I present to you, my dear fellow ficcers, a Drabble! A Snarry drabble, no less!
I do believe this is my first Snarry... actually, Hard-on of Hate was kind of Snarry-ish... but SSH!
Either way, I hope this puts a little smile on your face. It did for me.
Hereweseealine,madefromwords...oooooh.
Just like so many mornings of Severus' life, he woke suddenly, his mind clinging reluctantly to the last threads of a nightmare. Reality set in slowly, and he realised that he was in his own bed, in his dungeons, in Hogwarts. He breathed a deep sigh of relief. The realisation that he was not alone in his own bed took him by slightly more surprise, and he turned his head to see his familiar companion.
The sleeping face of Harry Potter was always welcome sight. The greens of his eyes were covered by the softly flickering eyelids, and his curved pink mouth was open with a small trail of drying saliva travelling sideways down his cheek and onto the arm he rested on. The other arm was flung out in the space between them and the hand currently rested on Severus' stomach.
Severus smiled a tiny smile at his lover.
Severus picked his wand up delicately from the bedside table and checked the time. He saw that it was almost nine o'clock, and about time Harry should be getting up. Grinning evilly, he held the tip of his wand above Harry's forehead, and tapped the wand very lightly with his index finger. A small drop of water fell from the tip and landed right between Harry's eyes... his nose twitched.
Tap. Another drop in the same place. Twitch.
Tap. Another. Twitch.
Tap. Twitch.
Tap. Twitch.
Tap. "Unnghuh... Sev, turn it off..."
Tap. Grumble.
Tap. One large green eye opens.
Tap. Blink.
Tap. Glare.
Tap. "I really hate you sometimes, Severus."
Severus chuckled, "You cannot blame me just because it takes methods such as this one to wake you, Potter." He said, smiling, "Now, get up, or we'll be late for breakfast."
Harry yawned and stretched, "What day is it?"
"Tuesday."
There came a load groan, "Ah, shit. I've got second years first..." Harry grumbled, "They're worse than first years, I swear. They've got just enough confidence in the place to be arrogant." He looked over at Severus, "How on earth did you ever cope for so long?"
Severus laughed, "Bad temper and casual torture. And the knowledge that I would eventually die." He added with a smirk. "Come on, you lazy trollop, time for a shower, then you can face the masses."
Harry grinned tiredly and walked, in all his naked glory, over to the bathroom.
"You know, some couples just kiss each other awake, Severus. Now I have a headache." He called over his shoulder with a mock glare.
Voici!Unnotreline...Well, I thought it was cute.
Obviously Snape's in OOC mode, but hey, it's a tiny little Drabble; it's not supposed to be fantastic.
Flanclanman
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