My most consistently flamed story

[icarus]

I don't often get flames, concrit yes, but not flames. Yet somehow, for some reason this drabble consistently inspires them:


In November
by Icarus


His lips were soft, which was unexpected. Ron looked like he was all skinny angles, but he was soft really. His eyelashes fluttered closed, his breath a warm pant on Neville's cheek, a November mist.

They had just been talking, that's all, about Quidditch and family and girls and things like that, when it got really, really quiet.

Neville breathed a sigh, and took in the arching branches overhead, the quiet lake, the patch of sky.

"We probably shouldn't do that again."

They both agreed, as they leaned in for a second kiss.

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Mystified?

Me too.

Comments

[redisforweasley.livejournal.com]

But it was simple and cute. How can that be flamed? Incestual boy sex... understood. Fluffy boy kisses? What is the world coming to.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Very, very strange indeed.

Icarus