Fic: [Harry Potter] Quibbling about the Quibbler (OotP gen)
Title: Quibbling about the Quibbler
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings: Sirius/Remus, OoTP
Rating: T
Warnings: general animosity between Snape and Sirius. One instance of bad language
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and related companies, I just like to play with her characters.
Summary: Sometimes, Sirius thought, Snape arrived early for the meetings just to annoy him.
Word count: 334
Author's notes: Written as a gift drabble for banyangirl1832 for the It's a Gift challenge at pulped_fictions
Sometimes, Sirius thought, Snape arrived early for the meetings just to annoy him.
“Hello, Black.” he said with that sneer twisting his face as ever when he talked to Sirius. “Still on cleaning duty, I see. I do hope they’re paying you extra for mucking in yourself.” He seemed to relish every word.
Scratch that. Snape definitely arrived early to annoy him.
Sirius forced his face into a grimace that was meant to be a smile, gritting his teeth as he resisted the urge to punch the slimy bastard right on his ridiculously sized nose.
“No, they’re not paying me extra. I simply have the distinct pleasure of having less free time to enjoy your stale company.” he retorted, the statement unfortunately not true of that moment. A frown creased Snape’s face at the insult.
“Thank goodness. We wouldn’t want you to be forced to do something actually useful for the Order now, would we?” he hissed spitefully.
It was very fortunate for Sirius - or perhaps for Snape - that Remus entered then with Kingsley. Seeing the two of them stood glaring at each other seemed to stop Remus and Kingsley for a moment before they shook it off and approached hurriedly.
“Alright there, Sirius?” Kingsley asked in his low voice, while Remus moved to lay a warning hand gently on Sirius’ arm. Sirius sighed softly and nodding to Remus; alright, so he wouldn't hit the pompous git today.
“I’m alright, Kingsley. Got a bloody good laugh out of that magazine you sent me!” Sirius’ smile was, this time, genuine and easy and Kingsley laughed with him, Remus sending him an approving look. Snape turned away in disgust.
“I thought you might.” Kingsley chuckled. “Fantastic magazine, the Quibbler; never know what you’re going to get.”
“Their view on werewolves being misunderstood, fluffy creatures who only want a few friends was very interesting.” Remus agreed, laughing too.
Snape, Sirius was very gratified to see, skulked in a corner until the meeting began, ignoring the three animatedly discussing the highs and lows of the Quibbler.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings: Sirius/Remus, OoTP
Rating: T
Warnings: general animosity between Snape and Sirius. One instance of bad language
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and related companies, I just like to play with her characters.
Summary: Sometimes, Sirius thought, Snape arrived early for the meetings just to annoy him.
Word count: 334
Author's notes: Written as a gift drabble for banyangirl1832 for the It's a Gift challenge at pulped_fictions
Sometimes, Sirius thought, Snape arrived early for the meetings just to annoy him.
“Hello, Black.” he said with that sneer twisting his face as ever when he talked to Sirius. “Still on cleaning duty, I see. I do hope they’re paying you extra for mucking in yourself.” He seemed to relish every word.
Scratch that. Snape definitely arrived early to annoy him.
Sirius forced his face into a grimace that was meant to be a smile, gritting his teeth as he resisted the urge to punch the slimy bastard right on his ridiculously sized nose.
“No, they’re not paying me extra. I simply have the distinct pleasure of having less free time to enjoy your stale company.” he retorted, the statement unfortunately not true of that moment. A frown creased Snape’s face at the insult.
“Thank goodness. We wouldn’t want you to be forced to do something actually useful for the Order now, would we?” he hissed spitefully.
It was very fortunate for Sirius - or perhaps for Snape - that Remus entered then with Kingsley. Seeing the two of them stood glaring at each other seemed to stop Remus and Kingsley for a moment before they shook it off and approached hurriedly.
“Alright there, Sirius?” Kingsley asked in his low voice, while Remus moved to lay a warning hand gently on Sirius’ arm. Sirius sighed softly and nodding to Remus; alright, so he wouldn't hit the pompous git today.
“I’m alright, Kingsley. Got a bloody good laugh out of that magazine you sent me!” Sirius’ smile was, this time, genuine and easy and Kingsley laughed with him, Remus sending him an approving look. Snape turned away in disgust.
“I thought you might.” Kingsley chuckled. “Fantastic magazine, the Quibbler; never know what you’re going to get.”
“Their view on werewolves being misunderstood, fluffy creatures who only want a few friends was very interesting.” Remus agreed, laughing too.
Snape, Sirius was very gratified to see, skulked in a corner until the meeting began, ignoring the three animatedly discussing the highs and lows of the Quibbler.