It's time for another Ginny/Harry/Draco
thirtyforthree ficlet! This is the pole-dancing one I kept threatening to write.
Warnings: graphic sex, complete and utter crack, wildly AU, and probably OOC as well
Notes: The overall situation in this story is not meant to be taken seriously -- dear god, please don't take it seriously! -- but the theory about stars and planets putting out magical fields of varying spectra is actually my quite rational attempt to make sense of how hogwash like astrology can function in the HP world. The same goes for the blend of spaceships and Apparation; after all, I had to justify the incursion of sci-fi aliens into a fantasy setting somehow.
( The One Where Aliens Make Them Have Sex )
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Okay, so I didn't actually manage to work in the pole dancing. Still, I think the rest of the story is bizarre enough to excuse that lapse. *smiles angelically*
Warnings: graphic sex, complete and utter crack, wildly AU, and probably OOC as well
Notes: The overall situation in this story is not meant to be taken seriously -- dear god, please don't take it seriously! -- but the theory about stars and planets putting out magical fields of varying spectra is actually my quite rational attempt to make sense of how hogwash like astrology can function in the HP world. The same goes for the blend of spaceships and Apparation; after all, I had to justify the incursion of sci-fi aliens into a fantasy setting somehow.
( The One Where Aliens Make Them Have Sex )
...
Okay, so I didn't actually manage to work in the pole dancing. Still, I think the rest of the story is bizarre enough to excuse that lapse. *smiles angelically*
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Date: 2006-04-18 06:32 am (UTC)There's a long, serious story implied by the setting, about wizards and Muggles working together to free the Earth, and about the exiles' struggles to retain their dignity and humanity, and the efforts to understand the aliens and maybe become partners instead of entertainment and cheap manual labor... but I'm not going to write it. Not as fanfiction, anyway -- I have an original story involving alien invaders for when I want to deal seriously with issues like that.
(The creepiest damn 'alien invaders/rulers' story I remember reading is Arthur C. Clarke's Childhood's End, in which the final creepiness really comes from the humans rather than the aliens. The final section of that book gave me nightmares for weeks.)