|COUNTESS ZERO (countesszero) wrote in lupin_snape,|
@ 2010-11-29 13:56:00
|Entry tags:||chat, chat: drabble night, drabbles, fic: pg, project: a decade of ssrl|
two short pieces from drabble night
Rating: PG 13
Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape
Challenge: lupin_snape chat drabble night
Warnings: unbeta'ed, but edited
Disclaimer: The entire Harry Potter universe including all its characters are the sole property of J.K. Rowling and her affiliates. The Author makes no profit.
A/N: I had a lot of fun doing this! Thank you, dear azure_rosa for organising this!
Word Count: ~300
A Happily Ever Afterlife
When Remus woke up, it was sunny and he was naked.
“But I died,” he said. He remembered dying very clearly.
When he turned around, he saw Snape lying beside him, naked as he was himself, stretched on a tiled floor. Snape was sleeping, black hair covering his face, sticking to cheek bones.
“Are you also dead?” he asked. His voice sounded younger. Or maybe not younger but ageless, less hoarse, less bitter.
He thought he could hear Tonks’ merry laughter.
Snape was very still. His black eyebrows were drawn together, as if he was dreaming.
“Maybe he is still dreaming that he is alive,” Remus thought.
He tried to wake him up, but Snape didn’t move. When Remus shook him, his head fell back, hair flopped out of the face.
Tonks’ voice floated nearer: “You have to earn your right to be with him.”
In afterlife it wasn’t odd that Tonks was merely a chiming, disembodied voice. It wasn’t even odd that he felt such a longing for Snape, and that he knew with clarity that he had always been longing for him.
He kissed Snape, right on the lips. Maybe it’s an enchanted sleep, he mused with that logic that he often had when he was dreaming.
Snape was like the princess waiting for the knight to kiss her awake. Snape didn’t look like a princess but he was a prince. And he reminded him a little bit of Snow white. Black hair like ebony, skin like ivory, red lips.
Snape would probably kill him if he knew that he had compared him to Snow White.
Ah,well. They were already dead.
Unconcerned in a way he had never been in life he continued kissing Snape.
Then Snape opened his eyes. Black eyes gazed at him.