For Lucie
By BertaS
Word count: 294
Severus Snape stepped into the quarters he and his lover shared and shouted in an obviously fake Cuban accent, "Harry, you got some 'xplaining to do."
Harry looked up from his book and blinked in confusion before tentatively saying, "Oh Sevvie," he winced at the diminutive name. "Um… whaaa… I guess. What'd I do?" He shrugged, "Or not do; maybe?"
Severus glared at the young man's poor performance as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Lucie Penning," he sneered, "her birthday is not in your planner. I want to know why."
Harry blinked and reaching under the coffee table he moved the specially protected, magically powered, Slytherin green, laptop to the table top. He tapped away for a few minutes and swore a couple of times. He then turned to Severus and said, "She isn't on the group's birthday list."
Severus' scowl deepened and he snarled, "She isn't on the list." His booted foot taped on the stone floor. "And just how does she expect us to have sex in her honor if she isn't on the list?"
Harry sighed, "I don't know, but can we have sex anyway?" His grinning hopeful look was almost enough to melt Severus into a puddle of goo. Not that he let it show. Sighing deeply he said, "Well, I suppose, if you insist."
Harry happily stood and dragged Severus to the bedroom. If anyone else had been there they would have heard the words, "Oh Sevvie," drift out from the still open door.
And the harsh reprimand of; "Mister Potter, if you ever call me that again there will be no sex for a year. I don't care whose birthday it is."
Harry's response was a much more heartfelt, "Whaaa!" than his first attempt.
Happy B-Day Lucie.
Berta