FIC: snarry100 Title: Reprieve Rating: PG Author: marasme Word Count:100 x 2 Warnings: Implied Character Death
Disclaimer: Not mine – just playing with them for a bit.
A/N: For charm's birthday, the dear girl.
On Saturdays at half-past six Harry goes into Muggle London.
At seven he sinks into his bench. The bench is oak painted a deep brown, and riddled with tiny scratches -- he feels them beneath his fingertips, carvings scored into the wood, like a fiery brand pressed against his flesh. Now Harry makes another, his hands precise, tch-tch-tch, surer of this than of anything he has done in the past 200 weeks. He doesn't stop, his hands unceasing in their movement. S - N - A - P - E, he writes, S - N - A - P - E.
By eight he is finished with his weekly obsession. He counts his paces, and on the fifth one he vanishes mid-step. He crashes into his bedroom, the sound of apparition drowned out by the white fuzz clouding his head. Harry hasn't experienced clarity of mind since January 19th, 1997. When he comes back from work he is quite drunk to the point of falling down the stairs.
But Harry knows nothing, and can’t care less. He can't think, and above all: remembers nothing.
He climbs into bed and dreams of long-fingered caresses and the splatter of blood on his cheek.