SSGoSA Chapter 11
As soon as I saw Pojipoji's fan art of Snape smoking on the tower, I was immediately transported to chapter 11 (oh that magical chapter 11! Gah! More on that later) of Self Slain Gods on Strange Altars. And thus, a graphic was born.
She didn’t know what she was going to say anyway, and if he would even listen to her. Then she thought he might have gone back to the tower, like a criminal always returns to the place of the crime.
“You’re smoking,” she says by way of greeting.
He raises the cigarette to his lips with a jerky, ravenous movement, then pulls it away in agitated disgust. The line of his profile is barely visible against the slowly lightening sky. It is a tragic figure that he cuts against the mist of a summer’s dawn, and she thinks that it is almost funny how fitting it is.
“Astute as always, Granger,” he says quietly.
She didn’t know what she was going to say anyway, and if he would even listen to her. Then she thought he might have gone back to the tower, like a criminal always returns to the place of the crime.
“You’re smoking,” she says by way of greeting.
He raises the cigarette to his lips with a jerky, ravenous movement, then pulls it away in agitated disgust. The line of his profile is barely visible against the slowly lightening sky. It is a tragic figure that he cuts against the mist of a summer’s dawn, and she thinks that it is almost funny how fitting it is.
“Astute as always, Granger,” he says quietly.
