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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
100
Views:
10,612
Reviews:
52
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Blue
Title: Blue
Author: ianthe_waiting
Rating: T+
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter books and their characters are the property of JK Rowling. This is a work of fan-fiction. No infringement is intended, and no money is being made from this story. I am just borrowing the puppets, but this is my stage.
Genre: Drabble
Warnings: Nudity?
Summary: #20 – Blue. Luna in the moonlight
Word Count: words.
Author's Notes: Drabble: a slice of fic in less than 1500 words.
Prompt 20 – Blue
He found the first article of clothing in the grass halfway between the front doors of the castle and the Black Lake. A cloak with a blue and silver patch on the breast... A Ravenclaw student.
Severus Snape snarled. It would not do for some Ravenclaw to see him walking to the gate, clutching his Mark. The Mark did not burn too painfully yet, and Severus growled as he picked up the robe and began moving toward the Lake. Surely, there was time to take points from the student…perhaps a hundred or so. It was past curfew, and no student, no matter whom, had the right to be on the grounds after curfew!
Next, Severus spotted a pair of blue trainers…haphazardly discarded, small…a girl’s pair of shoes. He did not bother to pick them up.
The moon shined down the Lake in the distance, and Severus could see that other articles of clothing dotted the grounds, forming a path to follow.
After finding a pair of socks…then a blue blouse, Severus rolled his dark eyes, knowing that he would most likely find a nude girl near the shore of the lake. However, as he came upon a blue lacy bra, he did not think about having to forcefully dress a student and march her back to the castle…he was caught up in the sound of a voice singing.
The voice was a lower soprano…not quite alto, and it was airy and light. It reminded Severus of wind chimes his mother had hanging just outside the kitchen window at Spinner’s End. The memory of the chimes had always warmed him, and so did the sound of the voice singing on the shore.
‘Somewhere…beyond the sea…somewhere, waiting for me…’
He knew the song.
When he came upon a pair of blue denims, he paused, just making out a silhouette of a figure standing knee-deep in the icy Lake. Stalking forward again, the girl’s words floating out across the Lake, Severus steeled his resolve…and his nerves, as the Mark began to burn a bit hotter under his skin.
‘…my lover stands on golden sands, and watches the ships…go sailing…’
At the edge of the shore, Severus glanced down at a pair of blue lacy knickers and sighed in slight annoyance, still holding the Ravenclaw robes over his right arm.
The girl stood with her back to him, long straw-coloured hair spilling down back to her waist, her arms outstretched as she sang, her pale skin silver in the moonlight.
Severus watched her as she sang…and realized that her voice was accentuated by an eerie sound from the water.
She was thin, too thin to be thought of as pretty, and Severus sighed…he had been much the same way as a student.
Skipping to the chorus, she sang: ‘It’s far beyond the stars…it’s beyond the moon…I know beyond a doubt…my heart will lead me there soon…’
Her voice was haunting, ethereal…but Severus knew that he would be remiss in his duty as an instructor if he did not stop her.
“What are you doing, Miss…” he trailed, his initial snark draining as he realized he did not know who the student was…
Her singing stopped, and slowly, as if not surprised she had an audience, she turned.
Her wand was sticking from her head from behind her ear, and ugly turnip-like earrings bobbled about her throat.
“Singing to the Merpeople,” she stated, her wide silver eyes meeting his.
Severus’ breath caught. Luna Lovegood…
It was not because she was naked, it was not because she was a naked student…it was her voice and her eyes…like a siren’s song, and a sphinx’s eyes. He was entranced. He barely remembered the girl from his classes. But as the corners of her lips curled up into a blithe smile, Severus felt his belly tighten and his body respond.
“Don’t you need to be someplace?” she asked, her airy voice melodic as the song of the Merfolk drifted up through the water around her.
Severus swallowed thickly, and nodded, dropping her robe just on the rocky shore.
“I won’t tell, if you don’t…” she whispered, turning back to face the Lake.
Severus nearly ran from the shore, his eyes catching the blue articles of clothing on his way back, his thoughts having remained at the shore.
Luna in the moonlight…singing about the sea. It was too poetic, but to Severus Snape, it was sublime.
Author: ianthe_waiting
Rating: T+
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter books and their characters are the property of JK Rowling. This is a work of fan-fiction. No infringement is intended, and no money is being made from this story. I am just borrowing the puppets, but this is my stage.
Genre: Drabble
Warnings: Nudity?
Summary: #20 – Blue. Luna in the moonlight
Word Count: words.
Author's Notes: Drabble: a slice of fic in less than 1500 words.
Prompt 20 – Blue
He found the first article of clothing in the grass halfway between the front doors of the castle and the Black Lake. A cloak with a blue and silver patch on the breast... A Ravenclaw student.
Severus Snape snarled. It would not do for some Ravenclaw to see him walking to the gate, clutching his Mark. The Mark did not burn too painfully yet, and Severus growled as he picked up the robe and began moving toward the Lake. Surely, there was time to take points from the student…perhaps a hundred or so. It was past curfew, and no student, no matter whom, had the right to be on the grounds after curfew!
Next, Severus spotted a pair of blue trainers…haphazardly discarded, small…a girl’s pair of shoes. He did not bother to pick them up.
The moon shined down the Lake in the distance, and Severus could see that other articles of clothing dotted the grounds, forming a path to follow.
After finding a pair of socks…then a blue blouse, Severus rolled his dark eyes, knowing that he would most likely find a nude girl near the shore of the lake. However, as he came upon a blue lacy bra, he did not think about having to forcefully dress a student and march her back to the castle…he was caught up in the sound of a voice singing.
The voice was a lower soprano…not quite alto, and it was airy and light. It reminded Severus of wind chimes his mother had hanging just outside the kitchen window at Spinner’s End. The memory of the chimes had always warmed him, and so did the sound of the voice singing on the shore.
‘Somewhere…beyond the sea…somewhere, waiting for me…’
He knew the song.
When he came upon a pair of blue denims, he paused, just making out a silhouette of a figure standing knee-deep in the icy Lake. Stalking forward again, the girl’s words floating out across the Lake, Severus steeled his resolve…and his nerves, as the Mark began to burn a bit hotter under his skin.
‘…my lover stands on golden sands, and watches the ships…go sailing…’
At the edge of the shore, Severus glanced down at a pair of blue lacy knickers and sighed in slight annoyance, still holding the Ravenclaw robes over his right arm.
The girl stood with her back to him, long straw-coloured hair spilling down back to her waist, her arms outstretched as she sang, her pale skin silver in the moonlight.
Severus watched her as she sang…and realized that her voice was accentuated by an eerie sound from the water.
She was thin, too thin to be thought of as pretty, and Severus sighed…he had been much the same way as a student.
Skipping to the chorus, she sang: ‘It’s far beyond the stars…it’s beyond the moon…I know beyond a doubt…my heart will lead me there soon…’
Her voice was haunting, ethereal…but Severus knew that he would be remiss in his duty as an instructor if he did not stop her.
“What are you doing, Miss…” he trailed, his initial snark draining as he realized he did not know who the student was…
Her singing stopped, and slowly, as if not surprised she had an audience, she turned.
Her wand was sticking from her head from behind her ear, and ugly turnip-like earrings bobbled about her throat.
“Singing to the Merpeople,” she stated, her wide silver eyes meeting his.
Severus’ breath caught. Luna Lovegood…
It was not because she was naked, it was not because she was a naked student…it was her voice and her eyes…like a siren’s song, and a sphinx’s eyes. He was entranced. He barely remembered the girl from his classes. But as the corners of her lips curled up into a blithe smile, Severus felt his belly tighten and his body respond.
“Don’t you need to be someplace?” she asked, her airy voice melodic as the song of the Merfolk drifted up through the water around her.
Severus swallowed thickly, and nodded, dropping her robe just on the rocky shore.
“I won’t tell, if you don’t…” she whispered, turning back to face the Lake.
Severus nearly ran from the shore, his eyes catching the blue articles of clothing on his way back, his thoughts having remained at the shore.
Luna in the moonlight…singing about the sea. It was too poetic, but to Severus Snape, it was sublime.