|snarrymod (snarrymod) wrote in snarry_games,|
@ 2008-05-08 20:16:00
|Entry tags:||entry, mimiheart, team dragon|
TEAM DRAGON ENTRY: Mimiheart "Troublesome Transition"
Title: Troublesome Transition
Genres: Postwar, Canon
Warnings/Kinks: *Character Death, BDSM if you squint really hard and turn your head sideways*
Word Count: ~5500
Summary: Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome. ~Isaac Asimov
Author's Note: Thank you to my wonderful teammates! Special thanks to beta and Capitan joanwilder. Thank you to the mods who put this on and put up with a bunch. You are the best!!!
"I won't do it!"
"Severus, please. You really are the best man for the job."
"I've spent the last seven years looking out for him. I've done my time. I've done everything asked of me. Now I can finally have some peace. I won't do it. You can't make me."
"Really, you sound like a two-year-old."
"His parents can't. He's too close to Sirius. Remus and Tonks are, well, busy with each other. Please. He needs you. It's only a few more years. A drop in the scheme of the eternity you have."
Severus set his jaw. "Albus Dumbledore, I have done everything you have asked of me. I killed for you. I killed you. I'm finally free, for the first time in my life..."
"For the first time in my death, then, and you want me to be the boy's what? Guardian Angel? I have no reason to. My debts are paid, have been paid tenfold."
Another cough came from somewhere to their left. "Excuse me."
"Ah, Harry, we were just talking about you." Dumbledore turned to the newcomer.
"Yes, Severus was just agreeing to be your guide."
"Don't argue, you know you were going to agree." He addressed Harry again, "You've left a piece of yourself here. Most people when they die, die. You, my boy, could never do anything the way anyone else does, though."
"Why him?" Harry practically spat.
"Because he knows you better than anyone else, I think. And if I'm not mistaken, you've come to understand him a bit better than you did before."
Severus had his arms crossed in front of his chest and was glaring at Dumbledore. "I still haven't agreed."
A woman walked over to them and placed a hand on Severus's shoulder. "Please. For me."
He looked into her eyes and sighed.
"Mum?" Harry queried.
"Harry, I am so incredibly proud of you."
"Then why can't you stay instead of him?"
"It's complicated. I'm not allowed. Not until you're really here." She touched his cheek and brushed the hair off his face. She turned to Severus again. "Please."
He clenched his teeth. "Of course, Lily. Of course."
She threw her arms around him, gave him a smile and a small laugh, gave Harry a wave, then disappeared.
Dumbledore clapped his hands together. "Wonderful, it's all settled. Take care, my boys."
And Harry and Severus were alone.
Harry let out a small chuckle.
"May I ask what is so amusing, Mr. Potter?"
"I just never thought that I'd be in heaven, not dead, with you."
"I assure you, this is not heaven."
"Yeah, I don't suppose you'd end up stuck with me if this were heaven."
"Correct. This is simply the realm of the dead. Or part of it. Death, much like life, is what you make of it."
"Your eloquence astounds me," Severus snarled.
"Well, what did you want me to say? I'm sorry you're stuck with me, I didn't choose it. It's only until I really die, right?"
"Yes, Potter, it's only until your entire soul and your body die."
"See, that's not so bad."
"I'm glad you see it that way." Severus swirled his robes and stalked off as far from Harry as he dared. He ignored the muffled "thank you" that came from behind his back.