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proof by novensides
"Proofing, also sometimes called final fermentation, is the specific term for allowing dough to rise after it has been shaped and before it is baked."

Less than a year has passed since the final battle, and the Ministry is already up to its old tricks. Harry would very much like them to stop ignoring due process, tossing people in Azkaban, controlling the press, and menacing the populace with dementors.

He would also like, if at all possible, to bake a passable loaf of bread.
fic  gen  hp  postdh  harrypotter  hermione  ron 
yesterday by yasaman
ProfessorFrankly: "The Holmes Factor"
Petunia Dursley may not want her nephew to live with her, but she did love him, and she had other resources. That made all the difference. When Albus Dumbledore leaves Harry Potter on her doorstep, Petunia calls her cousin, Wanda Evans Holmes, and changes the course of more than one future with The Holmes Factor.
hp  sherlock_holmes  au:ProfessorFrankly 
yesterday by oriolegirl
Like Lightning at your Fingertips [Potterwatch]
The problem with living with another insomniac is, eventually, they find out you’re an insomniac, too. When Harry and Draco return for their eighth year, they think they’ll see very little of each other. Then McGonagall assigns them to room together. And the castle starts breaking. And there’s that thing with Potter’s magic.
Author:Potterwatch  Fic  AO3  WordCount:40-100k  HP  HP:EighthYear  Harry/Draco  Romance  General  Ensemble 
5 days ago by Brandysnaps
Big Ball of WIbbly-Wobbly
The war is over, the good guys have won, and Hermione Granger goes to sleep in her lovely flat only to wake up in 1953 in the bed of someone she'd really much rather were dead. "I'm working on the 'kill Lord Voldemort now, work out the temporal paradox issues later' plan," she tells him. He laughs. Tomione. COMPLETE

+ well, it's an interesting interpretation of how time travel could go.
fic  hp  hermione/voldemort  timetravel  het  via:excentryke 
7 days ago by exclamations
Foreplay - by lq_traintracks (lumosed_quill)
And that’s when a variety of humiliations occurred on Draco’s person. First and foremost, he’d looked into Potter’s eyes. Glittering green. Apocalyptic green. Shadows like clouds on a lake. Never has anyone looked so alive as Potter holding Draco down while his struggles slowly die off.

Then, Potter’s body. Heavy. So heavy. His muscles all taut, weight implacable. As Draco tried to wrench his arms free, Potter’s fists tightened; he exerted only the smallest increase in force, and it stilled Draco’s attempts. Arms no longer of any use, Draco bucked, such that he could, and Potter’s pelvis ground down hard into his own. No small miracle that Draco was not, at this point, hard as hell. The shock still worked through his nervous system, adrenaline choking off anything but fight or flight. For just that one last moment...

...before Draco smelled him. Bright. Citrus. And then, under that, rich earthy sage. And under that. Sweat. Clean and salty. Not sour. Not rank.

He’s wearing a white vest, loose enough to be a liability, something Draco could have leveraged, yanked on, ripped right off. It shows the sweat-darkened hair under his arms, some of it matted down, strands clinging together. And Draco smells him. Bright. Dark. Penetratingly sexual.

This is what does it finally, Draco’s writhing now becoming not a legitimate bid to escape, but a shameful ploy for the tiniest bit of friction between them. He makes it look good. Of course he does. He grits his teeth and yanks at Potter’s hold on his arms, in effect wrenching up a bit and rubbing their chests together. It makes Potter have to hold him down harder, his strong arms rippling. Draco bucks again, pressing his hardening cock against Potter’s granite slab of a body. Their gazes hold, anger to anger. At least to anyone watching. But Draco sees the shift in Potter over him, the inkdrop spread of pupil, the flare of his nostrils as he breathes Draco in. And he feels the sharp jut of a thick cock swelling against his inner thigh.
hp  harry/draco  afterthewar  aurors  training  water  publicsex  casual-sex 
7 days ago by runpunkrun
The HP Way: How Bill Hewlett and I Built Our Company
I'm glad to have this opportunity to get together with you and discuss how each of us can do our job more efficiently because as the company grows I think this is going to be crucial in determining whether we are able to continue to grow and keep an efficient organization and maintain the character of our company which we think is important. I am going to speak about things in general, hopefully to give you an idea of our overall objectives. I'm not going into much detail because I am sure others will do that. I want to discuss why a company exists in the first place. In other words, why are we here? I think many people assume, wrongly, that a company exists simply to make money. While this is an important result of a company's existence, we have to go deeper and find the real reasons for our being. As we investigate this, we inevitably come to the conclusion that a group of people get together and exist as an institution that we call a company so they are able to accomplish something collectively which they could not accomplish separately. They are able to do something worthwhile-they make a contribution to society (a phrase which sounds trite but is fundamental). In the last few years more and more business people have begun to recognize this, have stated it and finally realized this is their true objective. You can look around and still see people who are interested in money and nothing else, but the underlying drives come largely from a desire to do something else-to make a product-to give a service-generally to do something which is of value.
leadership  hp  toread 
8 days ago by dano
Foreplay - lq_traintracks (lumosed_quill) - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling [Archive of Our Own]
Getting a raging hard-on on the duelling room floor, pinned under Harry Potter’s sweaty body, is not how Draco saw his day going, but… Well, here he is.
hp  hp:drarry  5k+  smut 
8 days ago by elm1223
The Soul Adores by Maeglin_Yedi
Harry gets his hands on Slytherin's locket, but gold is not all he finds. In a desperate bid to gain crucial information, Harry attempts to play the player, with unpredictable results.
@ao3  wc:30.000-75.000  hp  harry/voldemort 
9 days ago by nikkitikkitavi
You've got the antidote for me [Kandakicksass]
When Harry Potter unintentionally severs their soulbond before it can fully form, Draco Malfoy resigns himself to a slow death and decides not to burden Harry with a soulmate he's made it very clear he doesn't want.

He's never been selfless before, but for Harry, he can try.
Author:Kandakicksass  Fic  WordCount:20-40k  AO3  HP  FutureFic  Romance  Angst  Schmoop  Trope:SoulBond  Trope:Illness  Hurt/Comfort  <3  Sad  Harry/Draco 
11 days ago by Brandysnaps
Sic Parvis Magna series by blackidyll
“In which James Bond is a seasoned Indeterminate working for the Unspeakables, and Q is specialist who is eventually recruited into the Unspeakables.” [Bond/Q]

Great world-building.
crossover  Bond  HP  medium  James.Bond  Q  spoils-DH  Bond:AU  HP:postwar 
16 days ago by adevyish
My Sun Sets to Rise Again by @enigmaticblue.ao3
When Sirius falls through the Veil, he gets offered the chance to do things differently. He just has to figure out which way would work best. I enjoyed this.
hp  aug-19 
17 days ago by victoria.p
timberwolfoz's musings
Once, Lavender had wanted everyone to look at her.

She hated stories that told you to be careful what you wished for. Were you not supposed to want things? Was that the answer? She was nearly twenty two and she could make things fly with a few whispered words. She had lived through her seventh year at Hogwarts, had stepped out into that battle with her wand out and her eyes open. She had woken up–hurting, wounds tended, poison in her veins–to Parvati sleeping on Sybil’s shoulder at her bedside.

She had cried when they told her about the lycanthropy. She had cried over her bunny because a fox had gotten to it. Both times it had been with her face buried in Parvati’s shoulder and Parvati’s hands stroking her hair. She wished and she wanted– animals that never left you, bodies that never betrayed you.

Once, Lavender had wished that everyone would look at her, and now they were. Everyone was looking– so Lavender held Parvati’s hand in the grocery store at midnight, because they had both been craving green apples. Everyone was looking– so Lavender curled her hair and pinned it up, wore tank tops and little skirts on any day hot enough that she could get away with it, laughed aloud in public spaces. Everyone was looking– so Lavender knocked on Hermione Granger’s door one evening and asked, “What would it take to get me into magical vet school?”

Hermione had her bushy hair all tied back and a quill behind each ear. “A lot. There’s some statutes we’ve got to fight, and even if we can handle that you’ll still be under intense scrutiny for years.”

“I can work with that,” said Lavender, and Hermione grinned.
tumblr  fic  hp 
18 days ago by timberwolfoz

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