COUNTESS ZERO (countesszero) wrote in severus_sighs, @ 2009-11-30 14:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | challenge, ficlet, member: carolinelamb, pairing: severus/harry, rating: pg |
Make Torina Happy Challenge Response by countesszero
Title: Sunshine
Author: countesszero
Pairing: Snarry
Rating: PG
Summary: Harry has a good influence on Severus
Word Count: ~1050
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all associated characters from the Harry Potter universe are the property of J.K. Rowling. The author is making no profit by this story.
Written for written for the severus sighs challenge: Make Torina happy.
"Severus, I am off to meet Hermione. Wanna join?"
Severus didn't even bother to look up from his work. Harry was leaning at the door observing him.
"Would I like to listen to inane chatter and mindless frolicking ... for hours? Look at countless pictures of Weasley babies?" Severus paused his knife in a mock-pensive gesture. "Let me think about it. Tempting, but ... no."
His knife came down like a guillotine on the writhing flabberworms.
"A simple 'No' would have been enough, Severus." chided Harry softly. He came over and kissed Severus on his cheek. "I'll be in Diagon Alley, pretty much the whole day. Do you need anything?"
"I shall be there myself to purchase some ingredients. You need not to worry about it."
"I can get them for you." offered Harry cheerfully.
"Of course you could, but you would buy the wrong ones and let some cheating shop owner overcharge you and ..."
"I get it. As your potion ingredient shopper I am useless." Harry said hastily and kissed him again. "I hope I am more useful in other departments."
He slapped Severus soundly on his bum.
"Don't do that while I am yielding a knife." hissed Severus, his cheeks suddenly red. "Imbecile."
"You are the sunshine of my life, Severus." laughed Harry. He grabbed a scone from the breakfast table and his cloak and darted off before Severus could retaliate with some well-worded but nonetheless scathing remark.
Grumbling Severus continued to cut and chop particularly rebellious flabberworms.
Being with Harry was not a good influence on him at all. Lately he realized it was harder and harder to come up with insulting retorts to Harry's bubbly endearments. Only a week before Minerva had congratulated him on his mellow temper and although he had felt a nearly irresistible urge to throw a tantrum at her words he had found he ... just ... couldn't.
Confused he had left the staff room and fled down to his dungeons.
He peered down and to his dismay saw that even flabberworms had little faces.
Enough was enough.
Angrily he chopped the heads off and gathered them into his jar. His brain was turning into mush and it was all Harry's fault. He would make him pay for that tonight.
He would not succumb to Harry's influence.