[Harry Potter] Drabble: One Night
To be honest, I can't believe I've made it this far in the Snarry LDWS. Seriously. I'm failing pretty epically at the Bill/Fleur one, so. Yeah. I'm kind of thrilled that I'm going on Week Five already!
/is a happy little fangirl
Title: One Night
Challenge: snarry_ldws
Word Count: 393
Summary: Sometimes there’s no reason to be alone when someone else can be there for you, and you for them.
Warnings: None.
Severus doesn’t mind being dragged out to an art museum on a Friday night. It’s actually nice since he appreciates art, a secret he holds dear to himself. What he doesn’t appreciate is the smirking Potter that has somehow latched onto his arm, too triumphant for his own good. He almost wishes Nagini had finished him off five years ago. Then he sees Potter staring at a Von Gogh painting, a wistful expression in his brilliant green eyes, and he finds himself intrigued despite the fact he has been tricked into being here.
“Something on your mind?” he prompts the young man, tactfully removing the brat’s arm in the process. “Do tell; it must be such a rare occurrence.”
Potter merely cuts his head to the side, smiles, and crosses his arm protectively in front of his body. His eyes are still locked on the painting and Severus wonders why he cares that the attention isn’t on him alone.
“Ginny,” answers Potter, like that explains everything. “A year ago I proposed to her … by the Thames.” The young Auror reaches out a hand, tracing a finger against the painting that shouldn’t be touched. “This just brings back memories.”
Severus knows what it’s like to be rejected, but he doesn’t pity Potter. No, he just relates to him - and that is enough. “Headline news, that disaster was.”
“She said she wasn’t ready for commitment.” Potter turns from the painting and Severus can see the title: Starry Night Over the Rhone. It’s a beautiful work of art, all dark colours and exquisite features, but his eyes are drawn back to Potter’s face which has filled out with the passing of years and he finds the maturity there different from the rest of art that surrounds them.
“And you were?” Severus mocks. His tone lacks the usual bite.
“I don’t know,” hazards Potter, shifting uncomfortably close, “but I guess I’d rather find out with someone else.”
Severus raises an eyebrow, but sees the challenge for what it is. “You’re an insufferable whelp.”
There is no response as Potter leans forward, pressing a chaste kiss to unresponsive lips. Then he walks away, a test of faith.
Letting out a sigh, Severus follows. He might regret this later, but for now he wishes to live and not be so alone for one night out of a thousand.
/is a happy little fangirl
Title: One Night
Challenge: snarry_ldws
Word Count: 393
Summary: Sometimes there’s no reason to be alone when someone else can be there for you, and you for them.
Warnings: None.
Severus doesn’t mind being dragged out to an art museum on a Friday night. It’s actually nice since he appreciates art, a secret he holds dear to himself. What he doesn’t appreciate is the smirking Potter that has somehow latched onto his arm, too triumphant for his own good. He almost wishes Nagini had finished him off five years ago. Then he sees Potter staring at a Von Gogh painting, a wistful expression in his brilliant green eyes, and he finds himself intrigued despite the fact he has been tricked into being here.
“Something on your mind?” he prompts the young man, tactfully removing the brat’s arm in the process. “Do tell; it must be such a rare occurrence.”
Potter merely cuts his head to the side, smiles, and crosses his arm protectively in front of his body. His eyes are still locked on the painting and Severus wonders why he cares that the attention isn’t on him alone.
“Ginny,” answers Potter, like that explains everything. “A year ago I proposed to her … by the Thames.” The young Auror reaches out a hand, tracing a finger against the painting that shouldn’t be touched. “This just brings back memories.”
Severus knows what it’s like to be rejected, but he doesn’t pity Potter. No, he just relates to him - and that is enough. “Headline news, that disaster was.”
“She said she wasn’t ready for commitment.” Potter turns from the painting and Severus can see the title: Starry Night Over the Rhone. It’s a beautiful work of art, all dark colours and exquisite features, but his eyes are drawn back to Potter’s face which has filled out with the passing of years and he finds the maturity there different from the rest of art that surrounds them.
“And you were?” Severus mocks. His tone lacks the usual bite.
“I don’t know,” hazards Potter, shifting uncomfortably close, “but I guess I’d rather find out with someone else.”
Severus raises an eyebrow, but sees the challenge for what it is. “You’re an insufferable whelp.”
There is no response as Potter leans forward, pressing a chaste kiss to unresponsive lips. Then he walks away, a test of faith.
Letting out a sigh, Severus follows. He might regret this later, but for now he wishes to live and not be so alone for one night out of a thousand.