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Bandom/Harry Potter (NC-17)
Title: Mating for Life, and Other Cliches by Arsenic
Pairing: Mikey/Bob, implied Ron/Draco
Length: 13,950 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
arsenicjade
Author Website: Most Dangerous Poison
Why this must be read:
In which Mikey and Gerard were born werewolves, Mikey's allergic to Wolfsbane, and we find out what MCR was *really* up to on their break.
Arsenic writes excellent crossovers, always managing to catch the feeling of both fandoms and fuse them into a believable story, and this one is no exception. It's quiet and a little introspective, just like her Mikey, and the way she writes the Way brothers together is wonderful. Add in nice band dynamics, fun dialogue, a great supporting cast of HP characters, and a very happy-making ending and you get a entertaining and engrossing read.
Excerpt from the story:
There was silence for a short while until Ray said, "I give. What's in Scotland?"
"Hogwarts," Mikey said, since, really, that was the only thing he knew of in Scotland, other than good scotch. He didn't think Gerard was considering a relapse in a quiet location.
"Hogwarts," Gerard confirmed. "And their potions master is running trials on werewolves for whom the Wolfsbane doesn't work."
Mikey frowned. He read enough in the transfigurative community to know that prejudice against werewolves tended to be even worse on that side of the pond than it was in the States. "Why?"
"He said it was personal."
"Well no shit, it's personal, Gee." Mikey glared.
"Mikey, just - Just meet him, okay? You'll know. You know you will."
"He could be an accomplished occlumens. Then what, Gee?"
Gerard shifted from one foot to the other for a moment, until Bob said, from behind Mikey, "You'll know, Mikeyway. Whatever he can do, you'll know. You've learned more than just your head tricks and from what you say most wizards haven't. You'll know."
It was true, most wizards had only been socialized to other wizards, hadn't learned how to read each other, read signs that weren't magic-related. Still, Mikey wished he had Bob's faith in himself. "I suppose it's only a plane ride." Both Gerard and Mikey were crap at basic Apparition, let alone side-along.
Tentatively, Gerard smiled. Bob put a hand on Mikey's shoulder, large and warm. Mikey made himself stay still, not curl into the touch. He wasn't a wolf, not right then, anyway. He could control himself.
Mating for Life, and Other Cliches
Pairing: Mikey/Bob, implied Ron/Draco
Length: 13,950 words
Author on LJ:
arsenicjadeAuthor Website: Most Dangerous Poison
Why this must be read:
In which Mikey and Gerard were born werewolves, Mikey's allergic to Wolfsbane, and we find out what MCR was *really* up to on their break.
Arsenic writes excellent crossovers, always managing to catch the feeling of both fandoms and fuse them into a believable story, and this one is no exception. It's quiet and a little introspective, just like her Mikey, and the way she writes the Way brothers together is wonderful. Add in nice band dynamics, fun dialogue, a great supporting cast of HP characters, and a very happy-making ending and you get a entertaining and engrossing read.
Excerpt from the story:
There was silence for a short while until Ray said, "I give. What's in Scotland?"
"Hogwarts," Mikey said, since, really, that was the only thing he knew of in Scotland, other than good scotch. He didn't think Gerard was considering a relapse in a quiet location.
"Hogwarts," Gerard confirmed. "And their potions master is running trials on werewolves for whom the Wolfsbane doesn't work."
Mikey frowned. He read enough in the transfigurative community to know that prejudice against werewolves tended to be even worse on that side of the pond than it was in the States. "Why?"
"He said it was personal."
"Well no shit, it's personal, Gee." Mikey glared.
"Mikey, just - Just meet him, okay? You'll know. You know you will."
"He could be an accomplished occlumens. Then what, Gee?"
Gerard shifted from one foot to the other for a moment, until Bob said, from behind Mikey, "You'll know, Mikeyway. Whatever he can do, you'll know. You've learned more than just your head tricks and from what you say most wizards haven't. You'll know."
It was true, most wizards had only been socialized to other wizards, hadn't learned how to read each other, read signs that weren't magic-related. Still, Mikey wished he had Bob's faith in himself. "I suppose it's only a plane ride." Both Gerard and Mikey were crap at basic Apparition, let alone side-along.
Tentatively, Gerard smiled. Bob put a hand on Mikey's shoulder, large and warm. Mikey made himself stay still, not curl into the touch. He wasn't a wolf, not right then, anyway. He could control himself.
Mating for Life, and Other Cliches
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