A/N: I know the past two chapters were rather...short. I apologize to those who are distraught over this fact. Hopefully this one and those that follow will be longer.
Disclaimer: Nope, still not mine. Not Snape nor Boromir, not even the stories which they come from. If you find someone who does and is not the author, though, have him or her contact me and tell me how they did it so I CAN claim it has my own.
Whose Idea Was This?
Chapter 3: Just A Bit of Fish
Severus jumped towards the fish, rather ungracefully for that matter too. Boromir watched him struggled and chuckled to himself and he watched the man in black awkwardly fumble with the fish. Although he was currently sharpening a stick he had found just for this purpose, first, he thought he'd let Seviekins at least try at catch some fish. He chuckled to himself as dear ol' Sevie dropped the fish and the fish swam away with an almost sashay flip of it's fins.
"Having fun?" Boromir asked Snape,
"Does it look like I'm having fun? Because I'm really not." Snape replied,
Boromir retorted, "Au contraire, it appeared to me as if you were having an absolutely smashing time!"
"I'm not going to even acknowledge that with an answer." Snape snapped back at him.
Boromir laughed quietly, "I believe you just did."
Severus just glared at him, mumbling too himself. Boromir couldn't determine most of what he said but he what he could understand only made him laugh more. A lot of it had to do with him, his children, and his mother, and he was pretty sure he had never done any of it. " In a bit of a grumpy mood," Boromir asked not quite innocently, "aren't we?"
Boromir found himself at the brutal end of one Sevie's well-known stares, at least for the Gryffindors. This unfortunately only made Boromir laugh louder, which only added to Snape's quite obvious frustration.
Snape all but yelled at Boromir, "Well, why don't you bloody get your arse in here and try catching the damn fish."
Boromir just shrugged calmly, "All you had to do was ask."
Boromir watched and Sevie gaped at him as he just walked up to the edge with his stick, look around and throw his hand-made spear into the water, right into the back of the fish. He chuckled as Snape stood there, speechless until, "Well, I didn't have a knife," he instead, "you obviously have an advantage."
"Your loss not mine." Boromir stated flatly.
At this point Severus realized he would no win this battle and asked resignedly, "Can you catch me a fish?"
Boromir contemplated this for a moment, then responded, "No, I don't think I will."
Snape could just stared at him, mouth open, appalled that Boromir had just said that. He watched as he slowly walked up to himself, and then Boromir closed Snape mouth by lifting Sev's chin with his index finger.
Boromir looked at him and then very forcefully placed his sharpened stick in Sevie's hand, "Catch it yourself, if you can."
Snape quietly said, "Of course I can catch one, it's easy, they're just fish." Dear old Sevs through the sharpened piece of wood at an idly swimming by, it wobbled then suck into the water.
Boromir laughed loudly at this, he started to walk away with his fish as Snape struggled with his wooden stick, and told him in between his laughs, "Of course you can, it's just a bit of fish."