o_0 He's just. My darling as a boy, but as a girl he's. Just. Dude. Breasts o_0 Awkwardness. Still wearing boy clothes. And blushing a lot. And still being very angry. And punching Ron for staring. And. Suddenly getting weird reactions about... boys. Which may or may not have always been there. And. Liking Ginny more. And. Omg, breasts.


Feel like the biggest perv that ever lived o_0 I know Silvia wrote it, but see. This is less about the funny (though still funny) and more about the. Y'know. Sex. And gender-bending. And Harry not being gorgeous! Just lanky & skinny & with wild hair & small breasts & still the urge to kick things. Like, he's totally the same except. Y'know. Yeah.

Girl!Harry & Hermione, ack. He'd like-- go to her for advice and-- stuff-- and-- fumbling would occur, and. It would be so awkward! And. Hot! And Ron! Poor Ron, with the staring and the being rather awkward and messed with and. Ack! And. Draco would. Be so confused. And angry. And confused. And how could he act the same way? Potter is a GIRL! It's just. Too weird. So. He just. Avoids. And wanks. And stalks, like in the shower or something. o_0

Seriously have to fight urge to write girl!Harry. Ack. Someone talk me out of this...! Please.

Wah. Okay I think I've purged it. 'Cause clearly it's not going anywhere, it's just-- ack short skirts & knobby knees...! And Draco like, fainting (and we can't forget Ron-- what with the wanting to grope Harry's breasts 'cause they're mates & that's the sort of favor one would expect), and Hermione being protective (or possessive! Harry, you must take care of yourself now that you're one of us!) and Ginny deciding she's gay (well, she is in my head) and. Omg. Everyone Wants Harry = Reena Is Ever So Lame. It's just. I can't decide who to pair her with-- I just think everyone would be confused, it's not that they all want her. It's just that... hormones are everywhere. And she wanks a lot. And possibly I could see it being H/D but mostly. Girl!Harry. Still angry. Ack. And violent! And. Getting into physical fights!! Omg. See, this is why I should be asleep now. Bad Reena, no Mary-Sue!Harry for you. *slaps own wrist*
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PS. potter_mouth can most definitely have my babies anytime, anywhere. Forget about that girl!Harry thing, I'm totally sold on the testosterone overload, I really am. CALL ME, BABY. :-*
    I mean, it's likely enough you like boys, but you being fictional & me being creative, we can work something out, non?

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Re: some more, then change of subject...

[malafede.livejournal.com]

Draco had glared – Draco had choked – Draco had fallen forward, knocking over first Harry’s glass tableland, then the desk with his notes, before settling, forceless, twitching and spitting over razor-sharp fragments and tightly written potion ingredients.

The yelling had started. Harry had yelled that Draco was dying, to move him from the wreckage, HE HAS CUT HIMSELF, CAN'T YOU SEE? Hermione had yelled she was going to hex Ron’s balls off, WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING, YOU NINNY? And Ron had yelled he had done it for Harry, and he’d not idea it was so bad, and Harry had yelled to shut up, he had to heal Draco’s cheek properly, it wouldn’t heal, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO, RON?

Draco had yelled in pain while his body changed. Bones out of bones and eye out of eye and hands out of hands and flesh out of flesh; blood out, blood in, blood boiling in bubbles under the skin and deforming the body, blood stinking the walls like the festering plague. The blood didn’t change; curves became angles and angles became curves under Harry’s eyes. WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO, RON, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO, empty spaces becoming matter and matter vanishing into nothing; another spiky smell inside the blood, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO, before all of them fell silent as Draco’s shuddering settled down to trembling settled down to nothing.

“Done,” he mumbled before passing out to the edge of the carpet, cheek flattened on the floor stones. His eyes were dull and some spit came out of his mouth, and his voice, no matter how weak, didn’t seem his own.

It wasn’t.

Hermione had gasped, bringing her hands to her mouth.

“Ron, what did you do…?” she whispered, reverent and terrorised.

When Draco woke up next, he started yelling.



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...? Posting here because I don't feel like to post in recent threads with your army of readers watching. I thought I was gonna write a lot today, but then all the vomiting prolly put me out of it. Porny part should be next... say a prayer to the Sacred Porn-addled Feminine when you wake up. Does it fit here? I had to add background about the sexbending potion before introducing Ron but uhm.

Re: some more, then change of subject...

[yourpoison.livejournal.com]

Ahahah this is good set-up, man. If you're writing a fic and not just porn to amuse me, that is ;)))
*says prayer* :> It does fit, though ahahah only if you feel you need Ron :))