abrae (abrae) wrote in snape_potter, @ 2012-12-25 18:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | abrae, fic, rating: nc-17 |
The Last Night of the World
Title: The Last Night of the World
Author:abrae
Other pairings/threesome: None
Rating: NC-17
Word count: +/-3000
Content/Warning(s): (highlight for spoilers) *Suicidal ideation, angst, hurt/comfort, romance, gift!fic*
Summary/Prompt: Snape has but one goodbye to make – the one that changes everything.
A/N: I solemnly swear that no potions masters were harmed in the making of this fic. Written for Severus_Sighs's #FuckathonFriday. My first NC-17 story – enjoy. ;)
The small glass vial gleamed in the dim light.
Snape turned it in his fingers, thinking absently how innocuous it looked. The liquid inside could have been water but for its deadly toxicity, and Snape found himself again wondering how it would feel when he finally uncorked it and downed its contents. A burn, perhaps, running through his esophagus, or maybe he’d not notice any effect at all until it had settled in his stomach, unfurling tendrils of pain throughout his body.
He had decided it would be tomorrow; what better day, when the rest of the world were gathered in cosy, tight-knit groups of family and friends? He certainly had nowhere to be – no one to be with – and if taking his life on Christmas reeked of a certain desperate melodrama, it was fitting nonetheless.
He had but one thing left to do.
A sigh escaped Snape’s lips as he set the vial on the kitchen countertop, then turned towards the front door. He pulled on his threadbare overcoat, turning the collar up around his neck to ward off the cold, and winced when a cold blast of air hit him as he opened the door. Another sigh, bone-deep this time, then Snape hunched over and headed out into the darkness.