Bunny Slippers
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,464
Reviews:
6
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0
Currently Reading:
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Bunny Slippers
Title: Bunny Slippers
Author: lildove42
Rating: PG-13
Length: 452
Pairing: Remus/Snape
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine (although the bunny slippers are).
Summary: Dear old Sev has a birthday.
A/N: Written for the wonderful and talented hansbekhart ’s birthday (a little late) who I adore and humbly worship.
He woke, but rather than opening his eyes to the day, he grimaced and squeezed them closed, shutting out the light. His body complained, urging him to stretch lithely. Well, as lithely as a now 49-year-old survivor of 1 ½ wars could stretch.
He cracked one eye to peak at the time. He had been 49 for approximately 8 hours.
Stretching again to work out any lingering kinks, he inhaled deeply. The aroma of a good hearty breakfast motivated him into a sitting position as he ran a hand through his shoulder-length hair.
He threw the covers off him and placed his feet onto the floor to find something warm…and fluffy. Looking down his eyes widened in horror. How in all that was good (read evil) in the world had his manly normal house shoes been replaced with bunny slippers?
Oh, Remus Lupin would die.
At that moment, Remus entered the room delicately balancing a tray with bacon, eggs, toast, orange juice and a vase with a little daisy. A smile on his face, he leaned down and kissed his lover on the cheek, ignoring the icy stare. “Happy birthday, Severus. I see you found your present…”
Resembling a child rather than the Potions Professor that he was, Severus Snape pouted and toed at the slippers, trying to get them off. He tried first the right, then the left, but neither would budge an inch. Each fluffy little bunny slipper merely wriggled their whiskers and gave him a look of bunny innocence.
“Lupin! How do I get these damned things off my feet? I’ve got class in two hours!” his voice bellowed throughout their chambers.
The smaller man just smiled up at him as he passed a glass of juice. He reached in and stole a quick kiss before standing up.
“Well, I’ve got first years coming up in about 30 minutes for class, so I’m off,” he said as he adjusted his robes and smiled down at Severus, a knowing twinkle in his eye.
Severus refused to acknowledge him and sat staring moodily at his breakfast. The door was just closing as he heard Remus call out, “Don’t worry, the spell only lasts a few hours! Those bunnies will be off your feet by the end of the day…”
****
Severus walked into the Great Hall at lunchtime with his chin up and his head held high. All attempts at transfiguring, removing, or otherwise improving the situation at his feet had been futile. So he simply chose to cast menacing looks at any student who dared snigger at his foot apparel that day.
Remus had promised him a birthday he wouldn’t forget, but this hadn’t been what Severus had in mind.
Author: lildove42
Rating: PG-13
Length: 452
Pairing: Remus/Snape
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine (although the bunny slippers are).
Summary: Dear old Sev has a birthday.
A/N: Written for the wonderful and talented hansbekhart ’s birthday (a little late) who I adore and humbly worship.
He woke, but rather than opening his eyes to the day, he grimaced and squeezed them closed, shutting out the light. His body complained, urging him to stretch lithely. Well, as lithely as a now 49-year-old survivor of 1 ½ wars could stretch.
He cracked one eye to peak at the time. He had been 49 for approximately 8 hours.
Stretching again to work out any lingering kinks, he inhaled deeply. The aroma of a good hearty breakfast motivated him into a sitting position as he ran a hand through his shoulder-length hair.
He threw the covers off him and placed his feet onto the floor to find something warm…and fluffy. Looking down his eyes widened in horror. How in all that was good (read evil) in the world had his manly normal house shoes been replaced with bunny slippers?
Oh, Remus Lupin would die.
At that moment, Remus entered the room delicately balancing a tray with bacon, eggs, toast, orange juice and a vase with a little daisy. A smile on his face, he leaned down and kissed his lover on the cheek, ignoring the icy stare. “Happy birthday, Severus. I see you found your present…”
Resembling a child rather than the Potions Professor that he was, Severus Snape pouted and toed at the slippers, trying to get them off. He tried first the right, then the left, but neither would budge an inch. Each fluffy little bunny slipper merely wriggled their whiskers and gave him a look of bunny innocence.
“Lupin! How do I get these damned things off my feet? I’ve got class in two hours!” his voice bellowed throughout their chambers.
The smaller man just smiled up at him as he passed a glass of juice. He reached in and stole a quick kiss before standing up.
“Well, I’ve got first years coming up in about 30 minutes for class, so I’m off,” he said as he adjusted his robes and smiled down at Severus, a knowing twinkle in his eye.
Severus refused to acknowledge him and sat staring moodily at his breakfast. The door was just closing as he heard Remus call out, “Don’t worry, the spell only lasts a few hours! Those bunnies will be off your feet by the end of the day…”
****
Severus walked into the Great Hall at lunchtime with his chin up and his head held high. All attempts at transfiguring, removing, or otherwise improving the situation at his feet had been futile. So he simply chose to cast menacing looks at any student who dared snigger at his foot apparel that day.
Remus had promised him a birthday he wouldn’t forget, but this hadn’t been what Severus had in mind.