I have a ridiculous affection for Draco/Neville, and as you might imagine, it's rare like a rare thing. Curses.

But going to be marginally more common, because you're going to write some. Right?

Of the three Dracos I've written, one is nearly!canon, one is the fanon one much inspired by A.J. Hall, and the other isn't very interesting. And the nearly!canon one scares me.

Also:

The epic crazy crossover I've been writing with Raven (lj/M*A*S*H fandom friend) is finally finished, betaed (thanks, Deena!) and posted at my site (also to be found at ff.n, FictionAlley, and soon in Raven's fic lj, autumnalis). It's Harry Potter/Discworld, and contains a small amount of mpreg and a lot of jokes, if any of you are interested in that sort of thing.

A Most Unlikely Family.

But going to be marginally more common, because you're going to write some. Right?

Bugger. Yes. But I suspect my Draco is still going to be an obnoxious little git, and not very repentant.

I like Draco/Neville as well.

I suspect my Draco is still going to be an obnoxious little git, and not very repentant.

Good! I'm all in favour of at least some Dracos being un- or not very repentant.

(ETA: Askye, may I pimp some of my own fic at you? Everybody Wins is a twin universe twisted Draco/Neville story, which I'm not sure about but which I like enough to want more people to read it.)

Hi. Yep, I'm still enjoying the stash in the evidence room...you can find more "Queer Eye For The Homicide Guy" at [link] Ted talks to Timmy about what he puts in his mouth.

More Michael is Mars, Nikita is Venus :

From the balcony the early morning sun could be seen raising in the horizon, welcoming the sailboats as they bobbed in the blue waters of the Tyrrhamien Sea, which stretched lazily along the Italian coast before merging seamlessly with the Mediterranean.

Anyone heard of that sea? Google didn't recognize it, and I'm curious.

The sheet covering her nude torso slipped down allowing her perky breasts to harden with the contact with the warm morning air. Venus, the goddess of love and protector of sailors

I'm willing to bet that's not her only acquaintance with sailors.

“That you are Nikita… the goddess of love. Tell me what happened, did we get snared in the net by your husband?” Michael said as she giggled because he was replicating some of the moves the god of war had used on Aphrodite.

“We invented passion Michael - we had the first recorded climax in the history of mankind.”

“How many times?” He said, laughing at his wife who was seriously recounting her dream.

“Very funny Michael… and the Trojans I met were not rubbers either.”

Editorial note: . . .

“Michael what is this all about? I though you were taking him to a whore house, where did he wind up?”

“He lost his virginity Nikita don’t worry about that, but while I waited for him to finish…” Michael said and Nikita interrupted.

“Ugggh, too much information… I can’t believe I allowed you to indulge him in this way to start with…” Nikita argued.

“You said, 'See what Adam wants for his 16th birthday', and Adam said he wanted to get laid… how else was I supposed to please you both?” Michael smirked at his wife.

Editorial note: ! ! !

Wait, Michael took their son to a hooker and told Nikita about it in bed? Is that what's going on?

I've gotta say that's not the Valentine's Day present I'd want from my husband.

Also, I think she means the Tyrrhenian Sea.

Wait, Michael took their son to a hooker and told Nikita about it in bed? Is that what's going on?

Unfortunately, yes.

Also, I think she means the Tyrrhenian Sea.

Ah, I see. Cool. Now I can't say this story never taught me anything.