He squared his shoulders, furled his cape neatly into place, readied his wand, assumed a reasonable expression, and opened the door.
But the person standing on the step was not an Auror. It was a bespectacled Muggle youth in dusty black attire holding a large red bundle. He blinked at Snape for a long moment and then broke into an incredulous grin. “Are you Neil Gaiman?”
Comments 2
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/601118/1/Yet_Another_Snape_meets_the_Dursleys_story
(It has some mammoth-sized popularity, in spite of the weird title.)
It has a part that goes like this:
He squared his shoulders, furled his cape neatly into place, readied his wand, assumed a reasonable expression, and opened the door.
But the person standing on the step was not an Auror. It was a bespectacled Muggle youth in dusty black attire holding a large red bundle. He blinked at Snape for a long moment and then broke into an incredulous grin. “Are you Neil Gaiman?”
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment