|webmistresses (webmistresses) wrote in severus_sighs,|
@ 2010-02-13 13:52:00
|Entry tags:||event: anti-valentine's day 2010, fic, member: lemondropseven, pairing: none, rating: pg|
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day by lemondropseven
Title: Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: None (maybe a tissue warning—it’s rather sad)
Summary: Severus’ life after the war is not what he hoped it would be.
A/N: I do not own Harry Potter and company. Betaed by whitecotton. Thanks, darling.
Prompt: #3 Severus was going to get his Valentine…one way or another.
He knew what he was supposed to be doing.
He was brewing pepper up, a potion he’d had memorized since his third year at Hogwarts, two years ago. No, that wasn’t right. He’d been a teacher for years. Severus shook his head. It didn’t matter—he needed to finish this potion before Slughorn took points again. Reaching for the stirring rod, Severus picked up his toothbrush and stared at it for a moment before dipping it into the cauldron.
Stirring counterclockwise as per the recipe, plastic clattered against porcelain and Severus looked down at the running water in the sink. He knew what he was supposed to be doing. He was brushing his teeth, useless endeavor though it was. They were stained beyond all hope, but he had nothing else to do in this godforsaken place. Why they kept him locked up in St. Mungo’s was a mystery to him; there was nothing wrong with him, after all.
Wearily finishing his nightly ablutions, Severus dressed in his nightshirt and approached the large four-poster bed, pulling back the dark green velvet drapes. He sighed. Tomorrow was Valentine’s Day. Maybe Lily would forgive him if he showed her how sorry he was and how much he…cared for her. He could even give her something—flowers and chocolates—girls seemed to like that kind of thing.
Not feeling tired, but anxious for the next day to come, Severus slipped into bed, cursing the medicinal smell that permeated every corner of the hospital, even the rough, white cotton sheets he slept on.