Drabble: Hitting the Target
Sep. 22nd, 2014 09:26 amTitle: Hitting the Target
Author:
alisanne
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Challenge: Written for
harry100/
harry100's prompt #242: Target.
Rating: PG
Length: 100 x 3
Warnings: None
Beta(s):
sevfan and
emynn
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Hitting the Target
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Upon awakening, Harry groaned.
“What?” asked Severus.
Harry sighed. “We’ve target practice today with Robards.”
“And?”
“I hate when he’s watching.”
“Then pretend he’s not there.” Severus nuzzled Harry. “Pretend it’s just you and the target, and that it’s the only thing between you and sex.”
Harry laughed. “Sex?”
“Indeed,” Severus purred. “The sooner you hit the target, the sooner you can claim your...reward.”
“What reward?”
“Haven’t I mentioned how arousing I find competent spellcasting?” Severus smirked. “Do well in your exercises, and you may do well with me later.”
Harry hummed. “You certainly know how to motivate me.”
~
When Harry got home he found Severus cooking. “Smells fabulous,” he said, hugging Severus from behind.
“Your favourite,” replied Severus. “I even made treacle tart.”
Harry smiled. “I guess you heard about the exercises.”
Severus turned in his arms to face him. “I believe the words ‘best spellcasting in a decade’ were used on the Wireless news report.”
Harry grinned. “What can I say? I was motivated. Although--” He pulled Severus towards the hallway. “I believe my promised reward was sex.”
“I assumed you’d require sustenance first.” Severus smirked. “Or was I off target?”
“Maybe after,” said Harry, kissing him.
~
“Have you been drilling Potter at home?” asked Robards at Harry’s graduation ceremony.
Severus hummed. “You could say that,” he murmured, recalling the ‘drilling’ he’d done the night before. “Why?”
“Because he was an average cadet up until the last few weeks, and now he’s surpassed all the targets. He’s graduating top of this Auror class.”
“We do...practice things at home,” Severus said.
Robards nodded. “We could use an instructor of your calibre.”
Severus coughed. “I’m afraid my methods aren’t suited to everyone.”
“What was that about?” asked Harry moments later after Robards had wandered off.
Severus smirked. “Motivation.”
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Author:
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Challenge: Written for
Rating: PG
Length: 100 x 3
Warnings: None
Beta(s):
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Hitting the Target
~
Upon awakening, Harry groaned.
“What?” asked Severus.
Harry sighed. “We’ve target practice today with Robards.”
“And?”
“I hate when he’s watching.”
“Then pretend he’s not there.” Severus nuzzled Harry. “Pretend it’s just you and the target, and that it’s the only thing between you and sex.”
Harry laughed. “Sex?”
“Indeed,” Severus purred. “The sooner you hit the target, the sooner you can claim your...reward.”
“What reward?”
“Haven’t I mentioned how arousing I find competent spellcasting?” Severus smirked. “Do well in your exercises, and you may do well with me later.”
Harry hummed. “You certainly know how to motivate me.”
~
When Harry got home he found Severus cooking. “Smells fabulous,” he said, hugging Severus from behind.
“Your favourite,” replied Severus. “I even made treacle tart.”
Harry smiled. “I guess you heard about the exercises.”
Severus turned in his arms to face him. “I believe the words ‘best spellcasting in a decade’ were used on the Wireless news report.”
Harry grinned. “What can I say? I was motivated. Although--” He pulled Severus towards the hallway. “I believe my promised reward was sex.”
“I assumed you’d require sustenance first.” Severus smirked. “Or was I off target?”
“Maybe after,” said Harry, kissing him.
~
“Have you been drilling Potter at home?” asked Robards at Harry’s graduation ceremony.
Severus hummed. “You could say that,” he murmured, recalling the ‘drilling’ he’d done the night before. “Why?”
“Because he was an average cadet up until the last few weeks, and now he’s surpassed all the targets. He’s graduating top of this Auror class.”
“We do...practice things at home,” Severus said.
Robards nodded. “We could use an instructor of your calibre.”
Severus coughed. “I’m afraid my methods aren’t suited to everyone.”
“What was that about?” asked Harry moments later after Robards had wandered off.
Severus smirked. “Motivation.”
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Date: 2014-09-22 04:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-09-28 11:22 pm (UTC)Thanks, hon!
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Date: 2014-09-23 12:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-09-28 11:27 pm (UTC)Harry does love Severus' *cough* drilling. ;)
Thanks, my dear!
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Date: 2014-09-23 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-09-28 11:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-09-30 01:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-10-01 01:22 am (UTC)Oh, I'm so pleased I could give you a chuckle, hon! :)
And yes, I imagine you're right about Robards' cluelessness. Severus is a sly devil. Which is why we love him so. :)
Thanks so much!