More drabbles from Drabble night Drabbles from Drabble Night
Author: snapealina Pairing: er... Severus/Remus... DUH! XD Rating: G Warnings: fluff fluffety fluffflufffluff Disclaimer: JKR made them, owns them, killed them. I only play with them :D A/N: These are drabbles written during parts of the Drabble night in chat. Written in 10 minutes, not beta'd etc... I only made round 3 and 4, but there are my drabbles. Thank you, girls. I had an awesome time!
Bottle of wine
Remus Lupin couldn't stop smiling He lay in bed, watching the other man sleep by his side.
The once so black-haired man now also had grey stripes by his temples, something Remus had had for ages.
Remus stretched out his hand and let his fingers run through the greying hair. Severus hated the stripes, but Remus loved them.
“It just makes you more distinguished,” Remus often told him. Severus merely raised his eyebrow at this and wondered if he could have made a more clichéd statement.
“Well, I could say that you are like a bottle of wine. Only gets better with age,” Remus tried, “but you will probably just laugh at me.”
“Do we have wine?”
Milk and honey
“Severus lie down!” Remus pushed the other wizard down against the stack of pillows. “I will get it for you.”
“I'm very well capable of going myself,” Severus insisted and tried again.
“I don't doubt that, but why won't you let me pamper you when you obviously need it?”
Severus sneezed loudly and wiped his nose with a Kleenex. “I don't need it!”
“Yes, you do!” Remus told him and looked at him sternly before he turned to walk away.
“But you always put honey in everything when I'm sick!” Severus whined.
“That's because it's good for you!” Remus tucked the covers around his partner. “I'm getting you some milk and honey.”
“No! I don't like honey!”
“Stop complaining, Severus, and lie down!” Remus sighed. “You're worse than a little kid!”
Severus moaned and buried himself in the sheets. That insufferable werewolf. Why wouldn't he ever listen?
Five minutes later, Remus arrived with a cup of tea.
“Tea?”
Remus walked over to him, kissed him gently and handed him the cup.
“Of course,” Remus smiled and stroked his hair, “if you don't want milk and honey, I won't force you to drink it. I brought you some calming tea instead.”