Title: Neither Fire Nor Brimstone.
Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Challenge: Written for snarry_100 ( IJ, LJ, DW ) prompt challenge 565: Wealth.
Disclaimer: Don't own these characters. No money is being made out of this work.
Summary: Harry receives an invitation. A surprisingly Un-Snape-ish one.
A/N: This drabble was written for those of you out there who wanted a sequel to So—Er—Pint? Therefore it will make very little sense to anyone who hasn’t read that first.
Neither Fire Nor Brimstone.
Snap-Severus’ reply to arrive in the form of fire, brimstone, howlers and/or a wealth of hexes; so he’s understandably delighted by Snap-Severus’ hope-inducing invitation to “visit him immediately.”
“Snap-Severus? I’m her—”
“Petrificus Totalus! Incarcerous! Mobilicorpus!”
‘Oh-shit-oh-shit-oh-shit,’ Harry panics as
Snap-Severus levitates him into a chair.
“You sent me a letter, Potter. A love letter. Someone gave you defective Amortentia.”
‘Amortentia?’ Harry’s heart breaks. ‘Oh, Severus—
“Don’t look so worried. You won’t love me for long. This antidote will fix you.”
‘It can’t. I love you for real, you, idiot.’
“Bottoms up, Potter.”
'Fine!' Harry swallows. 'You'll see.'