Drabble: Recognition
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alisanneTitle: Recognition
Author:![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
alisanne
Word Count: 100
Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
snarry100's challenge: #110: The Five Senses: Taste, and for ![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
slytherins100's challenge 027: Volcano.
Warning(s): Chan implied, sort of.
A/N: Harry's tastebuds get a workout.
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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Recognition
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Snape swept into the classroom. “Attention!” he snapped. “Today is your Potions practical. On the parchment before you is a list of ingredients. Brew the potion indicated, and by the end of this session you must identify your potion. Begin.”
“We’re fucked,” Ron muttered.
Harry sighed, nodding.
As Snape walked by, his robes touched Harry’s arm. Harry jerked, knocking several ingredients into his cauldron. It bubbled over, spewing like a volcano. Snape smirked, triumphant. “Detention, Potter!” he purred.
Harry, covered in fluid, licked his lips, immediately recognizing the taste of Snape’s favourite lubricant. Detention should be fun. Apparently, Ron’s right!
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Author:
alisanneWord Count: 100
Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Written for
snarry100's challenge: #110: The Five Senses: Taste, and for slytherins100's challenge 027: Volcano.Warning(s): Chan implied, sort of.
A/N: Harry's tastebuds get a workout.
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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Recognition
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Snape swept into the classroom. “Attention!” he snapped. “Today is your Potions practical. On the parchment before you is a list of ingredients. Brew the potion indicated, and by the end of this session you must identify your potion. Begin.”
“We’re fucked,” Ron muttered.
Harry sighed, nodding.
As Snape walked by, his robes touched Harry’s arm. Harry jerked, knocking several ingredients into his cauldron. It bubbled over, spewing like a volcano. Snape smirked, triumphant. “Detention, Potter!” he purred.
Harry, covered in fluid, licked his lips, immediately recognizing the taste of Snape’s favourite lubricant. Detention should be fun. Apparently, Ron’s right!
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