The Snakey Butterflies.

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Title: The Snakey Butterflies.
Author: pekeleke
Rating: G
Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Challenge: Prompt generated by randomwordgenerator.com/: Palms.
Word Count: 100
Content: Pre-Slash. Feelings Realization.
Disclaimer: The characters, setting, and the HP franchise are owned by JKR and not me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Severus gapes, “You think I fancy Potter?”
A/N: I want to dedicate this particular work to my dear friend Teryarel, since today is her birthday, and I'm hoping this drabble will make her smile. Happy birthday, Teryarel! May your day, and year, be merry. ❤️

 

Severus is allergic to Potter’s owl. Every time he spots the beast, Severus’s face heats up, his palms start sweating, and an awful, squirmy feeling settles in his gut.

“That’s not an allergy,” Poppy explains, “You’re describing infatuation, Severus.”

“Infatu— That’s preposterous! I don’t fancy Potter’s owl.”

“That’s true.”

Severus gapes, “You think I fancy Potter?”

“Well. You’re getting butterflies in your stomach whenever he owls you.”

“Butterflies. There’s no cure for that?”

“Love isn’t a disease, Severus.”

“That’s not— I want snakes instead of butterflies.”

“That’s alright,” Poppy chuckles, “Harry is a parselmouth. He’ll do better with snakes, anyway.”