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chiraldream ([personal profile] lesyeuxverts) wrote2007-12-24 02:44 am

Advent Drabbles

Title: Warming Charm
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Pairing: Snarry
Prompt: blizzard
Warnings: AU, I guess
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For [insanejournal.com profile] adventdrabbles day 14, and for [insanejournal.com profile] sweetmelodykiss - happy holidays!



Harry's fingers were curled into frozen fists when he came in from the blizzard, and Severus warmed him at once. The spell tingled through Harry, and he stomped the snow from his boots, stripping off his cloak. "Thanks."

"What possessed you to stay out there?"

"Couldn't let the Weasleys win the annual snowball fight – it'd reflect badly on the Snape-Potter honor."

Severus scowled, pushing Harry toward the table. "Eat. You'll have caught your death and I won't nursemaid you."

"Nonsense," Harry said, leaning up to steal a kiss. "I knew I could count on you to warm me up after."

Title: The End of the Year
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Prompt: lights
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For [insanejournal.com profile] adventdrabbles day 15, and for [insanejournal.com profile] mindabbles - happy holidays!



The light wasn't enough to blind Remus – Sirius was. While they watched the moonlight over the river and marked the end of the old year, Sirius smoked his cigarettes down to burn his fingers, dropping them at the last moment and stomping out the embers.

He had graceful fingers, and his hands were unscarred. Leaning against the railing, he smiled at Remus. "Any wishes, Moony?"

They didn't mark the end of the year with clocks, kisses or champagne. They made their own tradition, watching the moon wane.

The light shifted over the water – Sirius took Remus's hand. "Wish for me."

Title: Christmas Picnic
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: R
Pairing: Snarry
Prompt: fire
Warnings: food smut, AU
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For [insanejournal.com profile] adventdrabbles day 16, and for [insanejournal.com profile] bridgetmkennit - happy holidays!



Severus pulled Harry over to the fireplace, spreading out a blanket and an impromptu picnic.

"What's this?"

"Nothing," Severus said. He covered Harry's eyes with his hands and kissed him to silence. "You saw nothing."

Harry licked his swollen lips, breathing hard. He caught Severus's hand before he could retreat. "I saw something. What was it?"

"Your Slytherin side is showing," Severus said, but he kissed Harry again. "Now, eat. I go to the trouble of preparing a romantic picnic, and you –"

Harry kissed him. "Thank you," he said. "And thank you for the Christmas present, too."

"I didn't –"

"It's next to the strawberries and the whipped cream. It looks like a present, is wrapped like a present, and has my name on –"

"Enough." Severus flicked one of the strawberries at Harry. "There'll be no Christmas at all if you keep this up."

"Does that mean you don't want to eat the strawberries and whipped cream off my naked body?" With a pretty pout on his lips, Harry reached for Severus.

Severus pulled Harry close, stripping off his clothes and kissing the golden shadows that the firelight made on his skin. "I always want to do that."

Title: Season of Giving
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Snarry
Prompt: presents
Warnings: DH spoilers
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For [insanejournal.com profile] adventdrabbles Day 17, and for [insanejournal.com profile] svartalfur - happy holidays!



Harry hesitated before knocking on Snape's door.

"Christmas is the season of giving," he said, thrusting the brightly wrapped package at Snape.

"Wait."

Harry turned. He studied the cracks in the floor, the hollowed hallway where feet had worn a path for centuries. "Yeah?"

"This won't get you out of detention, you know."

"Yeah, I know."

Snape crossed the space between them, bridging it with the swish of his robes and the rasp of his breath. He put a finger under Harry's chin and tilted his head up. "Look at me, boy."

Whenever he looked at Snape, Harry reached out to trace the silvery scars on his neck. The Christmas present seemed frivolous and insufficient.

"I'm sorry."

Snape bent close enough to kiss Harry, their breaths mingling together, visible in the cold dungeons. "I know."

He kissed Harry, and there was nothing sweet about it – it was less than Harry's debt to Snape, it was more than Harry's mother. It was more than they'd ever shared before.

It was Harry who broke the kiss, still tracing Snape's scars. "Thank you for everything."

"I'll see you first thing tomorrow morning, Potter. You've a lot of revision to do before your NEWTs."

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