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05 April 2010 @ 11:32 am
Three Snarry Ficlets  
I participated in dyno_drabbles for the first time. They have monthly pairings, and since March was Snarry and since it was only three weeks, I figured I'd give it a try. The comm is well run and I had a great time. Here are my entries (and lovely banners):



Week one: Prompt: "It was on fire when I got here"
Though the prompt kind of suggested humor, I went with something a bit more poignant. I didn't win anything. :(

TITLE: No Matter What
AUTHOR: asnowyowl
RATING: PG
WARNING: NONE
WORD COUNT: 497
A/N: Established relationship. Beta'd by bk7brokemybrain



No Matter What

Hungry flames licked the walls, devoured the roof. Smoke blotted the summer stars. Harry stepped up behind Severus, whispering the man's name before wrapping arms around his waist, laying his head between Severus's shoulder blades. "What happened?"

Severus shrugged. He shook Harry off and turned to face him.

When Severus nodded, Harry cast Legilimens to skim the other man's thoughts, knowing it was Severus's way of coping, of handling this oft-needed intrusion, that caused him to push an image of quill and parchment into Harry's questing sight. The quill moved and the words, It was on fire when I got here!, inscribed across the page. Harry retreated from Severus's mind. They might be lovers, in love, even (though the words went unspoken), but some familiarities shouldn't be abused. "Do you think someone set it?"

Severus nodded again, this time in agreement, not invitation.

Of course someone had. As he'd jogged up the road toward the Shrieking Shack, Harry had seen Gregory Goyle slipping away. Severus, attention fixed on the flames, thankfully hadn't witnessed his former student's treachery. Although Harry might have influence, he wouldn't be able to save Severus from a murder charge. Harry let out a shaky breath. He'd nearly panicked when Severus had slipped out of The Three Broomsticks while Harry paid the tab. Even in his condition, the man thought he could handle anything on his own, but this could have been his undoing. Merlin, what if Severus had entered the Shack earlier, had gotten caught unprepared in the inferno? It had gone up like a tinderbox, after all. Harry banished those thoughts. Severus was here. He was fine. "No matter. We'll find traces of Nagini's venom elsewhere."

Severus's brow furrowed. He shook his head.

"We will. The Shack was only the beginning." And the only place they'd needed Ministry approval to enter, probably the reason it was now being reduced to embers. He'd find the Ministry snitch who'd tipped off Goyle.

Severus's throat moved spastically as he swallowed, and Harry imagined, as he often did, the remnant of Nagini's venom that still poisoned Severus, paralyzed his vocal chords. If only there was a way to extract that bit of toxin to add to the antivenin brew, but that was impossible. It was melded with Severus now, part of him, at least until they found the key to its eviction.

"We still have Bathilda Bagshot's old house, the Riddle place, Malfoy Manor. Any of them might hold a drop of dried venom." Harry hated how short the list was, but was careful not to show his disappointment. "You'll get your voice back."

Severus grimaced.

"You will." Harry smiled, retaining his optimistic façade. "I'm with you no matter what, you know, but I am looking forward to hearing you say my name in that sexy voice of yours."

Severus's face relaxed. He smirked. "What? Potter?" he mouthed.

"Hardly." Harry laughed. He grabbed Severus's arm and pulled him away. There was nothing left for them here.

END



For week two, the drabble had to be inspired by the words, "All I do, I can still feel you." Yeah, so this prompt brought all sorts of ideas of angst and sadness... so, of course, I went with humor. I won!!



TITLE: Noteworthy
AUTHOR: asnowyowl
RATING: R
WARNING: Hint of Student/Teacher
WORD COUNT: 243
A/N: I really like this one, but I'm glad we only had to be inspired by the line, because I couldn’t quite fit it in verbatim.



Noteworthy

Harry stood in seventh-year potions, shifting from foot to foot, willing the pain away. When he couldn't take the searing heat any longer, he bent down (groaning), and fished parchment, ink, and quill from his bag.

Since Snape was headed in his direction, Harry scribbled, Help! In pain!, and pushed the parchment to the edge of the table.

Snape's gaze darted from the paper to Harry's eyes. He cocked one eyebrow, muttered inaudibly, and moved on.

Bugger!

Harry tried to dice the roots for his potion, but every movement was torture. He caught Snape's eye, motioned him over, and scrawled. Ouch! OUCH!

In a billow of robes, Snape turned away. Snickering.

Damn him!

Perhaps begging would work. When Snape was on his next circuit of the classroom, Harry wrote, Pain potion, please.

Snape walked away, but not toward the medicinal supplies cupboard.

Git!

Pain and brewing didn't go together. Harry's potion was a roiling mass of purple when it should've been tranquil green. There was nothing for it, he'd earned a fail. He banished the cauldron's contents, but remained standing.

Snape swept up the aisle and plunked a potion vial and a slip of parchment onto Harry's table. Harry gulped the potion and unfolded the note. Next time, don't continually yell harder! unless your posterior can handle the aftereffects.

After class, a completely pain-free Harry dropped a note on Snape's desk, Same time tonight?

There was no need to wait for an answer.

END


For week three, the prompt was: "I wish you hadn't said that". I went somewhat humerous again. This time I was awarded Mod's Choice!




TITLE: Truth and Consequences
AUTHOR asnowyowl
RATING: PG
WARNING: School-aged Harry (17)
WORD COUNT: 299



Truth and Consequences

Harry tried not to stare at the still-healing gashes on Snape's neck as the professor marched toward the front of the Great Hall. He was impressed, as always, that anyone could survive a Naga attack – impressed and thankful. As Snape passed, Harry asked, "How are you feeling, sir?"

Snape's forward motion halted mid-step. He tottered before regaining balance. "I wish you hadn't said that," he muttered.

"Why?"

Snape spun toward Harry. Through gritted teeth, he said, "Madam Pomfrey placed me under a medical enchantment. I cannot lie when asked that particular question."

Harry shrugged. "Well, that's not so bad, is it? I imagine you'd try to brush off your injuries, otherwise."

"It is so bad when I let slip whatever's on my mind." Snape's dark eyes kindled with a wild light. "Like how you've grown into such a desirable man. Or how I dream of seizing you and ravishing…." He slapped a hand over his still-moving mouth, muffling his words.

Several Gryffindors gasped. Ron choked.

Harry's heart soared. Could Snape want what he did? He darted from his seat and grabbed Snape's arm, pulling him from the Great Hall, surprised when the man didn't resist.

For several steps, Snape continued muttering, but as Harry led him to the dungeons, he lowered his hand and quieted.

Harry stopped when they'd gone far enough to ensure privacy. He stepped close to Snape, crowding him against the wall. "Now, what were you saying?"

Snape scowled, but his eyes still flamed. "The enchantment only lasts ninety seconds at a time, so forget it, Potter. In fact, forget everything you heard. My condition, you understand, leaves me quite delirious."

"I doubt that." Harry leaned in, placing his palms against the wall, trapping Snape between his arms. "So, tell me, Professor, how are you feeling?"

END

So, it was fun and I adore my banners.
 
 
 
awrenceawrence on April 5th, 2010 07:23 pm (UTC)
All three are lovely but I really, really liked the first one. And it's just begging for more, isn't it?
Annasnowyowl on April 5th, 2010 10:20 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Oh, please don't get my imagination started on an epic Snape and Harry travel throughout the UK trying to find Nagini's venom story. Ack!!
sra_danverssra_danvers on April 5th, 2010 07:49 pm (UTC)
Congratulations dear! I lost it! You would have to advise me, you know I adore your stories!

I loved especially the last. And you cut just when it gets in the better! XD That's why I don't love drabbles, but you know, I always want more and more ;-)
Annasnowyowl on April 5th, 2010 10:21 pm (UTC)
LOL. I know how you feel about drabbles, my dear - and, believe me, I see your point.

It seems I haven't talked to you in a while. I miss you!!
sra_danverssra_danvers on April 6th, 2010 06:45 am (UTC)
Yeah, me too. That week I was in my beach house, and you know, no internet if I can stollen it to my neigbourgh XD
Annasnowyowl on April 7th, 2010 01:31 pm (UTC)
LOL! Gotta love those neighbors who have the unprotected internet!
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Annasnowyowl on April 5th, 2010 10:22 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! It was fun to figure out a twist on the prompts.
reg_flint on April 5th, 2010 11:21 pm (UTC)
I particularly liked the first one, the other two were cute and intelligent but the first "No Matter What" was extremely well written and should have secured you runner up as MINIMUM. It has a drabble defect...it should continue in perpetuity!! or at least a 2k!!
Annasnowyowl on April 7th, 2010 01:32 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I really quite liked that first one, myself.
secretsolitairesecretsolitaire on April 6th, 2010 11:35 am (UTC)
These are fantastic! I'm always up for a good spanking fic. :-P
Annasnowyowl on April 7th, 2010 01:32 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :)
keyairreemkeyairreem on April 9th, 2010 04:52 am (UTC)
Beautiful! More please!
lullabylilylullabylily on June 5th, 2010 05:35 pm (UTC)
I love these! Especially the third one!!! Brilliant! Love Harry seizing the opportunity :D. Love to read what comes next ^^.
Lauren: pic#107202203lulurogers33 on January 4th, 2011 09:35 am (UTC)
Loved all of them, especially the first one, brought tears to my eyes. Beautiful job! :)