Snape In Azkaban -- snape100 drabble challenge 430
My submission to snape100's current drabble challenge:A raw, damp breeze blew through the narrow window, rustling the pages of the book he was studying and causing his notes to scatter to the floor like Autumn leaves.
He stood up, arching his spine backwards. It was good to feel something, if only the pain in his bones.
Azkaban. Before the war, he’d have dreaded coming here. Now that the Dementors had been banished, it seemed the perfect place for a wounded wreck to conduct research in relative peace.
Lighting a candle he closed the shutter over the window as the door to his room opened, and a uniformed elf entered carrying a tray.
“Your tea, Warden,” the elf stated before leaving Severus Snape in peace.
He stood up, arching his spine backwards. It was good to feel something, if only the pain in his bones.
Azkaban. Before the war, he’d have dreaded coming here. Now that the Dementors had been banished, it seemed the perfect place for a wounded wreck to conduct research in relative peace.
Lighting a candle he closed the shutter over the window as the door to his room opened, and a uniformed elf entered carrying a tray.
“Your tea, Warden,” the elf stated before leaving Severus Snape in peace.