Snape 100

ellid @ 07:37 am: Title: Burns Night, III
Challenge: Snape and Scotland
Word Count: 100


Severus' digestion had almost returned to normal when an elf poofed into existence by his fireplace. "Master Snape, sir? You is forgetting dessert! The kitchen elves is working all day!"

He groaned. Last year's dessert had been a whisky-soaked lump of a cake that could induce a hangover ten feet away. "I am indisposed."

"We is to bring you back, sir!" Another elf, this one in a tartan tea towel, appeared. "Cake is ready!"

"Absolutely not. I am not - "

"And shortbread," chimed in the tartanless elf.

"Shortbread?" Severus sat up. Why did Minerva have to serve his favorite?

alisanne @ 01:36 pm: Going Local
Title: Going Local
Author: alisanne
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Rating: R
Challenge: Written for snape100's prompt #376: Snape and Scotland
Word Count: 100 x 2
Warnings: semi-public sex/exhibitionism implied.
Beta: sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.

Going Local