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HP Beholder, my favourite HP fic exchange ever, is over for good. I'm incredibly glad I decided to participate after all. I did dither for a while and, back in February, wrote: Now: do I sign up for this year's HP Beholder or not? It might give me the opportunity to write a sweet tale of underloved, underappreciated souls finding love. But knowing me, I would only end up writing a painful and awkward encounter between two unpleasant people who learn nothing from that experience.
Well, quite. I ended up writing an unpleasant encounter between two people, one of whom mercifully did learn something from it. Still, the whole thing did turn out pretty nasty:
Well, quite. I ended up writing an unpleasant encounter between two people, one of whom mercifully did learn something from it. Still, the whole thing did turn out pretty nasty:
Recipient:
_hannelore
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Author/Artist:
donnaimmaculata
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Title: By Theft or Force
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Dolores Umbridge/Arabella Figg
Word Count: 7000
Medium: Fic
Warnings/Content Information (Highlight to View): Dolores Umbridge and all that this entails, i.e. *dub-con, implied use of date-rape drugs, manipulation, incredibly twee and sickening dirty talk*
Summary: The Muggle-born Registration Commission has decreed that magical powers stolen by Muggle-borns are to be retrieved and distributed among Squibs. Arabella finds herself on top of the list.
Author's/Artist's Notes: I hope you don’t mind the lack of romance, Hannelore! I did include the cats, though, to balance out the unpleasantness. I also must apologise for the language, it is unbearably cutesy. Dolores has infected my brain.
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Date: 2014-05-27 09:10 pm (UTC)Ha! I remember that, actually. :) So much to say about this fic. I'll start by answering your comment over at my journal.
Congrats again on a great/truly horrific fic. I spent the entire story cringing and anxious, unable to predict which terrible thing was coming next...though by the end it all fit together like a puzzle. I should have known it was yours. M.