Like Talking to a Wall
I'm not a very talented artist, just giving you fair warning. G art and PG ficlet thing.
Like Talking to a Wall
"I didn't make you come."
"Withholding sex is not making me?"
"Just extra incentive," said Remus with a smile. He waved at a friend from across the room.
"This is ridiculous. What have you put me in?"
"I always said reasoning with you was like talking to a wall," said Remus with a sigh.
"And your costume," he positively sneered the entire word, "is so much better? What are you?"
"Why Severus," said Remus, "I'm surprised you didn't recognize a Muggle bricklayer."
Severus Snape was on the verge of Apparating away, Muggle place or not. He was absolutely furious.
"Think of it this way," said Remus with a damnable smirk, "You'll never have to see these people again, for one."
"And secondly?"
"And secondly, you can consider our costumes a promise of what is to come."
As Remus went off to greet someone else, Severus sighed and accepted his fate. Bricklayer? What a terrible pun! But, he had to admit, not an altogether disagreeable idea.