Feb 04, 2008 11:21
He was being poked. "Albus, what are you doing?" Snape asked in a low, hissy voice.
" Your happy." Said the old man.
"Your high".
"Didn't you once tell me that this day would never come?.." Suddenly it hit Severus like a ton of bricks and he paled. "The bet..."
The small boy ran through the forest, bleeding through the gruesome bite on his chest. Pushed by a large wolfish creature, he rolled down a small cliff. Severus ran to the boy, desperate to help, before he could he was pulled out of Fenrirs pensieve by his husbands arms.
Just a couple of 50 word drabbles based on an rp I participate in.
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