azure_rosa (azure_rosa) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2011-02-28 14:26:00 |
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Current mood: | rejected |
Entry tags: | chat: drabble night, project: a decade of ssrl |
Drabbles from drabble night
Title: My Drabbles from Drabble night
Pairings: Severus/Remus
Rating: g
Author: azure_rosa
AN: These are a collection of the drabbles I wrote in chat so they are unbetaed and were written in ~ ten minutes each so feel free to point out any errors!
Disclaimer: If you think any of these characters are mine please tell me what world you live in so I can move there posthaste!
One step:
Life was full of crucial steps Severus reflected. Usually steps were inconsequential, merely a way to get from point A to point B, but some had an odd power. He recalled the first step he took towards that little red headed girl at the park, the decision to listen to Black and take that first step into the Willow’s tunnel, the single step he took forward to be acknowledged as an initiate Death Eater, the first step he took away from them and back towards the light. Many steps had no meaning, but this one, he thought as he took his place at Remus’ side openly before friends and witnesses at their wedding, this one had all the meaning he could ever want.
Stutters:
Remus wasn’t a coward. He kept up with all of his age mates in their acts of bravery in school and then fought in two wars. Cowards didn’t do that. But every time he tried to talk to Severus about something that wasn’t strictly work related something in his brain froze. He stammered and stuttered like a fourth year trying to ask out their first crush. Severus must have been convinced he was not only a coward but a simpleton.
This time Remus was going to prove him wrong, say what he wanted to say in a way that wouldn’t make him look like a git. He approached Severus and the Order’s Christmas party chatting in a friendly fashion about the work they were both engaged in now that the war was over.
Severus was alone in his completely mistletoe-free corner, so Remus had to spell one to travel to them. Lucky for Remus it was the enchanted kind that would not let those trapped under it leave until they obeyed tradition. Remus was still nervous, but showing Severus how he felt was much easier than telling him.