"Snap" (Remus, dark gen)
Title: Snap
Pairing: Gen
Timeline: After Order of the Phoenix
Words: 103 *hangs head in shame*
Challenge: Old Canon (originally written for the ‘With sauce’ challenge, but I never got around to posting it until now).
Disclaimer: On a scale of One to Not Mine, these characters are Not Mine. They belong to the lovely JK Rowling, and to a lot of other terribly important and official people who work for big companies and get salaries and basically aren’t me. Suing me for copyright infringement would be pointless and unprofitable, I swear. A hippogriff once bit my sister.
Remus, as Sirius liked to say, never did anything normally. He did his homework early and relaxed later, and when he played pranks he never took credit.
It was only natural that no one noticed when he lost his temper. Sirius was dead now, and in any case Remus went about it as quietly and calmly as he did everything else. He did a Summoning Spell, looked the last other Marauder in the eye, and said a word.
“You have sauce on your shirt,” Harry told him later as he made dinner.
“I’ll change in a minute,” Remus said. “Hand me that bowl?”
Pairing: Gen
Timeline: After Order of the Phoenix
Words: 103 *hangs head in shame*
Challenge: Old Canon (originally written for the ‘With sauce’ challenge, but I never got around to posting it until now).
Disclaimer: On a scale of One to Not Mine, these characters are Not Mine. They belong to the lovely JK Rowling, and to a lot of other terribly important and official people who work for big companies and get salaries and basically aren’t me. Suing me for copyright infringement would be pointless and unprofitable, I swear. A hippogriff once bit my sister.
Remus, as Sirius liked to say, never did anything normally. He did his homework early and relaxed later, and when he played pranks he never took credit.
It was only natural that no one noticed when he lost his temper. Sirius was dead now, and in any case Remus went about it as quietly and calmly as he did everything else. He did a Summoning Spell, looked the last other Marauder in the eye, and said a word.
“You have sauce on your shirt,” Harry told him later as he made dinner.
“I’ll change in a minute,” Remus said. “Hand me that bowl?”