hphalloween_mod (hphalloween_mod) wrote in hp_halloween, @ 2004-11-11 14:33:00 |
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Current mood: | embarrassed |
Entry tags: | !2004, #slash, *cordvidae9, ^remus/sirius, rating: pg13 |
Original poster: corvidae9
Title: Old Habits
Author: corvidae9
Rating: PG
Warnings: none!
Word Count: 200
Author Notes: written for wiccarowan in the hp_halloween drabble fest. My apologies - I was late posting it, and then apparently never posted it at all... sorry sorry! *hangshead*
Challenge: "Steamy, funny, Snape or Lupin or Sirius (ducks and runs for cover); NOT: non-con, older men shagging young ones, incest, chan"
You got it, bebbeh.
Sirius stomped from the kitchen at 12 Grimmauld Place fresh from one of his usual nearly-violent-and-bloody confrontations with Snape,that bloody git, stopping only for a bottle of firewhiskey before barricading himself in Buckbeak's room.
A familar three-part knock on the door sounded just as Sirius took a swig and he growled, "No Sirius here today, Remus. He's gone out to play."
The door burst open in a wash of magical energy and Remus stepped through, brushing his robes off and sealing the door again behind him. Buckbeak looked mildly affronted, but kept his temper, having recognized Remus's scent before even having heard the knock.
"Sirius. You have to stop rising to his taunts. It makes you look like a madman. The dirty, idiotic Gryffindor foil to his sophisticated, put-upon Slytherin hero."
From his spot on the ground, Sirius turned his face away and took another drink.
"I may not be dirty anymore, but I am in fact an idiotic Gryffindor. And I absolutely refuse to kiss his arse."
Remus crossed over to where Sirius sat and knelt beside him, facing him. Taking Sirius' face in his hands, he turned his head, forcing Sirius to face him.
"Nor would I want you to."