Title: Party Trick Pairing: Severus Snape/Remus Lupin Rating:PG Warnings: None Summary: Professor Lupin’s night goes from bad to worse, and that’s not bad. Notes: Lore, I was glad to get your prompt. Hope I’ve done it justice. tychesong and teddy_radiator, thanks for the alpha and beta work. You're the best! Happy Halloween!
“The Bloody Baron,” explained Remus for the twentieth time. Hogwarts’ Halloween fancy dress ball had turned out to be a bore. No one recognized him or his tacky costume. On top of that, he’d been stood up. He was so ready to leave.
“Was ‘e someone ... famous?” asked Madam Maxine.
“Urm, no, I wore it for a special friend, but...”
“Ah! Perhaps zis is why ‘e’s called ‘bloody.’ Such a dreadful gash back ‘ere!” She tittered loudly, attracting a crowd.
“What?” Remus reached back awkwardly and discovered the cape and undergarments had been ripped down the middle, exposing his backside to the chill. He held the edges together and stepped away, apologizing to everyone he bumped into. Partygoers began to catcall as he scuttled sideways toward the doors.
Edging into the hall, he discovered Severus, wand in hand, rocking with silent laughter. Remus grinned in spite of himself. “You unmitigated arse. I can’t go back in there now.”
“We’ll simply have to have our own party.”
“Sounds brilliant.”
Severus pulled him into a dark alcove and Remus gasped when Severus’ hands began to slide inside the long tear. “Whatever this costume was supposed to be,” whispered Severus, “I improved it.”