Halloween Gift for Teddyradiator
Gift for: teddyradiator
From: rivertempest
Title: The Sincerest Form
Pairing: Severus/Hermione
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns everything recognizable, the lucky woman.
Warnings: Wax. Lots of it. Slight creep factor.
Summary: They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. Severus has other views.
Notes: teddyradiator, I tried angst, but these two were more prone to snarkiness than anything else this time around. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it. Many thanks to D for the beta!
“This is ridiculous.”
Hermione laughed lightly. “No, it’s not, Severus. In a way, it’s an honour.” Despite her positive words she shuddered, unnerved for a moment by the wax figures slowly moving about the gallery. “Albeit, a morbid one.”
The exhibit, a wizarding version of Madame Tussaud’s, held their gala opening on Halloween.
Severus pointed to a figure with its arms stretched wide, the cloak it wore spread like bat’s wings. “If that atrocity is supposed to represent me, I want it disintegrated!”
She studied his replica. “Hmm, they did get the nose wrong. It’s not crooked.”
He looked at her, nonplussed, but then his gaze shifted over her shoulder. “I see they have you lounging in the arms of the ginger inbred.”
Hermione turned to see that, yes, her replica was wrapped in a waxen Ron’s embrace. Vexed, she withdrew her wand and cast a surreptitious spell that animated her figure, sending it strolling over towards Snape’s. “There. That’s better.”
Severus arched a brow and cast a spell of his own, smiling deviously as the Ron waxwork began to melt, its pitiful cries of ‘I’m melting, I’m melting!’ causing Severus no end of delight.
“There. Now it’s infinitely better.”