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Sore Loser

Title: Sore Loser
Author: enfant_deboheme
Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: PG
Summary: "Well, maybe we can give you a consolation prize," House murmured, his voice raspy, and he was so close Wilson could feel his breath.
Author's Note: Dedicated to Elica, because she inspired this piece with her sketch, "Chess." Long live the House Art Angel.

 

Inconsequential Misunderstanding

Title: Inconsequential Misunderstanding
Author: enfant_deboheme
Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: PG-13 (some swearing)
Summary: He should have asked this question, this one, seemingly inconsequential word, so, so long ago.
Author's Note: Physical pain, tears, and some kisses lie ahead. Reviews are as lovely as a House/Wilson kiss (but  the sex trumps you guys, I hate to say). 

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind (2/?)

Title: Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
Author: enfant_deboheme
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17 (PG this chapter)
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to the lovely Ms. Rowling. I just borrow the boys.
AN: Love reviews, especially constructive criticism. 
Warnings/Spoilers: AU sixth year
Summary: It was as if they were discussing why the morning scones were overdone, not the root cause of a deep rivalry.


Chapter 1

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind...

My first published attempt at Harry/Draco. Let me know what you think, loves!
Title: Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind...
Author: enfant_deboheme
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17 (this chapter PG)
Warnings/Spoilers: AU sixth year


Posted to beatlesslash...

Title: Lullay, Lullay
Rating: PG (for very mild swearing)
Pairing: Eric Clapton/George Harrison implied
Summary: Hours after George Harrison's death in California. Inspired by Concert for George.
Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of any people, places, things or ideas in this story. j
A/N: Love comments! I could be very, very wrong about anything in this story. Please remember I may have taken poetic license.

One Weakness

Summary: “I do not wish for you to follow me down this path,” Achilleus whispers. Patroklos sighs. “I refuse to follow you. I am coming with you.”