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November 21st, 2004
08:11 pm - slash fic
I know I know, a Harry Potter slash fic not a Dazza one :S but I wrote it a while ago and want to join this site and have something to go on my credentials
Title: News rules.
Pairing: RL/SS implied
Rating: PG-if that, some colourful language
Author: Lord Localfreak
Genre: God knows
Summary: inspired by a challenge post, but never submitted as I lost the address (dammit) Due to a new ruling werewolves are not permitted to have any sexual relations.
Disclaimer: Do not own the potter verse!
Authors Notes: found this rather self-reflective, depressing stuff to work with but with a tiny, cynical sense of bitter optimism at the end
“What? They can’t DO this!” spluttered Severus Snape his face a myriad of anger and shock. Lupin simply sent him a wavering smile, his face a mask of calm
“I assure you they can Severus. In fact they have.”
Snape threw down the paper, making the cups rattle on the table “It’s preposterous!” he spat “it’s unfair it’s-“
“It’s unjust, it’s prejudice, it’s bigotry it’s wrong.” Said Lupin wearily sitting down at the table and watching his lover pace up a storm.
“How can you be so calm!” thundered Snape in a voice, which would have made even the hardiest student, wet themselves. He sank down in his place, breathing heavily and irregularly. “How can you be so calm?” he muttered
Lupin put a hand on his arm gently “I have to be Severus. What else can I do?”
“Protest.” Snape replied gruffly, but then exchanged glances with Lupin as his cynical and logical mind reminded him that no one would ever listen to a werewolf protest. They’d ‘subdue’ any protesters with Silver bullets and cart the survivors off to the chopping block without so much as a blink.
“There’s nothing I can do, there’s nothing either of us can do.” Sighed Lupin.
“You don’t have to follow the law.”
“And risk your life and mine?”
“If they caught us.”
“I won’t take that risk.”
“No.” Snape sighed heavily, “I wouldn’t risk your life either.”
Silence reined as the two struggled to check their reigning emotions, until tentatively Severus spoke again. “Will we still be able to…kiss?” his voice was lower than a whisper, he feared the answer.
Remus scanned the paper again, “I don’t know, I’ll have to look it up. It depends how the law has defined ‘sexual contact’. “ a pause, “look Severus, if you…I mean if you wanted to…. leave…I would…”
“No!” Snape cut him off sharply, “As if I would leave you over this.” He scowled “that’s just the reaction they want, they WANT you to start classing yourself as less than human, just because they’re a pile of….a pile of tossers!” the final word was thrown out with a slightly ironic grin, which widened as Lupin began to chuckle and join in “a gaggle of sexually retarded warthogs”
“a steaming shower of hippogriff dung”
“who talk out of their arses”
“and collect fat old people pornography!”
“and Cornelius Fudge is the biggest pile of tripe-wielding, supercilious gits ever to walk out of the whole gits-are-us convention of them!”
The laughter cleared the air temporarily and Severus scooted around the table to hold onto Remus as the laughter faded and the gnawing pain in his gut returned.
“God I love you.” He muttered into Remus’ ear, “and I don’t give a damn about the lot of them. We’ll fight this, some how we’ll fight this. And even if…if we can’t win, we’ll stick together.”
“Unless they make another law saying we can’t do that.”
“then I’ll murder every last one of them.”
“and get thrown into Askaban”
“if I can’t have you, I’m already half there.”
The arms around Severus clenched tighter, “Oh Sev, what are we going to do?”
Severus moved away slightly, thinking and Remus gazed curiously at the half-smirking half-scowling look on his face, “I think it has become necessary to- er….grant them the..ah…privilege…of being on the receiving end of the wrath of…Miss Hermione Granger.”
“Really? You are going to go to her??” Remus was incredulous.
“Yes.” Came the guff reply, “ I will send her an owl shortly, however, according to the…toilet rag” he sneered at the Daily Prophet “the ruling does not come in for two more days. I’d rather think we should enjoy ourselves whilst it is still legal to do so.”
Remus relaxed into the kiss, no matter what would come, they would fight, but before following Severus towards their bedroom he imitated his lovers scowl and aimed it venomously at the paper, spitting on it..the turned around and left the room to focus on happier things.
The Daily Prophet read: Fudge brings in new Law. Werewolves no longer have the right to have sexual relations.
And in an office, far away, Miss Hermione Granger and her now-free Elven comrades were already making their protest banners.
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Comments:
mmm- great pair and fic :D
How bout a Harry/Ron? Hmm? *giggles*
HEY!! did you realize you created this journal ONE day before I did?!!
Cosmically connnected I tell ya.
lol merci...but Harry and Ron >.< each to their own luvvy! each to their own! haha
HEY!! did you realize you created this journal ONE day before I did?!!
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really?? wow that's really cool! hehe
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| Date: | November 22nd, 2004 - 03:49 am |
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Loved it, Mike. Great writing. ^_^
lol thankies, I find this little thing rather amusingly self relfective |
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