shoeboxes4all (shoeboxes4all) wrote in severus_sighs, @ 2009-11-21 09:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | challenge, drabble, member: shoebox, pairing: severus/harry, rating: pg-13 |
Challenge drabble: Ouch
Title: Ouch
Author: shoeboxes4all
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: PG
Word Count: 344
Warnings: cold feet
Summary: Severus has a nightmare.
A/N: for snow's someone hits Severus on the nose challenge. Unbetad - all mistakes are my own.
ObDisclaimer - These characters are not mine, they were created by someone else. I just give them stuff to do in their spare time.
Severus awoke to pain. Bonecrunching bloody pain emanating from the middle of his face.
He shook his head. Bad idea. Trying to keep still, he opened one eye.
Harry was huddled at the end of the bed staring at the blood on his hands.
"Harry?"
"Oh gods, Severus, I'm so sorry. So sorry. I should go. I can't stay here."
"Harry? What happened?" Severus rasped, his throat felt raw.
"I...I cant."
"Yes. You can. Tell me what happened." Gritting his teeth, he managed to sit up and put a hand on Harry's foot.
"Nightmare. You were having a nightmare. Screaming so loud. I couldn't wake you. You were thrashing and struggling and... I swear it was an accident. Please, you have to believe me."
"You hit me? My nose appears to be broken."
"Yes. No! You were struggling and I elbowed you in the face. It was an accident, Severus, please..."
"Harry, I need you to calm down and focus. Where is your wand? This should be simple to put right. Can you manage an Episky?"
By this time Severus' head was throbbing and he watched through slitted eyes as Harry uncurled and found his wand. The spell was cast and a few bonemending seconds later his nose was pretty much good as new.
In a fortuitous bit of planning he had pain relieving potions on the bedside table. Glugging one down, he turned to the forlorn figure still sitting on the end of the bed.
"Where will you go?"
"What? Oh, Ron's probably. Until I can find a place of my own."
Severus sighed, did he really mean to leave? Was this thing that they had so fragile?
"Stupid boy. You will not go anywhere."
"Really? You want me to stay?"
"Oh Harry, you said yourself it was an accident. Why don't you go wash up and get yourself back in here. My feet are cold."
By the time Harry came back he was grinning shyly. Slipping under the covers, Severus heard him mutter, "nothing but a glorified foot warmer."
Peace was restored.