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isiscolo send me three challenges after, and parceled them out one by one today, writing each in (close to!) fifteen minutes. So, it obeyed the spirit of the thing!
Snape/Lupin. Snape was bitten in the Shrieking Shack incident. (challenge byisiscolo)
It's the kick to his ribs that brings him 'round. "Get up."
Snape doesn't move. His arm burns like fire. He knows if he looks down at it it will be three times its normal size, and red and pulsing and certainly have to be taken off at the shoulder before the corruption spreads.
"Get up!" He's shaken by brutal hands. "Sweet fucking Christ, get up!"
And then the hands leave him, and the voice dissolves into sobs. Great, horrible sobs that finally cause Snape to move.
Lupin crouches near him, his arms covering his head as he weeps. "...kill you and hide the body," he gasps. "I want to, oh, Christ, how I want to."
Snape does see his own arm at last: not swollen, not diseased. The bite is already healing.
"I'm not going to tell," says Snape.
Lupin looks at him.
"Teach me how a werewolf survives."
Sirius/Remus, Sirius was the traitor and not Peter. (challenge bygoseaward)
"Hello, Moony."
Remus freezes.
He should be reaching into his robes for his wand, preparing to spin about, to face and to disable the traitor.
That's right, Remus thinks, call him traitor. Call him escapee, fugitive. But do not think of him as anything else.
And yet, the words on his lips as he turns, slowly--wand still inside the breastpocket of his robes--are, "Hello, Padfoot."
The worst sight he has ever seen is Sirius's wild eyes.
They smile as Sirius's mouth smiles. "Wanted one thing. One thing only for the last twelve years. You wouldn't come. So I had to come to you." He steps closer. "All I could think about, when I read about your appointment: you would be at Hogwarts. And I could find you here." Another step. "Want my goodbye kiss from you. Not a Dementor."
"Mine...won't kill."
"Oh, Moony," Sirius breathes. "Yes, it will."
Snape/Harry, Harry was sorted into Slytherin.(challenge bycluegirl)
Snape's applause is genuine. Well, well.
As the skinny First-Year in glasses makes his way to the Slytherin table, looking at the space which Draco Malfoy clears for him with dubious trust, as though the spot might have been hexed, Snape is already years ahead in the future.
Praise for the boy's smallest achievement. Offers to tutor him privately. The precise balance of truth and lies...
"Your father and I were great friends, you know. He would be ever so proud of your accomplishments."
"...always been particularly fond of you, Potter--may I call you Harry? You'll forgive your Head of House that familiarity, won't you?"
"...must be careful...these intimacies would be frowned upon if any knew--oh, let me kiss you again..."
Snape fancies he can feel James's Potter's spinning in his grave even at this distance.
Snape smiles. He wishes he could do something nice for that Hat.
isiscolo send me three challenges after, and parceled them out one by one today, writing each in (close to!) fifteen minutes. So, it obeyed the spirit of the thing!Snape/Lupin. Snape was bitten in the Shrieking Shack incident. (challenge by
isiscolo)It's the kick to his ribs that brings him 'round. "Get up."
Snape doesn't move. His arm burns like fire. He knows if he looks down at it it will be three times its normal size, and red and pulsing and certainly have to be taken off at the shoulder before the corruption spreads.
"Get up!" He's shaken by brutal hands. "Sweet fucking Christ, get up!"
And then the hands leave him, and the voice dissolves into sobs. Great, horrible sobs that finally cause Snape to move.
Lupin crouches near him, his arms covering his head as he weeps. "...kill you and hide the body," he gasps. "I want to, oh, Christ, how I want to."
Snape does see his own arm at last: not swollen, not diseased. The bite is already healing.
"I'm not going to tell," says Snape.
Lupin looks at him.
"Teach me how a werewolf survives."
Sirius/Remus, Sirius was the traitor and not Peter. (challenge by
goseaward)"Hello, Moony."
Remus freezes.
He should be reaching into his robes for his wand, preparing to spin about, to face and to disable the traitor.
That's right, Remus thinks, call him traitor. Call him escapee, fugitive. But do not think of him as anything else.
And yet, the words on his lips as he turns, slowly--wand still inside the breastpocket of his robes--are, "Hello, Padfoot."
The worst sight he has ever seen is Sirius's wild eyes.
They smile as Sirius's mouth smiles. "Wanted one thing. One thing only for the last twelve years. You wouldn't come. So I had to come to you." He steps closer. "All I could think about, when I read about your appointment: you would be at Hogwarts. And I could find you here." Another step. "Want my goodbye kiss from you. Not a Dementor."
"Mine...won't kill."
"Oh, Moony," Sirius breathes. "Yes, it will."
Snape/Harry, Harry was sorted into Slytherin.(challenge by
cluegirl)Snape's applause is genuine. Well, well.
As the skinny First-Year in glasses makes his way to the Slytherin table, looking at the space which Draco Malfoy clears for him with dubious trust, as though the spot might have been hexed, Snape is already years ahead in the future.
Praise for the boy's smallest achievement. Offers to tutor him privately. The precise balance of truth and lies...
"Your father and I were great friends, you know. He would be ever so proud of your accomplishments."
"...always been particularly fond of you, Potter--may I call you Harry? You'll forgive your Head of House that familiarity, won't you?"
"...must be careful...these intimacies would be frowned upon if any knew--oh, let me kiss you again..."
Snape fancies he can feel James's Potter's spinning in his grave even at this distance.
Snape smiles. He wishes he could do something nice for that Hat.
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Date: 2004-02-14 03:45 pm (UTC)(and of course wonderful to see more shrieking shack au's, my all time favourite :)
good ones! thanks for sharing.
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Date: 2004-02-14 04:55 pm (UTC)Lupin crouches near him, his arms covering his head as he weeps. "...kill you and hide the body," he gasps. "I want to, oh, Christ, how I want to."
Oh, god. Oh, how brilliantly you've captured the balance of Remus here; so capable of grief, yes, but will do almost anything to protect himself (and his friends). Absolutely chilling.
And the second one. Oh. All the interpretations that can be given to the last line. And each one just gives me shivers. If I were a better writer and could do it justice, I might ask to turn this into something much longer, but I'm not and shall therefore gaze at you imploringly.
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Date: 2004-02-14 04:56 pm (UTC)All three were great! Nice work. =D
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Date: 2004-02-14 07:12 pm (UTC)Oh, that Sirius/Remus made me crazy. More, more!
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Date: 2004-02-14 07:26 pm (UTC)Anyway, to the drabbles: My favorite of three(damn, that is tough) is the Remus/Sirius. Wow, what a punch to the gut.
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Date: 2004-02-14 07:36 pm (UTC)The Snarry, as has been repeatedly (for good reason!) mentioned already, was gorgeous. And Remus's desperation in the first was very moving.
...But above all the second was heart-stopping. Utterly devastating. And I'm in awe. o_o
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Date: 2004-02-14 09:45 pm (UTC)The first; so desperate and horrified, until it flows right through to a sort of shellshocked craftiness I can just about Taste!
Second...*shiver* Ohh, bad Sirius. Bad, bad Sirius! He must be spanked! *Yanks self back from the towering edge of Python-dom* I love how you tied in the "He's at Hogwarts" spin from PoA.
And the third. Oh, it's such a redundant thing to call Snape 'bad', isn't it? But I do love this. Seduction by way of revenge. Is it any wonder I can see Snape as a Borgia?
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Date: 2004-02-16 06:59 am (UTC)the "He's at Hogwarts" spin from PoA.
That was where the whole drabble came from, yes! To me that's AU-ishness at its most fun.
Snape as a Borgia
Bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies AU! AU!
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Date: 2004-02-14 10:25 pm (UTC)I've no idea how you paint such compelling portraits with so few words. It's a gift which I envy.
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Date: 2004-02-15 02:10 am (UTC)Great job, as always.
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Date: 2004-02-15 02:20 am (UTC)The first one was real good, too. I liked Snape's strength, very suiting.
And the second... well... *sniff*
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Date: 2004-02-15 03:24 am (UTC)Ouch. Wow.
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Date: 2004-02-15 05:22 am (UTC)Still waiting for the Freezing!Snape pr0n...
The first one makes sense, Remus saying he'll hide the body... and Severus... oh, Severus. 'Teach me how a werewolf survives'. Mmm. Somehow, I know that shouldn't make me go 'GUH'. But. Um. In Snape's voice? Yeah. Um. Slytherin survivalism is indomitably sexy.
The second one... wow. Sirius' last line. Wow. 'Oh, yes it will.' It will, it will... *breaks down crying*
And there's no question about my loving the Snape/Harry one. I just love the fact that Harry's been dropped into Snape's claws like a tender little morsel (*slaps self*)--that is to say--I mean--damn it.
(WHERE IS MY REGULUS??? I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN.)
I love how Snape plays with Harry's mind and his body... a perfect vengeance. I felt a vicious sort of pleasure when I thought of James Potter turning in his grave--and how Snape must enjoy this, and how true to him it is, true to his vindictiveness and his inability to forgive!
... I would also like to see a longer version of this. But you KNEW I was going to ask for that, and I have summarily given up hope of my prayers being answered, but like the stupid, helpless devotee I am, I'll keep praying anyway.
<333333. I love that there is hardly ever a group of drabbles of yours that doesn't have a bit of chan in it. You pull me through, yes you do.
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Date: 2004-02-16 07:25 am (UTC)And it's different in my head from sequel-squee'ing. Sequel squee'ing sometimes rubs me the wrong way because, you know, I've written what I wanted to tell, in as expanded a form as I wanted to tell it. But in response to tiny little pieces like this, it's different. It's saying, "That idea at the heart of the 150 words is worth a bigger piece." Not a sequel, which means, "You can't leave it there"--when usually the point is that I do want to leave it there.
I love that there is hardly ever a group of drabbles of yours that doesn't have a bit of chan in it.
Awww! *hugs you* I wasn't really conscious of that, and I'm happy that I wasn't and that it just happens that way!
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