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gala_apples) wrote2004-09-03 04:31 pm
gala_apples) wrote2004-09-03 04:31 pm
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i have hereby made another story based on a piece of art by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
xenoface who is a brilliant artist.
it's here her oekaki cat!severus snape. look at it's beauty for a minute or two, then come back here, and read my story based on it.
ah, the beauty of plotlessness. (severus and remus plotlessness)
“So the arseholes won’t be back for a bit, right?” Severus asked.
“They aren’t arseholes. They’re my friends.” Remus replied.
“Regardless, they won’t be back for a bit, will they?”
“Nope. James is playing with his snitch, Sirius is wooing some idiot girl, and Peter is somewhere, but I told him not to come here.”
Severus muttered good, and he stretched himself out on the red silk four poster. He nuzzled his head into the crook between Remus’ shoulder and neck, and felt safe. He considered running his tongue along the slightly visible artery, but decided against it. He could have fun later, now was the time for snuggling.
Remus turned his head to look at Severus’ slightly greasy head. His two best friends loved to tease his secret boyfriend about it, but Remus didn’t find a problem with it. It was like Remus’ absurdly long toes. He couldn’t help them, people teased him about them, and Severus found them strangely sexy. Remus loved the slick feeling of running his hand through the black hair.
“What would you do if I said I got us a pass to leave Hogwarts for muggle London?”
“Probably run around screaming, or fall to the floor and roll around in a seizure of joy. But you don’t have a pass. How would you get one anyway?”
“Muggle studies final project. Go to muggle London, and write a report based on a thesis statement.”
“Well, if you’d excuse me…” Severus said, starting to get up.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m gonna roll around on the floor now, kay?”
“No you aren’t.” Remus said, tugging Severus’ arm and pulling him onto his chest. “That would make you too much like a dog.”
“You think I act like a dog?”
“No. You’re much more catlike.” Remus reaches his arm to his chest, so he can start to stroke Severus’ hair.
“Are you petting me?” Severus asked, shocked.
“Does it matter?”
“I am nothing like a cat! You’re insane if you think I am!”
Remus reached for his wand, and cast a hex on Severus.
“What did you do?”
“Nothing important love.” Severus could hear the slight smile in his voice, but he couldn’t see the wide smirk on Remus’ face, so he opted to think Remus was telling him the truth.
They laid there for quite awhile, idly discussing things to do while they didn’t have to pretend to hate each other. Remus insisted on going to a bookshop, while Severus demanded they find bumper cars, as he had heard from muggle-borns how fun they were.
Then Remus looked at his pocket watch, and realized any minute now, Sirius was going to come running into the room talking about his latest conquest. “You gotta go now, love.”
“Bollocks.” Sev said, but stood up. He wanted to keep this a secret just as much as Remus did. At least at Hogwarts, muggle London was a completely different thing. He vaguely wondered if the town had any pay by the hour inns like the leaky cauldron.
Remus watched as Severus padded out of the room, carrying his shoes so he would make less noise. He smiled with glee as Severus sashayed his butt, just for him. If Severus’ hair was strangely sexy, Severus’ arse was obviously sexy.
He ripped his eyes off his boyfriend’s butt to glance at his head. The cat ears made him look even more like a cute kitty then he already was. All he needed were a few extra touches. Like a fur thong and vest set, or a tail.
Well, it was nearly Severus’ birthday. Maybe he could get the boy a collar? With a nice little bell hanging off it? As Remus began to ponder his sevvie-kitty options, Sirius burst into the room. “Guess who I made it with?!”
xenoface who is a brilliant artist. it's here her oekaki cat!severus snape. look at it's beauty for a minute or two, then come back here, and read my story based on it.
ah, the beauty of plotlessness. (severus and remus plotlessness)
“So the arseholes won’t be back for a bit, right?” Severus asked.
“They aren’t arseholes. They’re my friends.” Remus replied.
“Regardless, they won’t be back for a bit, will they?”
“Nope. James is playing with his snitch, Sirius is wooing some idiot girl, and Peter is somewhere, but I told him not to come here.”
Severus muttered good, and he stretched himself out on the red silk four poster. He nuzzled his head into the crook between Remus’ shoulder and neck, and felt safe. He considered running his tongue along the slightly visible artery, but decided against it. He could have fun later, now was the time for snuggling.
Remus turned his head to look at Severus’ slightly greasy head. His two best friends loved to tease his secret boyfriend about it, but Remus didn’t find a problem with it. It was like Remus’ absurdly long toes. He couldn’t help them, people teased him about them, and Severus found them strangely sexy. Remus loved the slick feeling of running his hand through the black hair.
“What would you do if I said I got us a pass to leave Hogwarts for muggle London?”
“Probably run around screaming, or fall to the floor and roll around in a seizure of joy. But you don’t have a pass. How would you get one anyway?”
“Muggle studies final project. Go to muggle London, and write a report based on a thesis statement.”
“Well, if you’d excuse me…” Severus said, starting to get up.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m gonna roll around on the floor now, kay?”
“No you aren’t.” Remus said, tugging Severus’ arm and pulling him onto his chest. “That would make you too much like a dog.”
“You think I act like a dog?”
“No. You’re much more catlike.” Remus reaches his arm to his chest, so he can start to stroke Severus’ hair.
“Are you petting me?” Severus asked, shocked.
“Does it matter?”
“I am nothing like a cat! You’re insane if you think I am!”
Remus reached for his wand, and cast a hex on Severus.
“What did you do?”
“Nothing important love.” Severus could hear the slight smile in his voice, but he couldn’t see the wide smirk on Remus’ face, so he opted to think Remus was telling him the truth.
They laid there for quite awhile, idly discussing things to do while they didn’t have to pretend to hate each other. Remus insisted on going to a bookshop, while Severus demanded they find bumper cars, as he had heard from muggle-borns how fun they were.
Then Remus looked at his pocket watch, and realized any minute now, Sirius was going to come running into the room talking about his latest conquest. “You gotta go now, love.”
“Bollocks.” Sev said, but stood up. He wanted to keep this a secret just as much as Remus did. At least at Hogwarts, muggle London was a completely different thing. He vaguely wondered if the town had any pay by the hour inns like the leaky cauldron.
Remus watched as Severus padded out of the room, carrying his shoes so he would make less noise. He smiled with glee as Severus sashayed his butt, just for him. If Severus’ hair was strangely sexy, Severus’ arse was obviously sexy.
He ripped his eyes off his boyfriend’s butt to glance at his head. The cat ears made him look even more like a cute kitty then he already was. All he needed were a few extra touches. Like a fur thong and vest set, or a tail.
Well, it was nearly Severus’ birthday. Maybe he could get the boy a collar? With a nice little bell hanging off it? As Remus began to ponder his sevvie-kitty options, Sirius burst into the room. “Guess who I made it with?!”