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Fic: snarry100 Prompt #49 - Shrinking Solution
Original poster: softly_sweetly
Title: Retribution
Author: softly_sweetly
Word Count: 100 x 3
Rating(s): PG13
Challenge: #49 'Shrinking Solution'
Warning(s): Suggestiveness
A/N: The second in the Fairytale Ending? series. And yes, my mind is in the gutter. It's actually quite nice there.
Harry snickered as he used a syringe to get the modified shrinking potion into the chocolates. Six days without sex was just criminal, and Harry's Slytherin side had taken over, demanding revenge on the idiot Ravenclaw who had doused his lover, literally and metaphorically, in Draught of Peace.
Severus had been remarkably enthusiastic about the plan; modifying the potion so it would only work on a particular part of Michael Bratt's anatomy. Each chocolate held an hours worth of potion, and there were twenty four chocolates.
Harry dropped a kiss on Severus' head as he headed up to the owlery…
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Curled up in bed that night, Severus was woken up by a strange sensation. Lifting up the covers he peered down at himself before laughing in sheer glee.
"Whassup?"
"Get on your back and spread your legs Mr Potter; it seems the side-effects are no more."
Harry moved with lightning speed, stripping off his pyjama bottoms and summoning over the lube, squeezing a generous dollop onto Severus' fingers before settling back into the pillows.
"I feel a bit bad about pranking that Ravenclaw now."
"I couldn't care less."
As one long finger slipped inside him, Harry was inclined to agree…
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Harry met Dumbledore's eyes as he answered the old man's question.
"Maybe it's a new Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes product? I get so much stock for the shop that I lose track of what we have. From what you've said, Headmaster, the boy wasn't hurt, and I don’t know why you assume Severus or I are involved."
"My mistake. Please, accept my apologies."
Dumbledore watched the two men walk out; Severus to his classroom and Harry to the shop he managed in Hogsmeade. They were responsible, their own brand of retribution, but he couldn't be too angry; no harm no foul.