Title: The Odd Couples
Chapter Title: Dancing with a Target can Make You Wonder
Author: Rasei
Challenge: Pairing Diversity Boot Camp Challenge
Summary: 50 pairings. 50 prompts. Warning: contains all sorts of pairings, and all sort of genre
Prompt: 1. glad rags
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Pairing: Albus Dumbledore/Severus Snape
A/N: I used a name generator/ friends to pick the couples. I do not support all the pairs I write about. When I pulled Snape and Dumbledore, my heart almost died. This ended a bit AUish, time traveling story.
Severus was not nervous. So what if he was picking at his sleeves as he glares at the surrounding people who were gayly laughing. He was here for a purpose, only one reason. He blamed Dumbledore for this mission, it was he that decided that Severus was the one for the job.
As his eyes flickered around, he saw the redhead target. It was quite simple what he had to do. Just pop over to the target, get the item which the target got his hands on, then pop away as soon as possible. He took a breath in then slowly walked over to the target.
As he reached the target, the target turned to look at him. Severus stared into those sparkling blue eyes, and felt his heart pound. Those eyes were looking into his soul. There was brief smile on the red head face.
"Why hello there. Interested in a dance?" ask a deepish voice that sent a thrill down Severus's spine. He took a quick intake of breath then nodded. The redhead took his hand then pulled him close.
"This is the first time you been to a place like this?" The voice sent another thrill down Severus's spine. Severus was slightly confused on what he should say, after all if he said the wrong thing his target might move on. He finally went with the truth.
"Yes."
"That is a shame. You are kind of handsome in a rugged kind of way."
"No one has ever called me handsome before," said Severus, almost biting his tongue afterwards. The target let out a laugh.
"Then you are not hanging out with the right kind of people." The target wrap his arms around Severus, then slowly started dancing. Severus, never having an chance to dance before, almost step on the target's feet several times. The target expertly move his feet out of the way every time.
"Maybe... How does these kind of places work?" Severus slowly asked, trying not to look into the target's face.
"We wear our glad rags, we dances, and if we are lucky, we end up going home with a handsome man." The target lean his head against Severus's stiff shoulder. Snape felt his heart pounding harder and harder as the dance continue. The silence was killing, and he was sure that the target was only going to do this one dance before moving on.
"How do we get lucky?" He asked, feeling more and more nervous. The target laughed a gayly laugh.
"By doing exactly this. May I asked what your name is?"
"Severus. Yours?"
"Albus." The dance ended, and Albus pulled away. He grinned at Severus. Severus looked down, blushing slightly.
"Severus, do you want to be my lucky handsome man tonight?"
Severus intake a breath and nodded. He lift his head, to look into those so familiar eyes and wonder if the Dumbledore in his own time knew this would happen. It doesn't matter, after all he just need to grab the item in question. He feels bad through, as if he is betraying the man in front of him. The one holding him so close, almost closer then Lily ever hold him.
Albus raise his face to meet Severus's, and his lips lightly touched the taller man. Severus halfway want to force himself away, and go back to his own time. To the world that made sense, instead of a private boy club over thirty years before he was born. Instead, he allowed himself to lose himself in the man that called him handsome, and had him blushing like a teen.
The next morning, his heart breaks once again as he sneaks off with the item in question. Neither Severus nor Dumbledore ever mention that night after Severus's return. Sometimes through, Severus imagines an what-if that he was forever in the arms of the redhead.