Now, this is about the weirdest idea, I ever had. And that is saying something:-)

Completely out of character *said she blushing with embarrassment* - so you don't have to mention this special sin*gg*

Well, fell over an old CD and discovered – to my amazement – that I could sing every song (well, hum that is) and the images of the movie came flooding back through me. And then I looked and beheld: Severus!

And the look on his face when Franknfurter comes out of that elevator.

And he confided his adventure to me.

And I simply had to tell you.

Don't tell him or he'll be not so very pleased with his devote servant:-)

Another influence was watching something more of the DVD of Texas (not only drooling over the In Demand-video, that is). She has a very nice video with people floating about in a swimming pool and kissing and stuff - very yummy – even if there's neither Alan nor Snape in it. I corrected that mistake:-)

The caress-quote is of course exactly that. A quote.-) *This woman is in urgent need of Dr. Franz Anton Mesmer* - well, I'm beginning to like these author's notes a bit too much…

The other quotes are from Private Lives – ach! Reminiscences!

Joke on the side: the ugly guy referred to is Riff Raff in the film, played by Richard O'Brien, who said lately he could have played Snape, too. Well, Richard, much as I loved you back THEN (he was indeed my favourite, my taste was warped even back in the 70's), and right as that may be, we all wouldn't be here then. Nothing personal really. Just matter of fact.

Enough digression, even for me:-)

Don't dream it, be it!

Yes master!

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Severus in Frankenstein Land

- There's a light, over at the Frankenstein place -

I.

„Bloody Hell". Severus Snape was not pleased. Not in the least. This damned forest was dark. And it was raining like hell. Forbidden place, it was. And this piece of paper, that Muggles used to find their way with, hadn't worked out in the least. Such a waste of time and money. He just couldn't find himself on it, as hard as he looked.

He didn't know what he was supposed to do here, in the first place. This idiot Dumbledore. Holidays! For him! He hadn't had holidays for – blast it. He didn't need it.

He hadn't been that bad to that student.

He had extinguished the fire that moron had managed to set to himself, after all, hadn't he?

Well, after some time just to make a point. What was teaching good for, if it didn't hurt? Just a bit.

Nothing that time and Poppy couldn't heal.

There was a light.

Over at that – place.

Looked a lot like Hogwarts. Interesting.

A castle. In the middle of a forest.

A school, perhaps?

He didn't care.

He was wet to the bones.

Exhausted.

And not a little – miffed. Even for him.

He made for that castle. Couldn't be worse than Hogwarts. Nothing could be worse than that.

Potter wouldn't be there.

And there was a light. Definitely.