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Prompt: Resumed the Backtrack (#31)
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Confessions of a Harry Potter Geek
Chapter 7:
Cold Shoulder or Something Like That
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Day 11 (Afternoon)
Snape is being an insufferable a-hole. Granted he's a bit of an a-hole on the regular, but... I suppose this is him at his worst.
I have decided that in spite of his nasty attitude and the fact that my temper isn't the best, I'm going to ignore his existence. I mean really, there is no point rising to his bait. That's simply going to get exhausting, fast.
Day 12
My ignore-Snape plan is working... at least, I haven't risen to his bait yet. I'm sure it's only a matter of time. Something that might make this plan go more swimmingly would be my iPod, but being as it's 1998, I suppose that would be too much to ask for. That is of course assuming the iPod is even going to be created in this dimension. Who knows, for all I know I could simply be in the past. I mean, at this point (after what's happened) I'm not beyond believing that perhaps the Harry Potter world was real.
I spent the majority of yesterday altering the robes by shortening their length (I have the back-ache from being hunch over to prove it), as I can't very well wear my boxer shorts and t-shirt every day. The Room was kind enough to provide scissors, and you know... the other necessities for sewing. Being as I wouldn't be able to make heads or tails out of a sewing machine (as I'm not a very domestic person), this consists of thread and needles.
As I only have the most basic of knowledge where sewing is concerned, and I have no particular talent for it, it was a very slow going and maddening process. I spent most of the time seated at the table and mumbling curses every time I pricked my finger or couldn't get the thread through the little loop in the needle. It took me most of the damn afternoon to get through three robes! (And of course, Snape seemed to take advantage of every second by slipping in his little snide remarks.)
Today... I shall have to continue the torture. (With Snape's unnecessary commentary too, probably.)
At least all this sewing provides a change in the routine, and a new activity so that I'm not going completely bonkers with the lack of anything to do but read and walk around in circles.
Day 13 (After dinner)
I have defeated the vile robes today!
It was exhausting and a hard wrought battle, but it is done! And their not half-bad, if I do say so myself. Most of the robes now fall to just beneath my knees.
Except for one, which comes to about mid-thigh because I didn't bother to measure the length before I went and started cutting it. By the time I thought about it, it was too late. But their not any shorter than my boxers so... suppose it's not like their indecent. And it's not like Snape hasn't seen more than a bit of skin from me, I mean he's seen me in the shorts already and had to look at my back because of that little fall a few days ago.
Speaking of Snape, I think my ignoring his barbs is actually getting to him. It would be amusing, if he wasn't being such an ass towards me and it's not like ignoring him is actually easy. I'm actually surprised I haven't snapped yet. But it is probably only a matter of time.
Day 13 (Still)
You know what I've just realized? Snape's gangly build is highly reminiscent of actor Timothy Omundson, from Psych. So if you want to know how tall he is, and how slender, there you go. Even the long, pretty hands are reminiscent. (Timothy Omundson has sexy hands; it's a fact. I don't care if I'm weird for saying so.)
Although, Snape's hands have stains on them, not unlike the mad-hatter from Alice in Wonderland. You know the one where Johnny Depp played the mad-hatter but looks like Elijah Wood in the movie posters. At least, I think he did.
Day 14 (Morning)
I woke up quite early today thanks to a somewhat steamy dream I was having that involved one Severus Snape. Not the first one I've ever had, but certainly the first one I've had since sleeping in close quarters with the man.
It would be highly awkward, if I were still talking to man. But I'm still giving him the "cold shoulder".
Now... is my subconscious trying to tell me something? Or has it simply been far too long since I've gotten off?
I'm going to assume that it's the latter. After all it's been, at the very least, two weeks since I've even... how do I put this tactfully and in a pg-13 friendly way? Flicked the bean? Double-clicked the mouse? (The latter term I read in a fanfiction. Can't remember which, at the moment, but I remember it being highly amusing. I loved it.)
I mean, it's not exactly like I have the privacy to... take care of my needs as the bed is by no means shielded from view. I could of course take care of this in the shower, or in the bath, but since I don't partake of the latter, the shower is really the only option. As for the shower... well I just don't think I could manage it standing up.
I wonder if Snape is having this issue. Does the man even... have a working libido? I mean... surely just because he's been in love his whole life with Lily, who died when they were... well my age, doesn't mean that he'd remained... pure and innocent in that aspect, does it?
Surely not. I mean the man is like... what? Nearly forty?
Wow... I never really thought about it in that way before. Seems so odd that he's nearly twenty years older than me... I've never really thought of it since I've always pictured him perpetually in his thirties, which somehow doesn't seem as... old.
Anyway... the forty-year-old virgin is just a movie. In real life, it would probably be a medical miracle for a man to be a virgin so long. And by that point, if it he were a virgin, it's pretty much guaranteed that he'd die a virgin. Not to mention, it would probably be indicative of some really, deeply seeded issues.
I probably shouldn't be thinking about this. After all, it isn't like I'm going to get the answer, especially with the man being a complete ass to me. Honestly, how long is he going to take to get over it? It's not like I had any control over this situation.
If we'd made any progress at all, now it feels like we are just moving backwards.
TBC...