alisanne (alisanne) wrote in snarry100, @ 2006-09-04 17:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | challenge 21: their courtship, dracofiend |
No
Original poster: dracofiend
Title: No
Author: dracofiend
Word Count: 3x100
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Challenge: #21, Their Courtship
Disclaimer: JKR owns them.
A/N: For jadzia7667, whose lovely Yes inspired this idea, and for alisanne, because her awesome drabbles made me fall in love with the prompt.
"Are you always going to be this big an arse?" Harry shouted. "You're just one enormous arse, all the goddamn time! Ever thought about teaching that for a change, Snape? You'd break all the records as professor of arsiness!"
Severus' mouth didn't twist.
"Yes," he hissed, and turned away to sweep up the shards of Potter's gift. He'd gotten crystal vials.
Severus only used glass.
***
"Well. I believe all the obscurer media outlets are now present and accounted for," Severus said tightly across the table. "You insist on prolonging this--ridiculous display?"
Cameras flashed.
"Yes," Harry replied, looking up without smiling. He dropped his eyes from Severus', and opened his dessert menu.
***
"How the fuck could you do this to me?" Harry gritted out. "Huh? How the fuck could you tell them about it? That was--" Harry swallowed. "You're the only one I ever told, Severus. Do you have any idea how hard it was to--" He broke off again, shaking his head.
Severus watched Harry spin out the door.
"Yes," he said quietly, his gaze falling to the crinkled newspaper Harry had thrown at the floor.
***
"I apologize," Severus announced abruptly as he emerged from Harry's fireplace. "Please forgive my lack of judgment."
Harry stayed curled on the couch, in front of the television.
"It won't happen again," Severus said stiffly. "I can assure--"
"Don't bother, I won't trust you with anything else."
Severus pressed his mouth closed. He gave a curt nod.
Harry didn't see.
Severus stepped back. "As you wish."
The television went silent, and Harry was standing, beside the couch. "No," he said. Round eyes blinked, still furious, but closer. Closer.
"No," Harry said again, reaching for a close-buttoned wrist.
Severus let him come.