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Drabbles from Drabble Night - June
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lupin_snape Drabble Night in June
Titles/prompts: "It's not small, it's cozy", "Fireworks", "Cleaning House" and "Glasses"
Paring: Severus/Remus
Rating: G to PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Are you happy now???
Warnings: silly as always, also unbeta'd
Enjoy!
It's not small, it's cozy
"Surely, you must be joking!" Severus cocked an eyebrow. "This is the smallest room I have ever seen."
"It's not small, Severus. It's cozy." Remus grinned.
"It's tiny!" Severus stated and bent down to enter the room. "Call it what you want, Remus, but I bet we will both end up with bumps on our heads. And there's no way that bed is going to fit two people. Not even if you magically enlarge it."
"I will just have to prove you wrong then, Severus." Remus chuckled and followed Severus into the room.
When they reached the bed, Remus pushed Severus down on it, and placed himself on top of the man.
"It's remarkable how well I fit in tight places, and as long as we move horizontally, I bet we will be fine."
"Good thing that's common practice for honeymoons then." Severus smirked and kissed him. "But I still think you should have paid for a bigger room."
Fireworks
"Lupin, what are you doing?" Severus found his partner sitting at the kitchen table poking his wand at something completely unrecognisable. To Severus it looked like a pile of torn colourful paper.
"I'm trying to figure out how this works." Remus answered and kept poking the item in front of him.
"What is it?" Severus asked and sat down.
"Fireworks."
"Well, it's a spell, isn't it?" Severus said and picked up one of the pieces on the table. "That should be simple enough to figure out."
"No it will not," said Remus. "It's not a spell, because this is Muggle fireworks."
"Why are you bothering with Muggle fireworks? You're beginning to sound a lot like Arthur Weasley."
"Well, I understand Arthur," said Remus. "It's astonishing what these Muggles can do without magic."
"It's also astonishing that you just couldn't just ask a Muggle. Why did you have to make a mess in our kitchen?"
"Because I like to find out things for myself," Remus said. "Besides, I would look like an idiot if I went up to a Muggle and just asked him. I'm sure all Muggles know this."
"I'm sure they don't." Severus sighed and went to get a drink.
"I wonder what this powder does," Remus scooped up some black powder into his hand. "It smells funny."
Remus lifted his hand up to his face to get a closer look. "It's too dark in here, I can't see it properly." He raised his wand.
"Lumos,"
BOOM!
When the smoke cleared, a black face stared up at Severus. "Okay, maybe I'll just ask someone."
Cleaning house
Remus didn't like cleaning. Frankly, he hated it. He had hated it ever since he was under aged and not allowed to do magic. Cleaning had always been a punishment, and therefore something Remus avoided like the plague.
Severus was a very tidy person, and although he didn't love cleaning, he liked the idea of a clean house. He knew that his wand would probably do a better job than his hands, but it was a certain satisfaction about scrubbing the floor himself and it somehow made the house feel cleaner.
Remus didn't like cleaning, but he liked watching Severus clean. He liked watching Severus bending down to rinse the mops, he loved the way Severus' muscles flexed as he scrubbed the floor, and he loved the pearls of sweat on Severus' forehead as he stood up.
When Remus thought about it, maybe cleaning the house wasn't so bad after all.
Glasses
Loud curse words came from the kitchen, and Severus walked in to see what was going on.
"Why do they have to print it this small? Bloody Muggles!" Remus muttered and pointed his wand at the package in his hand.
"What seems to be the problem?"
"I'm trying to read the recipe on the back of this," Remus held up a box. "But the Muggles try to fit too much information on the back of the box and it makes it impossible to read."
Severus took the box out of Remus' hands and looked at it.
"I can read it just fine. Maybe you'll need glasses?" he said and went to boil some water.
"I do not need glasses!" Remus stated and tore the box out of Severus' hands. "A box of Mac 'n' Cheese will not force me to use glasses."
"What's wrong with glasses?" Severus asked.
"Glasses are for old people."
"Now you are just being stupid, Lupin," Severus sighed and went to get some milk and butter from the fridge.
"I am not!" Remus pouted. "I can see perfectly, the writing is just too small. Maybe it's your eyes that are freaky."
"Freaky?"
"Yeah," said Remus. "Maybe you used your ex-Death Eater powers and magnified the print or something."
Severus sighed, and simply finished the cooking. He put the bowl in front of Remus. "Eat! We're going to get your eyes checked out."
"No we're not! I don't need glasses!"
"Why are you being so stubborn. What's wrong with glasses?"
"They look funny on me," Remus moaned.
"I doubt that very much."
"I'm serious, they do!" Remus said with his mouth full of macaroni.
"We just have to find some that suits you then," Severus smiled reassuringly.
"Okay, but we're not going to where Harry buys his!"
lupin_snape Drabble Night in JuneTitles/prompts: "It's not small, it's cozy", "Fireworks", "Cleaning House" and "Glasses"
Paring: Severus/Remus
Rating: G to PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Are you happy now???
Warnings: silly as always, also unbeta'd
Enjoy!
It's not small, it's cozy
"Surely, you must be joking!" Severus cocked an eyebrow. "This is the smallest room I have ever seen."
"It's not small, Severus. It's cozy." Remus grinned.
"It's tiny!" Severus stated and bent down to enter the room. "Call it what you want, Remus, but I bet we will both end up with bumps on our heads. And there's no way that bed is going to fit two people. Not even if you magically enlarge it."
"I will just have to prove you wrong then, Severus." Remus chuckled and followed Severus into the room.
When they reached the bed, Remus pushed Severus down on it, and placed himself on top of the man.
"It's remarkable how well I fit in tight places, and as long as we move horizontally, I bet we will be fine."
"Good thing that's common practice for honeymoons then." Severus smirked and kissed him. "But I still think you should have paid for a bigger room."
Fireworks
"Lupin, what are you doing?" Severus found his partner sitting at the kitchen table poking his wand at something completely unrecognisable. To Severus it looked like a pile of torn colourful paper.
"I'm trying to figure out how this works." Remus answered and kept poking the item in front of him.
"What is it?" Severus asked and sat down.
"Fireworks."
"Well, it's a spell, isn't it?" Severus said and picked up one of the pieces on the table. "That should be simple enough to figure out."
"No it will not," said Remus. "It's not a spell, because this is Muggle fireworks."
"Why are you bothering with Muggle fireworks? You're beginning to sound a lot like Arthur Weasley."
"Well, I understand Arthur," said Remus. "It's astonishing what these Muggles can do without magic."
"It's also astonishing that you just couldn't just ask a Muggle. Why did you have to make a mess in our kitchen?"
"Because I like to find out things for myself," Remus said. "Besides, I would look like an idiot if I went up to a Muggle and just asked him. I'm sure all Muggles know this."
"I'm sure they don't." Severus sighed and went to get a drink.
"I wonder what this powder does," Remus scooped up some black powder into his hand. "It smells funny."
Remus lifted his hand up to his face to get a closer look. "It's too dark in here, I can't see it properly." He raised his wand.
"Lumos,"
BOOM!
When the smoke cleared, a black face stared up at Severus. "Okay, maybe I'll just ask someone."
Cleaning house
Remus didn't like cleaning. Frankly, he hated it. He had hated it ever since he was under aged and not allowed to do magic. Cleaning had always been a punishment, and therefore something Remus avoided like the plague.
Severus was a very tidy person, and although he didn't love cleaning, he liked the idea of a clean house. He knew that his wand would probably do a better job than his hands, but it was a certain satisfaction about scrubbing the floor himself and it somehow made the house feel cleaner.
Remus didn't like cleaning, but he liked watching Severus clean. He liked watching Severus bending down to rinse the mops, he loved the way Severus' muscles flexed as he scrubbed the floor, and he loved the pearls of sweat on Severus' forehead as he stood up.
When Remus thought about it, maybe cleaning the house wasn't so bad after all.
Glasses
Loud curse words came from the kitchen, and Severus walked in to see what was going on.
"Why do they have to print it this small? Bloody Muggles!" Remus muttered and pointed his wand at the package in his hand.
"What seems to be the problem?"
"I'm trying to read the recipe on the back of this," Remus held up a box. "But the Muggles try to fit too much information on the back of the box and it makes it impossible to read."
Severus took the box out of Remus' hands and looked at it.
"I can read it just fine. Maybe you'll need glasses?" he said and went to boil some water.
"I do not need glasses!" Remus stated and tore the box out of Severus' hands. "A box of Mac 'n' Cheese will not force me to use glasses."
"What's wrong with glasses?" Severus asked.
"Glasses are for old people."
"Now you are just being stupid, Lupin," Severus sighed and went to get some milk and butter from the fridge.
"I am not!" Remus pouted. "I can see perfectly, the writing is just too small. Maybe it's your eyes that are freaky."
"Freaky?"
"Yeah," said Remus. "Maybe you used your ex-Death Eater powers and magnified the print or something."
Severus sighed, and simply finished the cooking. He put the bowl in front of Remus. "Eat! We're going to get your eyes checked out."
"No we're not! I don't need glasses!"
"Why are you being so stubborn. What's wrong with glasses?"
"They look funny on me," Remus moaned.
"I doubt that very much."
"I'm serious, they do!" Remus said with his mouth full of macaroni.
"We just have to find some that suits you then," Severus smiled reassuringly.
"Okay, but we're not going to where Harry buys his!"