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Coriaria Title: Tragedy plus time.
Pairing: Sirius Black/ Severus Snape
Rating: PG.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction, characters are the property of JKR etc…
Summary: Sirius, perhaps unwisely, leaves Severus home alone at Halloween.
Notes: Post-DH AU where everyone we like lived. Title is from a quote by Mark Twain “Humour is tragedy plus time.”
Sirius jumped then stumbled as he saw movement then pale skin in the darkness.
“Severus, you scared me, I thought I saw a ghost.”
There was flash of white as the figure rolled its eyes.
“Are you drunk, mutt?”
“Uh… possibly?”
“So that’s a yes. You didn’t apparate home?”
“No, mother. I took my bike.”
“What! You could have been killed.”
“I’m not that drunk. Honest.”
Sirius grabbed Severus’s hands, pulling him to his feet.
“How was your evening, Severus? I know you hate Harry’s parties, but… you shouldn’t brood alone. Not tonight.”
“I didn’t brood alone. There were trick or treaters.”
“Merlin. You didn’t…”
Severus’s eyes flashed red and a terrifying noseless visage appeared.
“That’s not funny, Severus. It’s far too soon for your, um… You-know-who costume.”
“It’s fifteen years. There were even one or two mini-Voldemorts knocking at the door. And I made a quick trip to Honeydukes earlier. Nobody complained.”
“You’re a sick bastard, Snape, you know that?”
“That’s a compliment, I take it, coming from you?”
“Of course, idiot.”
Sirius slid his arms around Severus’s waist, kissing him with firewhisky breath and walking him towards the bedroom as if clumsily dancing.
“Happy Halloween, darling” he whispered.