spfestmod
03 October 2011 @ 11:48 am
Cliché Fest: ART: Cat Got Your Tongue?  
Title: Cat Got Your Tongue?
Artist: [info]veridari
Rating: PG-13
Media: Photoshop CS4, graphic tablet
Content/Warning(s): None
Cliché: (highlight for spoilers) *cat!Snape*
Summary: Harry finds some things are worth getting woken up for.
A/N: I've often seen the Harry version of this cliche (heck, I've painted it myself) but not as often the alternative. And then I had to add a bit of my own *twist* and not make him lapsize. *g* Thanks to [info]lilyseyes, [info]suitesamba, and [info]leela_cat for continued pom-pom waving when RL kept throwing rocks at me (and my confidence in finishing sometimes wavered). Thanks as always, mods, for all your hard work to put these fests on. We diehard Snarry addicts are forever in your debt. *smooch*

cat got thumb

Cat Got Your Tongue? )
 
 
spfestmod
03 October 2011 @ 11:52 am
Cliché Fest: FIC: Lacrimosa in the Tesco Coffee Aisle  
Title: Lacrimosa in the Tesco Coffee Aisle
Author: [info]gingertart50
Other pairings/threesome: Harry/Ginny, Hermione/Ron
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 25,500
Content/Warning(s): (highlight for spoilers) *Adultery, serious illness*
Cliché: (highlight for spoilers) *I was inspired by a combination of this lot - 44) "It's just sex/a one-off!" turning into True Love. 49) Severus is the only one that can brew the potion that Harry or one of widow!Harry's kids so desperately needs. 65) Harry is embarrassed to realize he's got the hots for Snape. 84) Post-DH, Harry thinks Snape is dead, mourns him, only to find out he's hiding out in the Muggle world.*
Summary:
Lacrimosa dies illa.
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus.
Huic ergo parce, Deus.

Mournful that day.
When from the ashes shall rise
a guilty man to be judged.
Lord, have mercy on him.

From the Lacrimosa, part of the Dies Irae sequence in the Requiem mass.

Snape returns from the dead and, as always, battles with his conscience. Meanwhile, Harry takes his son shopping, encounters regrets of his own, meets an elf who is too clever by half, discovers how to get up Lucius Malfoy's nose and is forced to choose between his wife and a fantasy from the deepest, darkest part of his soul.
A/N: Thanks be to my beta, L, for her swift, efficient, kind and helpful assistance. I'm getting better with those damn commas, I swear.


(Lacrimosa in the Tesco Coffee Aisle)