LJ Drabble Night, Dec 26, 2003
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Another Poetry night theme. (Though it also looks like Snape night, too!) This time, I have for you four drabbles...and a sonnet. Kinda doggerel-y for a sonnet, but it was written in 15 minutes and fit the word count, so, I'm satisfied.
"If I can stop one heart from breaking, /I shall not live in vain." Dickinson, Snape/Lupin (challenge by
sharp_tongue)
"I've come to say thank you."
"Have you."
"Look, don't be a prat about this, Snape. This is so large I hardly know where to begin, and if you keep this up--this attitude that bringing Sirius back was no more effort for you than is stirring sugar into your tea--"
"I don't take sugar."
"You insufferable--" Lupin gets himself under control. "This is exactly why Sirius hasn't come yet. He has no idea what to say to you. How can he possibly thank you for this? Dammit, how can I thank you?"
Snape knows. He knows what he would have from Lupin.
What he will settle for, however, would be for Lupin to stop telling him over and over again, how much it means to him. Even if that's precisely why Snape did it.
He will not confess the reason.
He doesn't want Lupin's pity.
Not that.
Faster and faster / They vanish into darkness / our years together. (Wendy Cope) Snape/Dumbledore (challenge by
isiscolo)
Harry sits on the edge of his bed in 12 Grimmauld Place and thinks about what he's just seen.
They couldn't have known he was there.
It wasn't even lascivious. It was only the touch of two hands. And the look in two pairs of eyes.
Harry is only sixteen, but he doesn't need experience to tell him that the way Dumbledore bid Snape goodnight means anything but one thing.
He tries to imagine it. Dumbledore--old Dumbledore--and Snape.
It should be ludicrous.
But he remembers the look again. Thinks about the Order. And Voldemort. And Sirius.
And how very uncertain the future looks to everyone. Including Dumbledore, and Snape.
Including him.
A sound at the door. "Harry? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't--"
"N--!" It's coming out too loud. He tries again. "No."
Reaches out a hand. "No, please, Hermione, come in. Will you sit with me?"
"I kept him for his humor's sake,/For he would oft beguile" WIlliam Cowper Voldemort/Snape (challenge by
venivincere)
In sleep, this is what he sees:
The hair, which is called limp in its usual vertical orientation, turning to a splay of tendrils that evoke Medusa's serpents. The mouth, held in a pursed sneer of disapproval during the day, relaxing into the humblest of lines, lips separating with a hint of moisture at their corners. Snape's eyelids no longer standing like sentries, but fallen quiet, off-duty for the duration of the night. And the fingers, usually clasped or steepled so deliberately, instead lying open, reaching, every so often, for a corner of the pillow or the edge of the sheet. Or even his lover's shoulder.
Voldemort has many nights where he sleeps little, himself. But he has no lack of entertainment, during that time.
"Because I could not stop for Death,/ He kindly stopped for me;/ The carriage held but just ourselves/ And Immortality." Dickinson. Lucius/Snape (challenge by
sharp_tongue)
"Severus?"
No longer cold.
"Severus, get up."
His side didn't hurt anymore. Had someone cast a healing charm?
A hand clasped his, tugged. Snape turned his head to see Lucius Malfoy standing above him, forcing him to rise to his feet, whether he would or no.
When he was standing, Snape began to laugh.
Lucius's mouth twitched. "You find this funny?"
"Yes, and why not? Tell me, something, Lucius: did it hurt?"
"The killing curse? I doubt it was worse than a sword through the ribs."
"We'll never know, will we?" Snape was still laughing. "Can't go through each, and compare."
"No, but who knows what knowledge lies ahead for us? Are you...glad that I waited?"
He stopped laughing. "Yes."
Hands still clasped, the two walked away from the battlefield.
"Without warning/ as a whirlwind/ swoops on an oak/ Love shakes my heart." Sappho. Harry/Snape. (challenge by
sharp_tongue)
I said, "Detention, Potter," and the brat
Remained within his seat, and did not scowl
But waited 'til the class had gone, and sat
With eyes as wide as some strange green-eyed owl.
I knew he planned more mischief. Had I known
The sort within his mind, I would have fled.
But I believed myself too wise, too stone,
My heart changed years ago to mere base lead.
So when I stalked my way across the room
And stood before him, daring him to speak,
He only smiled, not fearing any doom,
And stood, and did a thing to turn me weak:
He placed a wicked kiss upon my lips.
My heart's not lead--it must be flesh: it skips.
"If I can stop one heart from breaking, /I shall not live in vain." Dickinson, Snape/Lupin (challenge by
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"I've come to say thank you."
"Have you."
"Look, don't be a prat about this, Snape. This is so large I hardly know where to begin, and if you keep this up--this attitude that bringing Sirius back was no more effort for you than is stirring sugar into your tea--"
"I don't take sugar."
"You insufferable--" Lupin gets himself under control. "This is exactly why Sirius hasn't come yet. He has no idea what to say to you. How can he possibly thank you for this? Dammit, how can I thank you?"
Snape knows. He knows what he would have from Lupin.
What he will settle for, however, would be for Lupin to stop telling him over and over again, how much it means to him. Even if that's precisely why Snape did it.
He will not confess the reason.
He doesn't want Lupin's pity.
Not that.
Faster and faster / They vanish into darkness / our years together. (Wendy Cope) Snape/Dumbledore (challenge by
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Harry sits on the edge of his bed in 12 Grimmauld Place and thinks about what he's just seen.
They couldn't have known he was there.
It wasn't even lascivious. It was only the touch of two hands. And the look in two pairs of eyes.
Harry is only sixteen, but he doesn't need experience to tell him that the way Dumbledore bid Snape goodnight means anything but one thing.
He tries to imagine it. Dumbledore--old Dumbledore--and Snape.
It should be ludicrous.
But he remembers the look again. Thinks about the Order. And Voldemort. And Sirius.
And how very uncertain the future looks to everyone. Including Dumbledore, and Snape.
Including him.
A sound at the door. "Harry? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't--"
"N--!" It's coming out too loud. He tries again. "No."
Reaches out a hand. "No, please, Hermione, come in. Will you sit with me?"
"I kept him for his humor's sake,/For he would oft beguile" WIlliam Cowper Voldemort/Snape (challenge by
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In sleep, this is what he sees:
The hair, which is called limp in its usual vertical orientation, turning to a splay of tendrils that evoke Medusa's serpents. The mouth, held in a pursed sneer of disapproval during the day, relaxing into the humblest of lines, lips separating with a hint of moisture at their corners. Snape's eyelids no longer standing like sentries, but fallen quiet, off-duty for the duration of the night. And the fingers, usually clasped or steepled so deliberately, instead lying open, reaching, every so often, for a corner of the pillow or the edge of the sheet. Or even his lover's shoulder.
Voldemort has many nights where he sleeps little, himself. But he has no lack of entertainment, during that time.
"Because I could not stop for Death,/ He kindly stopped for me;/ The carriage held but just ourselves/ And Immortality." Dickinson. Lucius/Snape (challenge by
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"Severus?"
No longer cold.
"Severus, get up."
His side didn't hurt anymore. Had someone cast a healing charm?
A hand clasped his, tugged. Snape turned his head to see Lucius Malfoy standing above him, forcing him to rise to his feet, whether he would or no.
When he was standing, Snape began to laugh.
Lucius's mouth twitched. "You find this funny?"
"Yes, and why not? Tell me, something, Lucius: did it hurt?"
"The killing curse? I doubt it was worse than a sword through the ribs."
"We'll never know, will we?" Snape was still laughing. "Can't go through each, and compare."
"No, but who knows what knowledge lies ahead for us? Are you...glad that I waited?"
He stopped laughing. "Yes."
Hands still clasped, the two walked away from the battlefield.
"Without warning/ as a whirlwind/ swoops on an oak/ Love shakes my heart." Sappho. Harry/Snape. (challenge by
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I said, "Detention, Potter," and the brat
Remained within his seat, and did not scowl
But waited 'til the class had gone, and sat
With eyes as wide as some strange green-eyed owl.
I knew he planned more mischief. Had I known
The sort within his mind, I would have fled.
But I believed myself too wise, too stone,
My heart changed years ago to mere base lead.
So when I stalked my way across the room
And stood before him, daring him to speak,
He only smiled, not fearing any doom,
And stood, and did a thing to turn me weak:
He placed a wicked kiss upon my lips.
My heart's not lead--it must be flesh: it skips.
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Date: 2003-12-26 08:50 pm (UTC)I love it!
(and I am happy to report that the Swiss Dark tastes awesome on cherry vanilla ice cream!)
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Date: 2003-12-27 07:18 am (UTC)(Ooh, so glad the tastes work! Damn, now you've made me hungry for Black Cherry ice cream...)
What you REALLY missed was me having a freak-out all over the chatroom because the challenge given right before the Sappho one was a sonnet couplet that I absolutely could not decipher. Could not figure out what it was referring to, could not take its abstraction and get any image that I could turn into a theme, could not get past the fact that the meaning wasn't concrete in those two lines and was therefore stubbornly, completely stonewalled at trying to make something of it. Felt very very stupid. Was "Bah, humbug"-ing all over the place. So, as a result, I decided that with the next challenge I would try to redeem myself by writing a sonnet for it, just to prove I could. Meter, rhyme, plot, and word count! 'S good enough for my bruised ego. ^_^
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Date: 2003-12-26 09:08 pm (UTC)BOUNCE! BOUNCE! BOUNCE!
Wheeeeeeeeee!
[/giddy delight]
Thanks for that. :)
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Date: 2003-12-27 07:20 am (UTC)(Too bad for him! ^_^ So glad you liked!)
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Date: 2003-12-26 09:34 pm (UTC)For something "doggerel-y" as you say the sonnett is very admirable. The repetition of the idea of the heart as lead, the surprise of whimsey at the end. The spondee of "it skips" lends to the idea of Snape's surprise.
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Date: 2003-12-27 07:24 am (UTC)And she can throw around terms like "spondee"! Oh, I am so outta my league. ^_^ *goes back to copy of "Sound and Sense" and looks up the "Metric Feet" poem*
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Date: 2003-12-26 09:47 pm (UTC)it skips.
Perfect.
And Snape/Lupin... lovely. How everything's tangled up. Snape saving Sirius to make Lupin happy, Lupin telling Snape how much it means to him and thereby reminding him every time that it's Sirius he loves and... and... Just lovely.
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Date: 2003-12-27 09:40 am (UTC)(HEY! That icon! Who's art is it, do you know? I've been using this icon with the same art and don't know who drew the original...)
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Date: 2003-12-27 04:16 am (UTC)The Snape/Lucius makes sense, and I'm tempted to say it's cute. I am a disturbed person.
The sonnet is quite surprisingly good. I particularly liked the last line and the owl simile. Cuteness!
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Date: 2003-12-27 04:33 am (UTC)I'm jealous of anyone who can write a sonnet in 15 minutes! It's years since I could write sonnets. They're such buggers, not just the rhyme, the metre, but the very images have to flow neatly - grr. And a suitable word count too! *sulks off*
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Date: 2003-12-27 07:26 am (UTC)Who told you I have no saving throw versus sonnets?
That was totally unfair.
And I loved it utterly.
And really, I thought the simplicity of the lines to be charming, not doggerel. You even kept the metre perfectly. Gotta love iambic pentameter. And I do. Thanks for sharing this.
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Date: 2003-12-27 09:52 am (UTC)(and now I need to make icons on the theme of "I have no saving throw against..." because that's a terrific phrase!)
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Date: 2003-12-27 01:09 pm (UTC)I really like the sense of bitterness/sadness the first one made me feel and the last one made me laugh. The het was watched for and kinda...interesting, in a way, but I don't even mildly ship H/Hr, so...yeah. *laughs*
And I did like the LM/SS one, as well. The idea of Lucius waiting was...romantic and sweet...but the way he prodded Sev up was totally in character.
~Cai
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Date: 2003-12-27 01:54 pm (UTC)Snape/Dumbledore: I like this one the best. The distance - Harry's POV in stead of either Snape's or Dumbledore's - works well, and the overall insecurity and fear of the future stands out very clearly.
Snape/Voldemort: Aww, sleeping lovers ... The lines in the challenge makes it slightly, I don't know, sinister?
Snape/Lucius: This one made me laugh. It was so typically the two of them. Now that I'm thinking about it, I read it as if they killed each other and still their relationship remains the same.
Snape/Harry: I'm deeply impressed by you remembering the formula for a sonnet. The last line made quite the impression as I don't connect anything Snape-related with 'skipping' ;)
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Date: 2003-12-27 05:22 pm (UTC)Oh, and I'm so glad you liked the Snapledore! That was fun, weaving around that one...and oh, thank you for all the comments! *hugs*
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Date: 2003-12-27 05:10 pm (UTC)"What he will settle for, however, would be for Lupin to stop telling him over and over again, how much it means to him. Even if that's precisely why Snape did it."
*Lovely.*
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