ellid (ellid) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2010-02-11 08:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | fic: r, prompt: fantasy fest 08 |
Title: The Black Robe of Flanders, Part Five of Five
Rating: R or thereabouts
Summary: Severus must find and disarm a legendary horcrux, with Remus as his assistant. They didn’t count on the complications.
Warnings: snarking, kabouters, smoking of tobacco and other substances, references to legal drug use, possible pre-slash, bad food.
Note: this is for the Fantasy Fest prompt "kabouters." I have made the kabouters somewhat larger than they really should be, and have likely offended many people from Fryslan, Sneek, The Amicitia Hotel, and the Low Countries in general. I can only plead ignorance and throw myself on the mercy of King Kyrie.
Also, this is only partially DH-compatible, as Snape, Lupin, and Tonks all survived.
Previous sections can be found here, here, here, and here.
Remus stretched luxuriously, one limb at a time. The duvet lay on the floor between the beds, and the pillow and sheets reeked of sweat and sex and Severus. His back was covered with scratch marks, his lips were swollen, and he could almost feel the bruise coming on his arse from long, strong fingers digging in.
He felt wonderful.
"I was wondering if you were planning to wake up," said Severus. He looked surprisingly relaxed. "It's half past eight."
"Is that all?" Remus yawned and held out his arms. "Plenty of time till check-out. Shall we?"
"Not until after we've done what we came here to do." Severus shook his messy hair back from his face and gestured at the Robe, neatly laid out on the other bed. "The horcrux is in one of the spinels, so we can destroy that without losing the rest of the Robe."
"That's nice." Remus yawned and took a good, long look at Severus. His neck and shoulders were covered with bite marks, and there was a softness to his face that hadn't been there a few hours before. "Give me a moment."
He swung his legs over the side of the bed, stood, and drew Severus into a long, lazy kiss. Severus moaned softly and pulled him close, hands fitting neatly against the bruises on Remus' arse. "Later," he whispered, nipping at Remus' ear. "After we neutralize the horcrux."
"Of course." Remus forced himself to think of something unerotic - skrewts mating, Voldemort cackling, Tonks at the karaoke bar in Soho - and stepped back. "What do you need?"
Severus smirked. "What I need is more of what we just did, but that can wait until we're finished. You're the Defense specialist, so you'll have to hold the protective spells."
"Right. Give me a minute." Remus had occasionally worked skyclad in the past, once with Tonks. He took a moment to center himself and aimed his wand at the Robe. "Protego omnes contra malus…."
Severus waited for the faint glow of the spell to settle into his skin before beginning the delicate work of removing the contaminated stone. Soon it hovered in midair between the beds, the Robe itself once again an ancient piece of Byzantine silk that had belonged to the court wizards of Philip of Alsace.
Severus wiped sweat from his brow, aimed his wand, and began to chant. The spinel darkened, then began to shake. Remus could almost see the evil pulsing within the green gem, the tiny bit of Grindelwald struggling for release as the shaking grew more and more violent. He reinforced the shield charm, perspiration starting out on his own brow as the horcrux fought back.
Without warning the spinel exploded in a shower of green splinters. Severus flinched reflexively as the shards hit the magical barrier and rebounded. Remus shouted a spell and made a circling motion with his wand, and as they watched, the protective shield folded in on itself, surrounded the fragments, and vanished.
The horcrux was gone.
Severus lowered his wand, shoulders sagging as the tension drained out of him. "That was a near thing."
"That's why I was here." Remus slipped an arm about his waist and smiled as Severus cautiously reciprocated. "Aren't you glad?"
Severus snorted, but there was no heat in it. "Your presence was - "
"Helpful?" Remus drew him close and kissed him on the cheek. He deliberately wriggled his hips as their cocks brushed against each other. "Amusing? Sexually arousing?"
"Annoying. Persistent." Severus began walking them toward the unoccupied bed. "All of the above."
"I aim to please." Remus laughed, low in his throat. "We don't have to check out until - "
Someone rapped lightly at the door. Severus cursed and summoned a dressing gown before opening the door. "I'll get rid of whomever it is and we can - "
"Hello hello! Bram told me you were here." A female kabouter, young, blonde, and curvaceous, smiled up at him. She batted her eyes before handing Severus a small package wrapped in brown butcher's paper. "He said to give you this in thanks. Dulle Griet had good sleep for the first time in years."
"We just now destroyed the horcrux. How did she know?" Remus dragged a towel about his waist and joined Severus at the door.
The kabouter giggled. "Bram told us all when he returned from Blue Heaven. That was good enough." She waved cheerfully. "Bye bye, English wizards. Heb goed geslacht! Dank u!"
Remus blinked as she disappeared. "What did she just say?"
Severus turned the package over in his hands. "I'm sure I don't know." He shut the door and moved into the center of the room. "This is rather - "
A grassy, all too familiar scent rose as Severus untied the string. Remus forced back a sneeze as a mushroom and two perfectly rolled joints fell out onto the desk. Severus blinked in surprise.
Remus picked up a note that had been wound about the mushroom. "'Hi English Wizards! Here is paddos and ges for you. Tante Griet says you did good work, now try good stuff! Thank you for wrecking horcrux! Bye Bye! Your friend, Bram.'" He set down the note before his allergies kicked in. "It seems to be a gift."
"If Griet knows about this, I'll eat the mushroom by myself." Severus raised an eyebrow as Remus summoned the complimentary box of tissues and blew his nose. He cast a shield spell about the joints. "It's quite the monster, isn't it?"
"You'd be high for a week if you tried," said Remus. He examined the mushroom more closely. It was large, and so beautifully shaped it looked almost artificial. "Bram does seem to know what he's doing. Not a single flaw."
Severus plucked the mushroom from Remus and raised the mushroom to the window. "Indeed he does." He sighed as Remus wrapped his arms about his waist and began nuzzling his shoulder again. "You know, we can't take any of this back. Drug laws, you know."
"Small loss, at least for me." Remus nipped delicately at the point of his shoulder. "You could always claim you were importing it for medical research."
"Not worth the bother." Another sigh, this one seguing into a moan as Remus ran a fingertip along the primary vein in his cock. "I have a timed-release allergy potion in my luggage. Experimental - needs test ohhhh - "
"Oh, do you?" Remus pulled him around into a kiss that was just short of foreplay. "I had the reservation extended on the room until tomorrow. That should be enough time to see if your potion works as it should."
"Excellent." Severus summoned a small vial from his luggage. Remus uncorked it with his teeth and drank it down in one swallow. "I hate to see quality recreational materials go to waste."
Remus took a deep breath. The potion worked quickly, but why was that a surprise? Severus was the best at what he did, in more ways than one. "Agreed," he murmured, and followed to his lover back to bed.