You're Wearing That“Absolutely not.”You're Wearing That by TheSisters2
She performed that odd, annoying, wonderful little combined head toss and eye roll of hers, but he stood his ground.
“No, Lily. It’s not right for the situation.”
“Why not?” she asked petulantly, holding the skirt against her waist. He eyed it distastefully.
“Too tight. I can tell.”
She shook her head, guiding the skirt back into her bag with her wand. “Really, Sev,” she muttered. “You’d think I was going to Hogsmeade with my great-great-aunt who lived in a convent. It’s not that bad a skirt.”
“It is, so. Why do you have to wear Muggle clothing, anyway?” Snape demanded, pacing around the abandoned, dim room. “Your robes would be better.”
“Why?” Lily rummaged through the shallow bag. “Because they’re drab and unflattering and so long that I trip over them all the time?”
He glared at her, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
Masking the Truth Within -- Snily**Oddly enough, applying the term "den" to indicate the home for feral critters, is also - ultimately... where pure magic happens.Masking the Truth Within -- Snily** by ScarletQuill
Especially during Carnival season.
Unfortunately, the study of celebrations in the Muggle world would have made this one either particularly late for last year or early for the current...
Though neither were likely too far from the truth.
Speaking of truth...
Severus Snape did NOT want to be there.
The ebony mask was designed to be simple, even with its red feather to the side.
Perhaps carelessly stuck by another's castoffs...?
Although it was much like one noticing the last of the stars - as they flicker off at dusk - such details are seldom thought of.
Except by a select few..
Severus held the gift in his hands, nearly dropping it in his surpressed emotions.
Feathers smoothed like fur to look as such. But using them would be easier.
Easier to breathe.
It was to look like a vixen.
The fox had to be tamed. And the ro
Unbolted SnapeIt's those brief thoughts of....Unbolted Snape by ScarletQuill
or am I just fooling myself?
It is easier than -
finding mistletoe on a shelf.
I'm freezing staring at the stars
while they are warm inside.
Why am I still hanging around
when I would rather hide?
As a pirate who looks for a thread-
which will undo the hangman's rope.
It is the thoughts of damned soul...
there is still an impossible hope.
It's said nice guys finish last
and in the end there are debts we pays.
I will hold you in my heart -
for now... forever ..and for always.
Silent Hill: Carnality/ Chapter twoSilent Hill: Carnality/ Chapter two by DaughterRootless
it had been at least two hours or more now that Severus had been walking. He had started out with a white grip on his garden hoe, but, since the incident with the mailbox, nothing had happened. as he had made his way across the bridge thought that he might have seen something several feet behind him, watching his movements from the shadows, but since then he had regained confidence and speed, and was now obstinately making his way toward the circle on the map.
the school wasn't more than a few meters ahead of him now, and as it came into view he let out the air that was stinging his heaving lungs and stood there panting, hands on his knees.
Midwitch Elementary was an impassive off grey building that extended ever upward disappearing into the clouds that hung just above the trees to the left and right. he had the fleeting thought that, for whatever reason, it was watching him.
as he traipsed forward he could scantly hear the rippling of a flag, and was suddenly caught off guard by the s
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