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snapelike Title: Darkness Chasing Darkness
Pairing: Severus/Lucius
Rating: PG-13-ish
Summary: One does not have to be dead to haunt one's own house...
Notes: Beta: Thanks to Mette. I am not sure where harvest and ghosts went in this. I'm sorry! I blame Lucius!
He moves through dark corridors, through empty rooms. He is a ghost in his own house, moving unseen through the darkening autumn nights. He is a shadow, melting into shadows. Once happy, he is now invisible to a wife who does not want him. He is but air, coldness, emptiness. And he longs for the warmth of summer.
He stops his restless nightly wandering, caught by the sight of moonlit lands, of Autumn's bare fields. Once mature and heavy with the fruits of the land, she now lies bare, ready for winter. But, oh, he longs for the lush warmth of summer.
Winter comes with snow and bright days of glittering ice and sun. The ghostly darkness of lonely November nights is forgotten and, with the turn of the year, midwinter shines brightly; darkness chasing darkness away. And so it is, Lucius thinks, stretching languidly as the sharp morning sun kisses him wide awake: darkness has indeed fled. He smiles at the sight of black robes, carelessly thrown over a chair, black trousers and a shirt sprawling on the floor. He turns in bed, satisfied, happy, only to sink into the darkness and warmth in Severus' eyes.
Summer is already here.