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drachenmina) wrote2008-06-11 12:07 pm
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Happy Birthday,
sweetmelodykiss!
Title: Giving
Author:
drachenmina
Word Count: 321
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Characters: Sirius Black/Severus Snape
AN: Happy Birthday,
sweetmelodykiss! Melody, I swear I was going to write you something sweet and funny and sexy, but I’m afraid this was what the muse came up with…
I hope you like it anyway, and that you have a fantastic day! :D
Severus frowned as Sirius slouched into the room and flopped onto a chair morosely. “What is it now, Black?”
Sirius shrugged. “Nothing,” giving the lie to his denial with a heavy sigh.
Severus rolled his eyes. “Speak, Black. Or I will not scruple to use legilimency.”
Sirius snorted. “Last time you had scruples, Snape, you were probably too young to know what the bloody word meant. If you ever were that young. Probably born age forty-”
“I take it, then, that this would be about your birthday?” Severus’ tone held a tinge of amusement, now.
“Well, why not? I mean, we’re shagging now, you git – I didn’t expect much, you know, but something would have been nice, it’s not every day you reach your fourth decade-“
“Fifth, Black. You have already lived four decades, a feat that never ceases to astound me.”
“Yeah, well, whatever. Point is, it would be nice to have some acknowledgement of that fact from, from…”
“From the git you’re shagging, despite your strenuous efforts to convince your friends that we are enemies still?” Sirius could have sworn there was ice in Severus’ voice; sharp, brittle splinters, and when he looked at that unlovely face it was lined with tension and bitterness.
Maybe, after all, Sirius was the one who needed to give something. He took a deep breath. “Look, Harry suggested I meet him and Moony for a drink, later – why don’t you come along too? And we’ll tell them about us.”
“Forgive me if I am less than enthusiastic about being presented as your latest sexual conquest, Black,” was the stiff reply. “I’m quite certain the rollicking tales of my many physical inadequacies will go down much better in my absence.”
Sirius rolled his eyes. “Merlin, you’re a prick sometimes. I meant, I’ll tell them I love you, you stupid git.”
Funny thing, ice. Unlike glass, it apparently didn’t make a sound when it shattered.
Author:
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Word Count: 321
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Characters: Sirius Black/Severus Snape
AN: Happy Birthday,
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I hope you like it anyway, and that you have a fantastic day! :D
Severus frowned as Sirius slouched into the room and flopped onto a chair morosely. “What is it now, Black?”
Sirius shrugged. “Nothing,” giving the lie to his denial with a heavy sigh.
Severus rolled his eyes. “Speak, Black. Or I will not scruple to use legilimency.”
Sirius snorted. “Last time you had scruples, Snape, you were probably too young to know what the bloody word meant. If you ever were that young. Probably born age forty-”
“I take it, then, that this would be about your birthday?” Severus’ tone held a tinge of amusement, now.
“Well, why not? I mean, we’re shagging now, you git – I didn’t expect much, you know, but something would have been nice, it’s not every day you reach your fourth decade-“
“Fifth, Black. You have already lived four decades, a feat that never ceases to astound me.”
“Yeah, well, whatever. Point is, it would be nice to have some acknowledgement of that fact from, from…”
“From the git you’re shagging, despite your strenuous efforts to convince your friends that we are enemies still?” Sirius could have sworn there was ice in Severus’ voice; sharp, brittle splinters, and when he looked at that unlovely face it was lined with tension and bitterness.
Maybe, after all, Sirius was the one who needed to give something. He took a deep breath. “Look, Harry suggested I meet him and Moony for a drink, later – why don’t you come along too? And we’ll tell them about us.”
“Forgive me if I am less than enthusiastic about being presented as your latest sexual conquest, Black,” was the stiff reply. “I’m quite certain the rollicking tales of my many physical inadequacies will go down much better in my absence.”
Sirius rolled his eyes. “Merlin, you’re a prick sometimes. I meant, I’ll tell them I love you, you stupid git.”
Funny thing, ice. Unlike glass, it apparently didn’t make a sound when it shattered.
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