Drabble: Unbreakable Heart
Title: Unbreakable Heart
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: snape100: Prompt #343: Heart
Characters: Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore
Author's Note: Inspired by countless rereadings of The Prince's Tale.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
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Two thin, bright flames already surged between their clasped hands.
Severus felt his heart beat even faster, winging like a trapped hummingbird, as Albus spoke once more. “And will you do anything necessary to protect Harry Potter from Lord Voldemort?”
“I will.”
A third jet of fire slid from McGonagall’s wand, binding their hands thrice. The magical chains burned bright red, the color of the phoenix perched behind them, then disappeared, glittering into nothingness.
Dumbledore pulled his own wand from his midnight-blue robes, and pointed it at their Bonder. “I’m sorry, Minerva.” He cleared his throat, and said sadly, “Obliviate.”
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Severus knew what Dumbledore thought of him; had ever since that day he’d met him on that cold, lonely hilltop. He’d seen the naked disgust in the older man’s hard blue eyes - customary sparkle absent - as he’d begged for the life of his green-eyed witch.
Lily.
Dumbledore thought he was heartless - just because he hadn’t said a word about James or baby Harry.
But he’d proved he had a heart.
What else would keep a man devoted to a lifetime as an invisible guardian to a boy who reminded him of everything he had lost because of “Mudblood?”
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: snape100: Prompt #343: Heart
Characters: Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore
Author's Note: Inspired by countless rereadings of The Prince's Tale.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
***
Two thin, bright flames already surged between their clasped hands.
Severus felt his heart beat even faster, winging like a trapped hummingbird, as Albus spoke once more. “And will you do anything necessary to protect Harry Potter from Lord Voldemort?”
“I will.”
A third jet of fire slid from McGonagall’s wand, binding their hands thrice. The magical chains burned bright red, the color of the phoenix perched behind them, then disappeared, glittering into nothingness.
Dumbledore pulled his own wand from his midnight-blue robes, and pointed it at their Bonder. “I’m sorry, Minerva.” He cleared his throat, and said sadly, “Obliviate.”
***
Severus knew what Dumbledore thought of him; had ever since that day he’d met him on that cold, lonely hilltop. He’d seen the naked disgust in the older man’s hard blue eyes - customary sparkle absent - as he’d begged for the life of his green-eyed witch.
Lily.
Dumbledore thought he was heartless - just because he hadn’t said a word about James or baby Harry.
But he’d proved he had a heart.
What else would keep a man devoted to a lifetime as an invisible guardian to a boy who reminded him of everything he had lost because of “Mudblood?”