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Out of the closet, into the frying pan by Cairnsy (PG)
Fandom: HARRY POTTER
Pairing: Percy/Oliver
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cairnsy
Author Website: Her website is down, but here’s her ff.net profile
Why this must be read:
Cairnsy is best known for kind of serious, Percy-centric fics (which are quite good- check them out!!). This story isn’t typical of most of her stuff, as she claims that she doesn’t write humor well- but don’t believe her.
In the mood for something short and light and funny as hell? Look no further, folks.
Coming out of the closet is a theme that pops up frequently in slash fanfiction. It seems to be especially prevalent in the Harry Potter fandom, perhaps because of the young age of a lot of the characters. But because the HP books are a fantasy series, authors also get to explore possible attitudes of the wizarding world toward homosexuality. One can write the wizarding world as extremely homophobic, extremely tolerant, or just the same as the muggle world. I’ve seen in written believably a lot of different ways.
That said, you’ve never seen a reaction to coming out the closet quite like this one…
"Anyway," Percy spoke up, sparing his lover nothing more than a withering glance. "I have something to tell you all. This isn't easy, I mean, I don't want you to think any less of me," here George snorted. "It's just I ... I mean ..." He forced his face to assume a look that he hoped reflected both bravery and determination. The huge bellowing laugh that came from a certain soon to be ex-Quidditch goal keeper caused him to entertain the doubt that perhaps he hadn't been completely successful.
When said Quidditch player fell from the couch and started gasping for air between cackles, Percy gave him a swift kick in the ribs.
"What I was trying to say," He continued, glaring. "Was ..." He took a deep breath.
"I want to come out of the closet." By the sheer shock that seem to radiate off of every family member - enough so that they put Chenobol to shame, the message had gotten through. After they all exchanged glances, it was his mother who spoke up first, her voice gentle and calm.
"Percy, dear - you are not in the closet, you're in the living room. Maybe you should sit down."
So maybe they hadn't quite grasped the concept as well as he had first thought.
Even if you don’t like Percy/Oliver or have no interest in them whatsoever, check this out anyway, because it’s not really a relationship fic. I think you’ll enjoy it. Hee.
Out of the closet, into the frying pan
Pairing: Percy/Oliver
Author on LJ:
cairnsyAuthor Website: Her website is down, but here’s her ff.net profile
Why this must be read:
Cairnsy is best known for kind of serious, Percy-centric fics (which are quite good- check them out!!). This story isn’t typical of most of her stuff, as she claims that she doesn’t write humor well- but don’t believe her.
In the mood for something short and light and funny as hell? Look no further, folks.
Coming out of the closet is a theme that pops up frequently in slash fanfiction. It seems to be especially prevalent in the Harry Potter fandom, perhaps because of the young age of a lot of the characters. But because the HP books are a fantasy series, authors also get to explore possible attitudes of the wizarding world toward homosexuality. One can write the wizarding world as extremely homophobic, extremely tolerant, or just the same as the muggle world. I’ve seen in written believably a lot of different ways.
That said, you’ve never seen a reaction to coming out the closet quite like this one…
"Anyway," Percy spoke up, sparing his lover nothing more than a withering glance. "I have something to tell you all. This isn't easy, I mean, I don't want you to think any less of me," here George snorted. "It's just I ... I mean ..." He forced his face to assume a look that he hoped reflected both bravery and determination. The huge bellowing laugh that came from a certain soon to be ex-Quidditch goal keeper caused him to entertain the doubt that perhaps he hadn't been completely successful.
When said Quidditch player fell from the couch and started gasping for air between cackles, Percy gave him a swift kick in the ribs.
"What I was trying to say," He continued, glaring. "Was ..." He took a deep breath.
"I want to come out of the closet." By the sheer shock that seem to radiate off of every family member - enough so that they put Chenobol to shame, the message had gotten through. After they all exchanged glances, it was his mother who spoke up first, her voice gentle and calm.
"Percy, dear - you are not in the closet, you're in the living room. Maybe you should sit down."
So maybe they hadn't quite grasped the concept as well as he had first thought.
Even if you don’t like Percy/Oliver or have no interest in them whatsoever, check this out anyway, because it’s not really a relationship fic. I think you’ll enjoy it. Hee.
Out of the closet, into the frying pan