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Drabble: The Angry Mallet; SS/HP; PG
Wrote this while in Baltimore.
“Would you just try it…for me?”
“Mister Potter, it is a filthy bottom feeder. I would not deign to put such a thing in my mouth.”
Harry smiled, his thoughts wandering over Severus’ choice of words.
*WHACK!*
Brightly wearing a paper bib, Harry brought the wooden mallet down hard on the steamed crab before him, sending bits of shell flying.
“Filthy!” Snape reeled from the shards on his person.
“Sorry,” Harry giggled.
“You’re making a mess.”
“All over you.” Harry stopped to watch his lover, the mallet, hovering over the crab. The greasy git was picking flecks of crab shell from his black turtleneck. Harry’s smile widened. Only Severus would be wearing a turtleneck shirt in this August heat and humidity.
Harry watched as Snape muttered under his breath, something about his wand, as he reached for the moist towelettes.
Harry put the mallet down and regarded Snape.
“What? I’m here, aren’t I? What more could you possibly want?”
“Absolutely nothing.”
“Would you just try it…for me?”
“Mister Potter, it is a filthy bottom feeder. I would not deign to put such a thing in my mouth.”
Harry smiled, his thoughts wandering over Severus’ choice of words.
*WHACK!*
Brightly wearing a paper bib, Harry brought the wooden mallet down hard on the steamed crab before him, sending bits of shell flying.
“Filthy!” Snape reeled from the shards on his person.
“Sorry,” Harry giggled.
“You’re making a mess.”
“All over you.” Harry stopped to watch his lover, the mallet, hovering over the crab. The greasy git was picking flecks of crab shell from his black turtleneck. Harry’s smile widened. Only Severus would be wearing a turtleneck shirt in this August heat and humidity.
Harry watched as Snape muttered under his breath, something about his wand, as he reached for the moist towelettes.
Harry put the mallet down and regarded Snape.
“What? I’m here, aren’t I? What more could you possibly want?”
“Absolutely nothing.”