Title:
Sold
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Challenge
#123: "He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a
horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath." (King Lear,
III, vi, 19-21)
Notes: Got three of the four, anyway.
Originally written for snape100 on 5-5-2006.
Snape sat, knees drawn up to his chin, swallowed by his black robes. His face, looking up at Draco, was ashen.
Draco swallowed. "Mother. She says if we give you to him, they'll let us go free."
"After all her promises of sanctuary?"
Draco made no reply. Snape's look became bleaker.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" he barked suddenly. "Send him in!" Draco flinched, words suddenly tumbling out.
"It's not me! I trusted you! I would have followed you anywhere!"
"But no longer."
"No longer." Draco turned. "Mr. Lupin, it's nearly time."
Outside, the full moon began to rise.