|Snape's Angel (angela_snape) wrote in snape_potter,|
@ 2010-10-23 16:47:00
|Entry tags:||10 years of snarry, angela_snape|
Alas, I have no new Snarry for their 10th anniversary, but I thought I'd post my first ever Snarry drabble in their honour. Happy anniversary, boys!
Title: Coping Mechanisms
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #89 frozen
A/N: Be gentle, it's my first stab at writing Snarry.
The ice cubes clinked in the bottom of Severus' tumbler of firewhiskey. Another long day dealing with dunderheads who were unable to brew even the simplest of potions. Severus leaned back in his leather armchair, and stared into the fire burning in his hearth as he sipped the amber liquid.
Harry Potter turned the water in the shower as cold as he could. It had been another long Potions class with the greasy git, and he couldn't get the man out of his mind. With a whispered spell, he turned the water icy cold and braced himself against the tiles.