Can't rain all the time

accioslash - Snape/Harry or Snape/Regulus, prompt: friends and lovers.
I don’t do Snarry, so here’s a bit of Sev/Reg for you. PG.
254 Words


Severus wasn't looking forward to his afterlife. He'd struggled so hard against his fate for so long now. The only friend he had left was living, and would be unlikely to arrive here for quite some time--if Lucius were even to arrive at all.

Evan would likely be elsewhere, and Severus was not looking forward to facing Lily or her husband's erstwhile friends. Why should he bother with an afterlife filled with their jeers and jabs? Hero or not, this was no reward.

Still, there was only so long he could stand here in limbo before someone would come find him and pull him out of this nothing. Perhaps it would be best if he did so on his own, lest Dumbledore take it upon himself to find him.

Even as he thought this, the fog began to thin around him, and he pulled the pale robe he'd found tight around himself. Who would he see first?

Whatever he had expected, it had not been the smiling face of Regulus Black. "Severus. We've been waiting. What kept you?"

Perhaps this might go better than he had foreseen? He certainly looked forward to the expression on the Mutt's face when he and Regulus resumed the friendship he had lost so many years before with the younger man's death.

"Nothing important. Let us not keep them waiting any longer, shall we?" he asked with a smirk, sliding his arm around the other man's waist and letting him lead the way into this brand new world.


ceria:
Insanity destroys reason, but not wit.
~ Nathaniel Emmons
HP - Probably Rab. Preferably him justifying his actions concerning the Longbottoms with some Auror. Moody or anyone you like.
A touch of preslash here, if you tilt your head. :D
PG13 – 244 Words


"Name."

A soft snort. "You ask as though you don't know, Shacklebolt..."

"Name. For the record."

"Rabastan Helius Lestrange."

A long silence.

"Aren't you going to ask me other things?"

"Are you likely to tell the truth if questions are asked?"

"I might. If you ask them..."

"Good thing I'm the one here, then, instead of Moody."

"Indeed."

"Why Frank Longbottom?"

A smirk. "Why not?"

"Answer the question, Lestrange."

"I didn't choose him. Bella had this idea..."

"Of course. And so you just went along with it?"

Scowl. "She already had my brother convinced. I wasn't going to let her use him as her scapegoat."

"So you felt it necessary to join them?"

"I thought that perhaps if I were there, that I might be able to convince him to leave before he was caught."

"Too bad it didn't work out that way, hm?"

"It's not my fault Crouch is such a coward that he got in the way when I tried to get to my brother..."

"So...the Longbottoms. Which of you did the torturing, or did you take turns?"

"Bella, of course."

"Let's try that again, Lestrange... We found several wand signatures on them. Which of you did the torturing?"

"Why are you asking if you already know the answers, then?"

Smirk. "Does it bother you?"

"You always were a fool, Shacklebolt. You won't be able to hold us forever. And I will find you when I'm free."

"I look forward to it."


enchanted_jae: H/D, with a prompt of "truffles".
PG13 190 words


"Why would anyone want chocolate covered mushrooms?" Harry asked, his nose wrinkling.

Draco rolled his eyes. "They're not mushrooms. Well, even the ones that aren't chocolate aren't mushrooms, but that's beside the point. They're just chocolate. Well...sometimes they have nuts in them, and they often have spices as well, but..."

"Sounds like you don't know that they don't for sure, then," Harry said determinately. "I don't like mushrooms. I don't want one."

Restraining himself from rolling his eyes again, Draco picked up one of the chocolate treats. "Just have a bite."

"Oh, no. You're not...mmmf!" Draco stuffed the chocolate into his mouth at the first opportunity, and Harry was stuck dumb as he chewed, his eyes widening.

"They are called truffles because they look rather like a natural truffle, but I assure you, they are all chocolate, Harry."

Harry swallowed the confection, then licked his lips. "Yeah," he said, sounding a bit dazed. "May I have another?"

Draco smirked. "Of course, Harry." This time, though, he put the chocolate in his own mouth before holding it out to Harry, poised between his lips.

This time, Harry didn't hesitate at all.