Drabble: Hero Complex
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alisanneTitle: Hero Complex
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Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 100 x 8
Rating: PG
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snarry100's prompt# 638: Hero.
Summary: Life is never boring for our heroes.
Part Sixty-Eight of the Wisdom Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
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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Hero Complex
~
On his first day back to work, Harry walked into MACUSA carrying pastries.
“Thank goodness you’re back,” said Penelope. She shot a look at Ginny. “Now maybe people will stop fretting.”
Ginny rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t fretting,” she said, although all day she sat near Harry as if assuring for herself he was all right.
He was hailed a hero for bringing food, and after the last of the treats were gone, he said, “Maybe I’ll bring pastries every day.”
Penelope laughed. “You’d be popular. If it’s one thing all Aurors can do, it’s eat.”
Harry had to agree.
~
“Did your colleagues enjoy the pastries?” asked Severus when Harry got home.
“Yes, although now they’re expecting more tomorrow.”
Severus snorted. “Then they can get their own.” He looked Harry over, a possessive glint in his eyes. “You did all right today? You didn’t overexert yourself, did you?”
“No I didn’t.” As Severus raised an eyebrow, Harry shook his head. “I promise I didn’t.”
“Hm.” Severus huffed. “You’ve a hero complex a mile wide. I can’t be faulted for worrying.”
Shaking his head, Harry walked over to him, hugging him. “I’m fine.”
Smirking, Severus kissed him. “Yes, you certainly are.”
~
Harry had just changed into his sleep trousers when he heard the Floo. He glanced at Severus, who was already in bed, Azizi on his lap, Amiri curled by his feet. “Who could that be?”
Severus hummed. “Few people have access to our Floo after hours.”
Sighing, Harry Summoned a dressing gown. “I suppose it could be work. I’ll be right back.”
“Just don’t be a hero!” Severus called after him.
Padding down the hallway, Harry entered the living room. He blinked when he saw who it was. “Hermione?”
“Did I wake you?”
“No.” Harry frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Umbridge’s escaped!”
~
“Explain to me again how one of the most secure prisons in the wizarding world lost an inmate?” Severus growled.
Ron, having replaced Hermione in the Floo, shook his head. “I’ve no idea.”
Harry, standing behind Severus and rubbing soothing circles on his back, snapped, “Have you investigated the backgrounds of the guards on duty when she escaped?”
“No…You think we should?” Ron said, tone dry. “Of course we did! They’re squeaky clean. We do know how to Auror, mate.”
“Sorry.” Harry sighed. “Just…thinking aloud.”
“Well, if you’ve some new-fangled heroic technique to track her, let me know.”
~
“She can’t find us here,” Harry whispered as he and Severus lay in bed together. “Right?”
“I would say no, except she’s surprised me at every turn.” Severus shifted closer to Harry, his arms tightening around him. “We do have every manner of protection on this place, though. She won’t get in easily.”
Azizi, curled up behind Harry, purred as in agreement. Harry smiled. “And don’t forget our live-in heroic protectors.”
Severus snorted. “Azizi I see in that light. Amiri, however—”
Harry giggled. “Hey, at least he’s stopped piddling all over the place.”
“Obviously his survival instincts finally kicked in.”
~
Harry, working on a report, winced as Ginny stormed into his office. Without a word, she flung herself into the chair across from his desk, heaving a sigh.
“What’s wrong?” asked Harry.
“Nothing.” Arms folded across her chest, Ginny huffed.
“Uh huh.” Sighing Harry flicked his fingers, turning on the electric kettle. “Tea?”
“My hero.” Ginny smiled briefly. “But it never tastes the same here.”
“I know. I think it’s the water. Still, it’s the best I’ve got.”
“Okay,” said Ginny, sounding subdued.
Minutes passed with them silently drinking tea. Harry opened his mouth to speak.
“Penelope has a fiancé!”
~
Harry blinked. “What?”
Ginny glared at him. “You heard me!”
“I must have misheard. Did you say Penelope—?”
“Has a fiancé, yes. One who’s not me!” Ginny snapped. “And to think I trusted her!”
“I…this sounds fishy. Who told you?”
“Does it matter?” Ginny whinged.
“Yes!” Standing up, Harry walked around to perch on the front of his desk. “If you didn’t hear it directly from her, don’t believe it. You know how the rumour mill is.”
“True…” Sighing, Ginny stood up, hugging him. “You really are my hero, you know.”
Laughing, Harry ducked his head. “Go find Penelope.”
~
Harry had just got back to his parchments when his door flew open again. “Hero Harry at your service—Oh, hey, Penelope.” He winked at Ginny. “Long time no see.”
“We’ve an emergency,” Penelope snapped. “Let’s go.”
Harry raised an eyebrow. “Look, while I’m honoured you two trust me to hear about the intimacies of your relationship, I really think you need to talk to each other—”
“Harry!” Ginny shouted. “She’s not joking! It’s an emergency!”
“Okay, okay!” Harry stood, Summoning his Auror robes and pulling them on. “What’s the problem?”
“We just got word your house is under attack.”
~
Continued in Under Fire (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisannePairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 100 x 8
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for
snarry100/snarry100/snarry100's prompt# 638: Hero.Summary: Life is never boring for our heroes.
Part Sixty-Eight of the Wisdom Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
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.
~
Hero Complex
~
On his first day back to work, Harry walked into MACUSA carrying pastries.
“Thank goodness you’re back,” said Penelope. She shot a look at Ginny. “Now maybe people will stop fretting.”
Ginny rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t fretting,” she said, although all day she sat near Harry as if assuring for herself he was all right.
He was hailed a hero for bringing food, and after the last of the treats were gone, he said, “Maybe I’ll bring pastries every day.”
Penelope laughed. “You’d be popular. If it’s one thing all Aurors can do, it’s eat.”
Harry had to agree.
~
“Did your colleagues enjoy the pastries?” asked Severus when Harry got home.
“Yes, although now they’re expecting more tomorrow.”
Severus snorted. “Then they can get their own.” He looked Harry over, a possessive glint in his eyes. “You did all right today? You didn’t overexert yourself, did you?”
“No I didn’t.” As Severus raised an eyebrow, Harry shook his head. “I promise I didn’t.”
“Hm.” Severus huffed. “You’ve a hero complex a mile wide. I can’t be faulted for worrying.”
Shaking his head, Harry walked over to him, hugging him. “I’m fine.”
Smirking, Severus kissed him. “Yes, you certainly are.”
~
Harry had just changed into his sleep trousers when he heard the Floo. He glanced at Severus, who was already in bed, Azizi on his lap, Amiri curled by his feet. “Who could that be?”
Severus hummed. “Few people have access to our Floo after hours.”
Sighing, Harry Summoned a dressing gown. “I suppose it could be work. I’ll be right back.”
“Just don’t be a hero!” Severus called after him.
Padding down the hallway, Harry entered the living room. He blinked when he saw who it was. “Hermione?”
“Did I wake you?”
“No.” Harry frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Umbridge’s escaped!”
~
“Explain to me again how one of the most secure prisons in the wizarding world lost an inmate?” Severus growled.
Ron, having replaced Hermione in the Floo, shook his head. “I’ve no idea.”
Harry, standing behind Severus and rubbing soothing circles on his back, snapped, “Have you investigated the backgrounds of the guards on duty when she escaped?”
“No…You think we should?” Ron said, tone dry. “Of course we did! They’re squeaky clean. We do know how to Auror, mate.”
“Sorry.” Harry sighed. “Just…thinking aloud.”
“Well, if you’ve some new-fangled heroic technique to track her, let me know.”
~
“She can’t find us here,” Harry whispered as he and Severus lay in bed together. “Right?”
“I would say no, except she’s surprised me at every turn.” Severus shifted closer to Harry, his arms tightening around him. “We do have every manner of protection on this place, though. She won’t get in easily.”
Azizi, curled up behind Harry, purred as in agreement. Harry smiled. “And don’t forget our live-in heroic protectors.”
Severus snorted. “Azizi I see in that light. Amiri, however—”
Harry giggled. “Hey, at least he’s stopped piddling all over the place.”
“Obviously his survival instincts finally kicked in.”
~
Harry, working on a report, winced as Ginny stormed into his office. Without a word, she flung herself into the chair across from his desk, heaving a sigh.
“What’s wrong?” asked Harry.
“Nothing.” Arms folded across her chest, Ginny huffed.
“Uh huh.” Sighing Harry flicked his fingers, turning on the electric kettle. “Tea?”
“My hero.” Ginny smiled briefly. “But it never tastes the same here.”
“I know. I think it’s the water. Still, it’s the best I’ve got.”
“Okay,” said Ginny, sounding subdued.
Minutes passed with them silently drinking tea. Harry opened his mouth to speak.
“Penelope has a fiancé!”
~
Harry blinked. “What?”
Ginny glared at him. “You heard me!”
“I must have misheard. Did you say Penelope—?”
“Has a fiancé, yes. One who’s not me!” Ginny snapped. “And to think I trusted her!”
“I…this sounds fishy. Who told you?”
“Does it matter?” Ginny whinged.
“Yes!” Standing up, Harry walked around to perch on the front of his desk. “If you didn’t hear it directly from her, don’t believe it. You know how the rumour mill is.”
“True…” Sighing, Ginny stood up, hugging him. “You really are my hero, you know.”
Laughing, Harry ducked his head. “Go find Penelope.”
~
Harry had just got back to his parchments when his door flew open again. “Hero Harry at your service—Oh, hey, Penelope.” He winked at Ginny. “Long time no see.”
“We’ve an emergency,” Penelope snapped. “Let’s go.”
Harry raised an eyebrow. “Look, while I’m honoured you two trust me to hear about the intimacies of your relationship, I really think you need to talk to each other—”
“Harry!” Ginny shouted. “She’s not joking! It’s an emergency!”
“Okay, okay!” Harry stood, Summoning his Auror robes and pulling them on. “What’s the problem?”
“We just got word your house is under attack.”
~
Continued in Under Fire (LJ/IJ/DW).
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Date: 2018-07-27 12:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-07-31 02:49 am (UTC)*smooches* ♥
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Date: 2018-08-11 07:02 pm (UTC)This is an excellent and fun chapter and much deserving of the time it takes to leave a comment!
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Date: 2018-08-14 06:27 pm (UTC)Thanks so much, hon!