Behind Closed Doors
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
3,180
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't not own any characters in the Harry Potter universe and I am making no $$$ with this fanfic
Behind Closed Doors ~ Drabbles 1 - 4
Behind Closed Doors
Snape stood before the cabinet, waiting. His wand was drawn and his heart pounding. Moistness glazed his brow. The doors flew open, then she appeared, red-haired, slender and pale, her familiar green eyes glacial. Her moist red lips parted as she approached him.
"You were never worthy of me, Severus. Never," she said softly. “Why I was your friend I’ll never know.”
Snape stared at her, ache and anguish in his heart at seeing her again.
"Riddikulus!" he hissed, blasting the Boggart back into the cabinet.
“You were never my friend, Lily Evans. You were my obsession and my curse.”
* * *
Snape stood before the cabinet, waiting. His wand was drawn and his heart pounding. Moistness glazed his brow. The doors flew open, then he appeared, black-haired, smiling insipidly, his green eyes loving behind his glasses. His mouth formed words as he approached him.
"I want you to adopt me, professor," Harry said softly. “You’re just like a father to me.”
“Arrgh!” Snape cried, his belly clenching in nauseous reaction. He was going to lose his lunch!
"Riddikulus!" the wizard hissed, blasting the Boggart back into the cabinet.
“As if that would EVER happen in ANY universe,” he breathed, staggering away.
* * *
Snape stood before the cabinet, waiting. His wand was drawn and moistness glazed his brow. The doors flew open, then he appeared, black-haired, eyes vacant and carrying a cauldron in one hand, rolled up parchments tucked under his arm as he approached the Potions master..
"I’m ready to start my apprenticeship, professor Snape,” Neville Longbottom said. “It’s going to be a great four years.”
“Arrgh!” Snape cried, totally horrified, flinching away from the approaching terror.
"Riddikulus!" the wizard screamed, blasting the Boggart back into the cabinet.
“I’d commit Hari-Kari before I’d ever mentor bloody Longbottom,” he gasped, wiping his brow.
* * *
Snape stood before the cabinet, waiting. His wand was drawn and moistness glazed his brow. The doors flew open, but only darkness lay within. The wizard leaned forward, peering into the yawning cabinet. Then it appeared, small and grey, its tiny nose wriggling up at him.
"Squeak!” the mouse squeaked at the tall pale wizard staring at it with glazed eyes.
“Eek!” Snape cried, first hiking up his robes in horror, then fleeing the room completely.
The Boggart stood on its hind legs, sniffing, then returned to the cabinet, the doors closing behind it.
Now, that was ridiculous, it thought.
* * *
A/N: Just four little drabbles about possible Snape fears that just went totally downhill. Lol. Thanks for reading.
Snape stood before the cabinet, waiting. His wand was drawn and his heart pounding. Moistness glazed his brow. The doors flew open, then she appeared, red-haired, slender and pale, her familiar green eyes glacial. Her moist red lips parted as she approached him.
"You were never worthy of me, Severus. Never," she said softly. “Why I was your friend I’ll never know.”
Snape stared at her, ache and anguish in his heart at seeing her again.
"Riddikulus!" he hissed, blasting the Boggart back into the cabinet.
“You were never my friend, Lily Evans. You were my obsession and my curse.”
* * *
Snape stood before the cabinet, waiting. His wand was drawn and his heart pounding. Moistness glazed his brow. The doors flew open, then he appeared, black-haired, smiling insipidly, his green eyes loving behind his glasses. His mouth formed words as he approached him.
"I want you to adopt me, professor," Harry said softly. “You’re just like a father to me.”
“Arrgh!” Snape cried, his belly clenching in nauseous reaction. He was going to lose his lunch!
"Riddikulus!" the wizard hissed, blasting the Boggart back into the cabinet.
“As if that would EVER happen in ANY universe,” he breathed, staggering away.
* * *
Snape stood before the cabinet, waiting. His wand was drawn and moistness glazed his brow. The doors flew open, then he appeared, black-haired, eyes vacant and carrying a cauldron in one hand, rolled up parchments tucked under his arm as he approached the Potions master..
"I’m ready to start my apprenticeship, professor Snape,” Neville Longbottom said. “It’s going to be a great four years.”
“Arrgh!” Snape cried, totally horrified, flinching away from the approaching terror.
"Riddikulus!" the wizard screamed, blasting the Boggart back into the cabinet.
“I’d commit Hari-Kari before I’d ever mentor bloody Longbottom,” he gasped, wiping his brow.
* * *
Snape stood before the cabinet, waiting. His wand was drawn and moistness glazed his brow. The doors flew open, but only darkness lay within. The wizard leaned forward, peering into the yawning cabinet. Then it appeared, small and grey, its tiny nose wriggling up at him.
"Squeak!” the mouse squeaked at the tall pale wizard staring at it with glazed eyes.
“Eek!” Snape cried, first hiking up his robes in horror, then fleeing the room completely.
The Boggart stood on its hind legs, sniffing, then returned to the cabinet, the doors closing behind it.
Now, that was ridiculous, it thought.
* * *
A/N: Just four little drabbles about possible Snape fears that just went totally downhill. Lol. Thanks for reading.