
kink:love.potion
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There are a number of reasons this took so long, not least of which is the way the government keeps blocking LiveJournal because they are bastard-coated bastards with bastard filling – ha ha just kidding please don’t arrest me – but in the end, I think I’m going to blame the ghosts. See, that’s the thing about living next door to a crematorium: whenever anything goes wrong, everyone’s always like, “Eh, angry dead people, what are you gonna do.” It is a surprisingly flexible explanation! Anyway, this is a story about love potions. I regret nothing.
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This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Many thanks to Amejisuto for the wonderful beta job It's a day like any other, which is unfortunate, Harry thinks, when the cauldron he’s been sharing with Malfoy blows up in their faces and coats them both with sticky pink stuff that smells vaguely of peppermint Tic Tacs.

