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Title: What Happens in the Potions Lab…
Author: bonfoi
Rating: R (erring on the side of caution)
Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape; Horace Slughorn
Summary: Professor Slughorn should really know better.
Challenge: snupin100’s Challenge #322: Professor Slughorn
Word Count: 100 x 2 (give or take a word)
Genre: EWE; Alternate Universe; Romance
Warnings: none
A/N: Written to make myself happy!

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The potions laboratory was never really a hive of activity, so Prof. Slughorn was confused, slightly, when he heard the scraping of chairs and the clink of flasks as they were shoved aside.

He dimmed his Lumos and pushed open the door.

There, on his desk—his antique desk—were two forms, grappling. At least he thought that, then he saw the flash of skin as robes were pushed up and the shadowy motion of bollocks as the one closest to him breached the one on the desk.

“Put your Gryffindor back into it, Lupin!”

“Unclench your arse and I will, Snape!”

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Horace shook his head at the memory of Remus Lupin’s arse flexing as he pistoned in and out of Severus Snape. He’d often wanked to it, even during the war.

“Horace, I’d close my eyes when I daydream if I were you.”

Slughorn blinked and realized he was looking deeply into Snape’s dark eyes. He pushed back and tried to slither out of his chair.

“I’d do as he says, Horace. Or he might pluck the memory of our first tryst from your mind.” Lupin’s grin was feral. “He wouldn’t be gentle, either.”

“You two deserve each other,” Horace burbled.


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