Drabble: Reckless Raiding
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alisanneTitle: Reckless Raiding
Author:![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
alisanne
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
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snarry100's challenge #119: Random Insult Generator
Warning(s): None
A/N: Harry can still be somewhat reckless.
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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Reckless Raiding
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When Harry got home, Severus was reading.
“Sorry I’m late, but there was a--”
Severus held up a hand. “I’m told you went on a raid. I thought we discussed that.”
“It wasn’t actually a raid...” Harry protested weakly.
Severus raised an eyebrow. “Reckless renegade,” he said. “You are not as young as you once were. Your reflexes...”
“Are still excellent,” Harry interjected, sliding into Severus’ lap. “I’m still an Auror.”
“A seventy-year-old Auror.”
“Young enough to get my man,” Harry purred, hands caressing. “Unless you’re too old...”
Later, when he recovered, Harry marvelled at how spry Severus still was.
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Author:
alisanneWord Count: 100
Rating: PG
Written for
snarry100's challenge #119: Random Insult GeneratorWarning(s): None
A/N: Harry can still be somewhat reckless.
Beta:
sevfanDisclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
~
Reckless Raiding
~
When Harry got home, Severus was reading.
“Sorry I’m late, but there was a--”
Severus held up a hand. “I’m told you went on a raid. I thought we discussed that.”
“It wasn’t actually a raid...” Harry protested weakly.
Severus raised an eyebrow. “Reckless renegade,” he said. “You are not as young as you once were. Your reflexes...”
“Are still excellent,” Harry interjected, sliding into Severus’ lap. “I’m still an Auror.”
“A seventy-year-old Auror.”
“Young enough to get my man,” Harry purred, hands caressing. “Unless you’re too old...”
Later, when he recovered, Harry marvelled at how spry Severus still was.
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