impromptu hugs comment fanwork fest

[such_heights]

Because it's Monday and that sucks.

A hug can turn your day around. It’s like an emotional Heimlich. Someone puts their arms around you and they give you a squeeze and all your fear and anxiety come shooting out of your mouth in a big wet wad and you can breath again.

-- Chuck, Pushing Daisies

All kinds of fanworks welcome - audiofic, art, rec lists, fic, picspam etc - as are all kinds of hugs - platonic, romantic, enforced huddling for warmth, whatever you like. If, like Ned in the above Pushing Daisies scene, you're writing about a character who's less fond of physical contact, non-tactile gestures of affection are also welcome.

eta: now with animated .gifs in comments. also, as many entries as you like, as self-indulgent as you like, indefinitely! go to town.

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[recessional]

[from And On The Third Day verse; self-indulgence at its finest]

Neville dubs them Studdle Piles, which is not exactly the most elegant portmanteau ever, but works. It means a cuddle-pile in which everyone involved, or at least most of them, are studying. And Harry, Hermione and Ron aren't the only people you find in them either, although they are the most frequent.

Since the end of the War, everyone seems a lot more touchy. Like it's harder to believe someone's really okay if you're not touching them. Everyone who's dating someone else, of course, would have been thrown out of Hogwarts for inappropriate public displays of attention in anything other than this special, students-preparing-for-tests-only term. But it isn't just them.

You'll even find boys who act like they have something to prove in the masculinity department (mostly, Hermione observes with pointed accuracy, those who were too young, too afraid or too busy hiding with their parents to take part in the Battle of Hogwarts) sitting close enough to touch shoulders on the Common Room chesterfields, books on their laps.

But of course, everyone desperately needs to study, so there are books everywhere.

The Studdle Piles are how Ginny and Luna rather carefully inform the world that they're an item. Pointed and hostile expressions are how Ron, Harry and Hermione all express to everyone else that anyone who takes exception to this might find themselves spending the rest of their lives as a ferret. After all, nobody's quite sure what terrifying and dreadful spells the three of them had learned on their year-long quest.

The Studdle Piles are also how some of the Slytherins who'd come hesitantly back to the school are either gathered back into the society of the rest of the school or (like Pansy, whom nobody forgave for anything that happened during the Bad Year, largely because she didn't apologize) firmly shown to be on the Outs with every other House.

Maybe, Harry thinks sometimes, they'll be able to heal the whole wizarding world a bit better this time. Starting by acting like (as Pansy had sneered and nobody had really felt insulted by) happy collections of puppies huddling together for warmth.

[staranise]

Studdle Piles sounds like a place in Britain. "Well, chaps, off to Studdle Piles for the weekend." (What a weekend!)

Love Ginny/Luna, and the fierce trio looking out for them.

[such_heights]

omg greatest idea! This is completely lovely. :D