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The prompt and original drabble posts for this drabblethon were lost to my back-up snafu. These drabbles were written on the occasion of my 400th friending.

54. For fodirteg, whose prompt was "Girl!Harry/any-Weasley(s?)-but-Ginny: zippers, buttons, ribbons."

No Return (G; Girl!Harry/Ron; 100 words)

Harry knew that Ron meant well, but the formal dress he'd had delivered was composed of so many zippers, buttons, and ribbons that she couldn't figure out how to put it on. In the year since her "accident," she'd never even tried to wear a gown, but, now that Voldemort was destroyed and she was to be honored for her "heroinism" (a term coined by Skeeter, the bitch), Ron was pushing Harry to accept being a witch beyond the willingness she had already displayed by sharing his bed.

"Prat," she muttered, staring into the mirror at her half-dressed, awkward self.

55. For indigocat, whose prompt was "Snape/Harry: chocolate, kittens, Ginny."

She Didn't Feel the Same When She Woke Up (PG-13; Snarry, Ginny; 100 words)

Ginny almost had kittens when she entered the kitchen at Twelve, Grimmauld to find Professor Snape pressing Harry up against the wall, licking chocolate from the younger wizard's lips. Biting back a gasp, she watched in horrified fascination as Harry melted into Snape's body and moaned.

But when the sucking sounds started, she finally felt able to move and backed, shaking slightly, out of the room—but not entirely from disgust.

She had often wished that Harry would kiss her as Snape had been kissing him—almost devouring him—and there was something so surprisingly deliciously forbidden about a professor snogging a student.

56. For dracofiend, whose prompt was "Harry/Severus: infidelity, secret(s), truth."

Embracing Blindness (PG-13; Snarry; 100 words)

It took Harry years, after defeating Voldemort, to accept the truth about Snape. When he did, he was the one most surprised by how ardently he came to defend the man—until he realized that the secret truth he'd been denying wasn't that he was gay, but that he was gay and fancied Snape. Almost immediately—he'd had to sober up, first—he flung himself headlong in pursuit of the older wizard.

Their bonding ceremony put paid to any of society's lingering doubts about Snape's own heroism.

And, because society loved Harry, no one ever told the besotted hero of his spouse's infidelities.

57. For dracofiend, whose prompt was "Severus/Harry: lie(s), unfaithful, another."

Betrayal's Consoling Distillation (PG-13; Snarry; 100 words)

"I'm sorry, love. I didn't want us to have another row so soon after our last one, but it was . . . disturbing as hell to discover that their marriage was a lie."

Severus sighed. "Harry, your mother . . . even if Sirius and James hadn't have concocted that love potion—"

"I wish you'd burnt Sirius' letter!"

"I couldn't, not with his sketch of Lily on the back of it."

"How could you stand it? Knowing, all those years that—I would have killed him for what he did to you—to her!"

"She wasn't unfaithful to me—it wasn't her fault—killing James wouldn't have changed matters."