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Round Four IS CLOSED

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Round Four: Closed

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is actually future!Harry Dresden. Insane, dark, powerful as hell and a tad vengeful, he came back to try to changes things for what he sees as the better. His knack for inspiring an insane level of loyalty in people never changed, either.

Bonus for John Marcone realizing, holy shit, there are two Harrys!
Bonus bonus for f!Harry easily smacking the Merlin down.

Come on! Just imagine that unveiling. The Merlin and others claiming they knew Harry was dark all along...and then present!Harry shows up and everyone is 0_0.

Past, present and future Harry, all in the same timeline because of some accident, maybe? Whatever the reason, how will Chicago survive with three Harrys? What will be the reactions to teenager Harry? What will future Harry be like? And how does present Harry deal/get along with his past and future selves?

All these prompts about different ages of Harry got me thinking about the other characters and I was like "holy crap, baby!Butters would be freaking adorable".

So now I want a baby!Butters. I don't care how it happens; flasback, magic gone awry, someone reminiscing over baby pictures. Just. GAH flahbrghjibbler, baby Butters! I need this in my life, you have no IDEA.

Marcone, Thomas and Harry are stuck somewhere for a long period of time, and Thomas is getting his special sort of Hungry. For whatever reason, it's important that Thomas can whoop ass as needed, so they decide to have a threesome. Harry bottoms.

Continuing from a kissing-mobsters prompt earlier..

Harry joins the Mafia (after Justin, after leaving Hog Hollow, when arriving @ Chicago--all good ideas) and helps engineer Johnny Marcone's rise.

Bonus points for: showing the darker side of Murphy, still being friends with Michael, Bob being the Outfit's sex-advice dispenser, Marcone/Harry, Mister, Thomas' thoughts on it, The Council's thoughts, Denarians...

We've had a few variations of Marcone being jealous of rivals for Harry's affection but I don't think this one has come up yet: Marcone knows Harry will be upset if people he's fond of suddenly meet horrific accidents but at the same time, he wants Harry for himself.

So instead of scaring off rivals, he matches them up with other people before they get too serious with Harry. Who are the potential rivals? Who are they set up with? And how does Harry react when he finds out?(beyond setting things on fire, of course)

Bonus: Long-suffering Hendricks having to play cupid-by-proxy on Marcone's orders
Double Bonus + a cookie: Marcone knows Molly isn't actually a rival since Harry isn't interested but still finds some nice, Catholic boy (maybe someone in the Outfit?) to throw at her

AU where Murphy was more willing to play the political games of the CPD. And winds up in the top spot. What kind of person does she become? How does she get on with the other characters? Is it arguable the outcome for Chicago is a net improvement?

Bonus points for a mirror universe crossover with the canon timeline.

original prompt here:

http://dresden-kink.dreamwidth.org/1288.html?thread=1522696#cmt1522696

Because I cannot believe I haven't seen this yet. At the end of Blood Rites Harry's gambit to save them all fails somehow and Lord Raith manages to break Maggie's curse using only Thomas's death. After eating Murphy first (as promised) Raith decides to keep Harry, who is just so very much like his mother. Bonus for Raith being a creeper and bringing up how much Harry and Maggie are alike, even down to how they react to the way Raith touches them, whenever he can.

Marcone/Harry, Marcone/Murphy/Harry; Threesome

Everyone knows that Agent John Marcone singlehandedly saved Chicago when he took down the Vargassi's empire and all but eliminated gang crime in Chicago.

The Gentleman is known to be incorruptable. The Gentleman looks after his people (and claims that the 'singlehandedly' garbage is... garbage). The Gentleman is now targeting SI.

Afterall, obviously falsifies reports? Hiring a charlatan named Harry Dresden? They must be corrupt.

Of course, his first meeting with Lt Murphy and Mr Dresden involves something obviously supernatural, and proof that these two are as incorruptable as he is. So how does John react?

How does Murphy react to a well-respected FBI Agent who is on her side? How does Harry react to an honest Marcone?

I am a Harry/ Marcone shipper, but if Authornon wanted to write a Murphy/Marcone/Harry threesome that would be totally fine. *ahem*

long prompt is long

Inspired by this request (http://scribe-protra.dreamwidth.org/306.html?thread=817970#cmt817970 (http://scribe-protra.dreamwidth.org/306.html?thread=817970#cmt817970)) but I won't be following it to the tee. I'm just using some of the key points as back story later on. I have always wanted to write in the DF fandom but have been too shy to do so until now.

Original Prompt:

(Always-A-Girl) Harry Dresden/John Marcone dated briefly while Harry was still living with Justin. Then Marcone went off to the army, unaware that Harry was pregnant. Due to the rape, she thought the child belonged to Justin, instead of John. After his death, Harry gave birth to a little boy with money green eyes.

Some fifteen years later, Harry and John meets again and father and son discover the truth about the other. Malcolm (named after Harry's dad) dislikes John because:
1. John is a mafia kingpin.
2. Malcolm has been taking care of his mom since he was a kid and doesn't need anybody's help.

... Or whatever the author wants!

I have always had several scenes in my head but this prompt helped me pick the one that I couldn't shake off and turn it into a real story. I've been lurking through the unfilled prompts to find some sort of direction and now I have it. Hope OP doesn't mind if I high-jack his/her prompt.

Featuring: (Always-a-Girl!) Harry Dresden/John Marcone

In my AU, Harry will have to be shorter than canon in order for the premise to work. I love Harry's height but at 6'9'' the suspension of disbelief would stall considering her new occupation. She's going to be 6 feet flat but she'll gain back a few more inches in her shoes so don't hate me too much! Also, I am tweaking a lot of the canon events in the beginning but bear with me. It's needed for the story.

Warning: Mentions of child abuse, dubious consent scenarios with minors, and graphic descriptions of death and/or violence

Summary: Having finally escaped Justin, a twelve-year old Harry Dresden refuses to be imprisoned again. She contacts the last person that reminds her of freedom. The Magical World unaware of who was there or what happened that night believed that no one survived the DuMorne Blaze. Harry has used the years slowly gathering her power base to return to Chicago under her own terms and by her own power.

Prologue:

The smoke was curling into her lungs; if she didn't leave soon it would suffocate her, but the conflicting feelings of guilt and triumph kept her feet locked unto the lawn of her prisonhomestartendbeginningfinale.

Justin had finally stopped screaming. The sudden and all-consuming hunger of the fire curse had robbed him of everything but the animal instinct of crying out in agony as the flames writhed around him. The first few seconds of his death knell had almost forced Harry to run away but for all that he had once stood for and for all the pain he had heaped unto her and Elaine, she bore witness to his end.

The flames crept over his skin and burned away his clothes to ashes. The heat peeled the flesh from the bone as the blood dried into dark brown stains on the ground and coiled into dark grey smoke.

"Bebe, we gotta get outta here."

She startled, blinking past the haze in her mind to look down at Bob. Aside from her mother's amulet and a backpack of her notes, pictures, a few connived dollars and loose change with one spare set of clothes, Bob was the only proof left that Harry Dresden had ever existed and meant a thing to anyone, anywhere. She clutched the delicate curve of the skull closer to her chest, tightening her grip until her knuckles seemed to meld into the paper-white bone beneath.

"As much as I like where I am, could we be walking away from the crime scene?"

She shook her head, "Why do we need to leave? The Wardens will be here soon. I'll hide you and we'll go to the Council. Once they know the truth, we'll just need to be careful about who sees you."

"Sorry to shatter your happy-ever-after, but you just broke the First Law of Magic. If the Wardens catch you, they'll kill you. Maybe not immediately but you'll be just as dead as Justin over there."

Her skin rolled into tiny goosebumps as her body started to shake. The growing cold of what her life had been for the past six years spread along her veins now that the flames of her curse were dying down, their fuel almost completely gone.

"He hurt us. He thralled Elaine. He tried to do the same to me!" Her will to stand dissipated along with her magic. Her knees buckled as she fell to the ground. She couldn't understand why they would want to punish her and mumbled so under her breath, unaware that Bob had heard her desperate musings.

Arts preserve her, but she doubted there was any better punishment that they could give her than what she already had done: she would bear Justin's death inside her for as long as she lived.

His smell would linger in her nose, the dust seeping into her skin, the afterimage of the fire branded into the backs of her eyes. Even gone, he still brought out the worst and best of her. She figured there was little to no difference between the two anymore when it came to her.

"The Council won't care, bebe. All they'll see is the warlock protégé left in the ashes of her master who hid right underneath their noses. The Council doesn't like being hoodwinked so well and you'll be their example of why no one should ever do it again."

All of her hopes of starting again, of finally living the way she and Elaine had dreamed of, of seeing the world and becoming part of the beauty Elaine promised freedom would bring, all gone now. She would be no better than Justin, another seed gone bad but all others would say it that thankfully she had been weeded out before she could have hurt anyone else.

"That's why we've got to leave before their enforcers arrive. Magic like you just did is pretty attention-grabbing, especially in this remote region of Bumblefuck. Thankfully, Justin thought that Samhain could cover up the magic he would use to thrall you tonight. His planning will give us enough time to cover-up and vanish into the ether. The Wardens of the area will be busy with the other magical shenanigans of the season. We have a small window of opportunity to disappear here. But we got to leave now while the leaving is good."

She choked on the options left to her: disappear or die. Her body ached with all the remembered and current hurts of her history in this house. Her soul echoed with all of the hollow spaces that fate had scalped into her. The panic, the sorrow, the anger, the blame; all of these emotions were chaining her to the ground and to her past.

She wondered why she had been so unlucky. Born under a cursed star? A bad leftover from a lineage curse? Seduced and killed a potential saint in a past life?

"Time's never your friend, bebe, but right now, time's the drugged-up pimp that wanted his cut five minutes ago. Make up your mind."

Even if she left, where could she go? She was twelve, an orphan with no relatives and no place to call home. Her only friend in the world was dead because of her and her guardian had literally gone into ashes in front of her. With no bankable skills and with no one to miss her, maybe death would be a mercy. If she had ever been naive before, Justin had torn away the last veil of innocence she had left from witnessing her father’s death. She knew now a girl her age on the streets was easy pickings for both magical and mundane monsters alike.

Her left hand rose from its grasp around Bob to curl over her mother's amulet. She remembered when Justin gave her this.

Since she'd been adopted and moved in, Justin had kept all her worldly treasures from Before as prizes for good behavior. She had won this the first time she'd sent ten consecutive baseballs back at the wall without getting hit once. At the time, she hadn't cared that it had taken her nearly three weeks of being black, blue, and bloodied. She had learned to shield and she had learned to duck. Lessons that would save her life at a later date, no doubt, but back then all she had cared for was impressing Justin and Elaine.

She had gotten a smile from Justin that day, along with a story about her mother as Justin had tucked Elaine and her into bed that night. Elaine had crept careful fingers over the marks left by the baseballs before squeezing her hands in silent congratulations.

He had told them what a wonderful wizard and woman Harry's mother had been and how proud Margaret would have been of Harry today; his hands and lips had lingered over her hair and forehead as he whispered: "You'll be just as beautiful and strong for me, won't you?"

Shyly, she had nodded earnestly before climbing out of the blankets to reassure him with hugs and butterfly kisses. She remembered thinking then that, although Daddy was gone, Justin was almost just as good. He had given her a home and a family too, after all.

She had been ten, with her magic new and painful and scary and sweet underneath her skin. Justin had been so pleased that it had woken so early. Elaine’s magic had soon followed, not wanting to be left behind by Harry or Justin.

The pentacle amulet suddenly shone underneath her hand, a beacon to lead her away from memories.

Harry stared at the silver light as it glimmered through the cracks in her fingers. She didn't want her life to be defined by the mistakes of Justin DuMorne. She'd burn herself into ashes before letting anyone say that Harley Blackstone Copperfield Dresden and Justin DuMorne were cut from the same cloth.

Obviously, her hat was a whole lot rattier to look at but, underneath it all, the base color was certainly whiter than Justin's had been for a very long time.

“What do I need to do to erase all traces of us, Bob?”

The skull’s grin seemed to grow wider. “Justin kept you and Elaine a secret, bebe. All you need to do is burn the house down and walk away. Don’t use magic; old-fashioned, everyday gasoline and matches will do the trick. The curse I taught you will be completely hidden by the non-magical fire and the Wardens will make sure that vanilla mortals won’t investigate too closely.”

Harry nodded before going about to destroy the last place on earth she’d want to be and the only place other than a totaled car that she had ever known as home. Half an hour later and the house and the surrounding lawn were sharing the same fate as their owner.

"C'mon, Bob. I have an idea."

The orange flames in the pits of the skull seemed to boost energy into her tired, skinny frame.

"Where we off to, bebe?"

"Before my Dad died, he had a lot of friends from traveling the country. Since I was always with him backstage, I was introduced to a whole bunch of people and learned a trick or two."

"Are we going to use one of those tricks now?"

"No, but I'm hoping to contact someone who might be willing to teach me some more."

"At what price, bebe?" Bob's eye sockets seem to spark as they glowed brighter, like a warning, a reminder to watch over what she had left after Justin had taken away so much, to cherish what little remained hers.

In the coming years she would learn the difference between what could be bartered away now that she was on her own versus what needed to be hidden if she didn't want to lose herself all over again.

"A few years of indentured labor."

"Oh," the flames seemed to rescind into a placid yellow glow, "Same-old, same-old then."

"Hopefully, if what I remember has stayed true since I last saw them."

"And if it hasn't?"

"Then, you better come up with a Plan B, Bob because this is the only one I've got."

TBC...

Post Script: Here's the revised edition of the prologue with all the required bits and pieces. Many thanks to the mods who have been very patient in explaining the ropes to this newbie. I have no beta so all mistakes left over are mine. If anyone would like to help me out, they'd be much appreciated. Hope you enjoyed it!

Inspired by a prompt and fill above:

AU. Instead of the events of Proven Guilty, Molly winds up getting recruited by Marcone.

You know who else is running around in Chicago? The Fraternity, pulling hits that aren't authorized by The Outfit. But no matter what he tries, Marcone can't get to anyone inside. Then one day, the whole place goes sky-high. Who pulled THAT hit?

Meanwhile, Murphy's noticed a bunch of impossible hits, bullets out of nowhere, crazy trajectories. Beings from the Nevernever rarely use guns, but it's wierd enough that she calls Harry in.

Harry, of course, manages to track down Wesley just before Marcone finds him. Cue icily snarky discussions, Marcone trying to hire Wesley, Harry trying to push Marcone, Wesley cussing up a storm...

Please? Anyone???

I'd love to see Will explaining how he got thw scar from aftermath to someone and tell the truth - from the other person's pov.

Inspired buy the utter creepy wrongness/whyisthishotness of the recent fill of Lord Raith winning at the end of Blood Rites, I'd like to see something where Raith starts to put the psychic whammy on Harry and Murphy, but then he gets his ass kicked by Eb. Not with the Blackstaff, since he's learned that's not going do do a damn thing. A rocket launcher and/or a claymore, on the other hand...(the sword, not the mine.)

Just Eb, utterly destroying Lord Raith.

Harry finds a chrysalis (y'know, a butterfly cocoon) in his house. Is it how pixies become pixies? Is it just your average butterfly cocoon? Is it some kind of magical bug bomb? What does Harry do with it? How did it even get there?!

Anon would love Harry being puzzled about such a simple thing, like you would not believe. ♥

Molly leaves a magazine at Harry's. Harry starts flipping through it out of curiosity and boredom and ends up reading a "is he into you?" article/quiz. He's seen someone acting like that.
Preslash, but can end with slash. Dresden/Marcone preferred.
Bonus if Molly left the magazine deliberately.

For your viewing pleasure I present to you the second-worst line I have ever encountered in Harry Potter porn: Cockus Viagrus Gigantus!

Context is that Harry (Potter) and Ron just felt they needed foot-long schlongs so as to fully enjoy themselves in a swimming pool. I, uh, don't think any plausible lube was mentioned. Unfortunately, this erotic masterpiece has disappeared off the net and I don't have a copy saved.

So maybe someone in the Dresdenverse comes across this literary gem- and is reminded of faux-Latin as spoken by Harry (Dresden). And they just feel the need to mention it to him...

So, Harry's mom and dad live, yeah? But they've got to make a living somehow, and his mom's skills are very useful to the mob. So she works for Vargassi, until one day, when Harry's a teenager, she starts to notice that there's a very promising young man named Gentleman John Marcone rising in power. She helps his rise in exchange for a better position.

Bonus if the mob helps her rescue Thomas before he goes vamp, and helps explain all his options to him. (As I recall, he wouldn't turn into a vampire if he loved the first person he had sex with. Unfortunately, that means no Justine, because she's crazy without his powers for a long time.)

what if the use of Soul-fire physically altered the users appearance with prolonged use. It doesn't have to be anything big, maybe it only makes tattoos or something far less ordinary (not that magically appearing tattoos are ordinary but they can be passed off as so) to wings or even something else. Just what would harry's reaction be to these changes.

From Lucyhale's A Different Corner:
"There wasn't much bright in a cop's life. Cops saw people at their worst, and after a while it was impossible to meet anyone new without wondering what crimes they were capable of. Every single person was a thief or a liar, a victim or a killer. Depressed or crazy or homicidal. A cop met a hundred new people a day and every single one of them was at a low point."

This is one of the most apt descriptions of cop mentality I have ever read. It helps explain why Murphy had such a hard time trusting Harry is the first few books. I want Murphy's POV between Storm Front and Fool Moon.

I'd like for someone to explore the possibility that the person who's been trying to kill Harry during all the books is Harry himself.

Harry suffers from a multiple personality disorder (like in Fight Club). His power-hungry darker self knows that the only way for a wizard's power to grow is to use magic until the last limit and then some more. Thus, he's been pitting powerful black wizards, vampires and faeries against Harry, to force him to tap into his power and become even more stronger. That's why Harry always manages to get the last, decisive bit of insight that turns the tide against his enemies in the last possible second. Dark!Harry doesn't want Harry to die after all, just to become stronger.

Bonus points if:

- dark!Harry is the secret leader of the Black Council and is spying on the White and the Grey Council through good!Harry

- the split personality is a product of Justin's constant magical and emotional abuse, a defense mechanism Harry created to deal with the Justin's lessons.

- Bob is in the know and the darker aspect of him we saw in Dead Beat (Kemmler's assistant) is actually dark!Harry's Bob, since we know that Bob's personality is influenced by his owner.

Long, prompt is long. Sorry.

Don't get me wrong... Dresden/Marcone is my OTP in the Dresden Files fandom, but I would really like to see this pairing get done.

Bonus if it has pr0n, but I don't mind if it doesn't.

I want to see fic based on this song. "Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner", by Warren Zevon.

Would probably work best if Harry gets hired to figure out how to get rid of the headless thing with a gun that keeps following this old ex-CIA operative around, but any other interpretations are welcome.

Here's a link to video of the song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WhRRWwH3Fro

we learned in Changes that Ms. Spunklecrief is fairly badass. I mean, she slept through the zombies in Dead Beat and she sleeps with a gun under her pillow.

What if she's more than she appears. Like, say, an ex-government agent from the secret division that deals with spooky stuff. Like the BPRD or something. A flashback of her fighting monsters with some wizard, or she saves Harry's ass and he finds out. All I want is to see Ms. Spunklecrief being a badass.

And if you want to turn it into a Hellboy/BPRD crossover, that's fine by me.

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The Secret Leader of the Black Council...

inspired by another (obvious) prompt

Polka Lullabies, Anyone?

Marcone/Thomas/Harry

Mobster!Harry

Jealous!Matchmaker!Marcone

Chief of Police Karrin Murphy

Repost with fill: Round Three - Lord RaithxHarry

John Marcone, FBI Agent

FILL: pay without regret (prologue/?) REVISED

no subject

Wanted (2008) Xover: Marcone vs The Fraternity

Will + scar

Eb kicks Lord Raith's ass.

life's little mysteries

Reading Into It

Cockus Viagrus Gigantus!

So, I had this AU idea that wouldn't let me go

Soul Magic

Quote

Black Council!Harry (aka the Fight Club crossover)

Dresden/Demonreach

Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner

Harry's Landlady