Title: Deluxe Edition, XXI Challenge: Broken Balls, I Word Count: 100
“Ah, Severus. You're all but glowing!” exclaimed Sybil Trelawney, advancing as if to embrace him.
Severus, who was glowing only in the sense that the light from candles was behind him, did not move as Remus growled slightly. It was lovely having a possessive werewolf for a partner, especially now that he'd reached the stage of pregnancy where perfect strangers treated his body as a fetish object. “Hello, Sybil. To what do we owe the honor?”
Sybil blinked, possibly at the growl. “I've come to perform a divination for your offspring. Broken Balls claims this is the perfect time!”