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alisanneTitle: Lost
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Rating: PG
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Summary: Harry and Severus have to come up with an alternate drying method.
Word Count: 375
Genre: Humor
Warnings: None
A/N: Written fortorino10154 who requested Snarry. She left the prompt up to me, so, with celandineb's help, I came up with Bath Towel. Enjoy, and Happy Birthday! :)
Beta:sevfan
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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Lost
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Severus reached a hand out of the shower, encountering an empty towel-rack. With a scowl he Summoned a towel and waited. And waited.
Oh, for... “Potter!”
“Yes, Severus?” Harry’s voice came from far away.
“Where are all the towels?” Severus yelled, exasperated. “You cannot possibly have used all of them when you bathed...”
Harry stepped into the bathroom. “Oh, sorry about that,” he said, sounding sheepish. “We had a leak and I used the towels to sop it up. I tried spelling them clean, but trust me, they needed to be laundered properly. So Dobby took them.”
“And?”
“And he lost them.”
“He WHAT? Well, that’s just lovely. So what am I to do in the meantime?” Severus snapped.
“Drip dry?”
“Don’t be absurd.”
“Okay... Er, there’s always that Drying Charm...”
“I hate that thing,” Severus muttered. “My skin always ends up so chapped when I use that.”
“That’s because you’re so rough with it. If you do it gently it works.”
“I don’t want to use a sodding Drying Charm!” Severus said, beginning to get irritated. “Just find me a towel.”
“Sorry,” Harry said. “We don’t have any at the moment. Just come out here and we’ll think of some way to dry you off.”
Severus flung back the shower curtain, shedding droplets of water all over the bathroom as he revealed himself in all his naked glory. “Brat! You planned this. Well, I hope you like the view.”
With that, he swept past Harry, who eyed his backside speculatively. Even his arse is flexing angrily. Severus was so hot when he was angry...
As Severus flung himself around the room, Harry smiled. “Actually, Severus,” he said. “The view is spectacular...”
By the time Severus turned around, Harry was directly behind him, pressed close. “I bet some exercise would be just the thing to dry you off,” he whispered.
Severus smirked. “I suppose it would,” he admitted, turning and gathering Harry in his arms. “Although it would likely negate the the effect of bathing in the first place.”
Harry grinned. “I guess we’ll just have to bathe together next time, then, won’t we?” he said.
And as they got sweaty together, Harry vowed to have Dobby ‘lose’ the towels more often.
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Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Summary: Harry and Severus have to come up with an alternate drying method.
Word Count: 375
Genre: Humor
Warnings: None
A/N: Written for
torino10154 who requested Snarry. She left the prompt up to me, so, with celandineb's help, I came up with Bath Towel. Enjoy, and Happy Birthday! :)Beta:
sevfanDisclaimer: 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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Lost
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Severus reached a hand out of the shower, encountering an empty towel-rack. With a scowl he Summoned a towel and waited. And waited.
Oh, for... “Potter!”
“Yes, Severus?” Harry’s voice came from far away.
“Where are all the towels?” Severus yelled, exasperated. “You cannot possibly have used all of them when you bathed...”
Harry stepped into the bathroom. “Oh, sorry about that,” he said, sounding sheepish. “We had a leak and I used the towels to sop it up. I tried spelling them clean, but trust me, they needed to be laundered properly. So Dobby took them.”
“And?”
“And he lost them.”
“He WHAT? Well, that’s just lovely. So what am I to do in the meantime?” Severus snapped.
“Drip dry?”
“Don’t be absurd.”
“Okay... Er, there’s always that Drying Charm...”
“I hate that thing,” Severus muttered. “My skin always ends up so chapped when I use that.”
“That’s because you’re so rough with it. If you do it gently it works.”
“I don’t want to use a sodding Drying Charm!” Severus said, beginning to get irritated. “Just find me a towel.”
“Sorry,” Harry said. “We don’t have any at the moment. Just come out here and we’ll think of some way to dry you off.”
Severus flung back the shower curtain, shedding droplets of water all over the bathroom as he revealed himself in all his naked glory. “Brat! You planned this. Well, I hope you like the view.”
With that, he swept past Harry, who eyed his backside speculatively. Even his arse is flexing angrily. Severus was so hot when he was angry...
As Severus flung himself around the room, Harry smiled. “Actually, Severus,” he said. “The view is spectacular...”
By the time Severus turned around, Harry was directly behind him, pressed close. “I bet some exercise would be just the thing to dry you off,” he whispered.
Severus smirked. “I suppose it would,” he admitted, turning and gathering Harry in his arms. “Although it would likely negate the the effect of bathing in the first place.”
Harry grinned. “I guess we’ll just have to bathe together next time, then, won’t we?” he said.
And as they got sweaty together, Harry vowed to have Dobby ‘lose’ the towels more often.
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