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Rating: PG
Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Prompt: Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
adventdrabbles' Dec 1 Prompt: Kissing in the snow
Word Count: 100
Warnings: mpreg
A/N: Part of the "Advent Snarry 2017" series. All entries to this series can be found here.
Sometimes, hall monitoring duties were shit. Harry found he'd rather face a basilisk than having to watch yet another teenage couple play tonsil tango. On this particular night, the queasiness he'd felt all day didn't make things easier. But instead of having a nice lie-down, he roosted out two fourth-years from behind some bushes and sent them to their respective common rooms.
Watching them leave, holding hands, he felt reminded of a particular night a little more than a month ago.
Harry shook his head, trying to dispel the memory. He had better things to do than ponder the past.
Title: Trouble
Author:gin_tonic/gin_tonic/gin_biscuit
Rating: PG
Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Prompt: Written foradventdrabbles' Dec 2 Prompt: Reading stories under the tree
Word Count: 100
Warnings: mpreg
A/N: Part of the "Advent Snarry 2017" series. All entries to this series can be found here.
When the queasiness didn't vanish on its own, Harry went to see Madam Pomfrey. But instead of her giving him a potion or two to help, she handed him a leaflet.
What to expect when you're expecting
At first, Harry had thought she was joking. The following no-nonsense talk, however, had enlightened him otherwise. For example, he'd also learned that wizards could, in fact, get pregnant.
Back in his quarters, he read the leaflet and a book Poppy had kindly borrowed him by his tiny Christmas tree and wondered why the fuck it was always him who got into trouble.
Title: Foggy
Author:gin_tonic/gin_tonic/gin_biscuit
Rating: PG
Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Prompt: Written foradventdrabbles' Dec 3 Prompt: Christmas Market
Word Count: 100
Warnings: mpreg
A/N: Part of the "Advent Snarry 2017" series. All entries to this series can be found here.
Strolling through Hogsmeade, Harry gave the town's tiny Christmas market a wide berth. Better to avoid it altogether than having to find excuses why he wouldn't have a cup of mulled wine.
Ever since he'd gotten the news, his head felt foggy. He couldn't focus, couldn't grasp the situation. And just when he thought things couldn't get worse, he ran smack into Snape.
"Watch it, Potter."
"Sorry," Harry mumbled and tried to quickly walk around the other man.
But Snape held onto his arm. "What is it, Potter? Didn't we agree we would continue to treat each other professionally after?"
Title: Afterglow
Author:gin_tonic/gin_tonic/gin_biscuit
Rating: R
Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Prompt: Written foradventdrabbles' Dec 4 Prompt: Jack Frost
Word Count: 100
Warnings: mpreg
A/N: Part of the "Advent Snarry 2017" series. All entries to this series can be found here.
After. That was the only referral to the night they'd spent together that Snape was capable of. Despite the kisses and their fucking and their sticky afterglow. After.
Harry shook Snape's hand off. "Yes." Knowing Snape wouldn't be satisfied with that answer, he added: "I'm just not feeling all that well." Snape let him go after that, but Harry still felt his eyes boring into the back of his neck.
He shivered, suddenly feeling Jack Frost nipping. Time to head back home. The word made him wonder, however: How long would he be able to call this place his home?
Author:
gin_tonic/gin_tonic/gin_biscuitRating: PG
Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Prompt: Written for
adventdrabbles' Dec 1 Prompt: Kissing in the snowWord Count: 100
Warnings: mpreg
A/N: Part of the "Advent Snarry 2017" series. All entries to this series can be found here.
Sometimes, hall monitoring duties were shit. Harry found he'd rather face a basilisk than having to watch yet another teenage couple play tonsil tango. On this particular night, the queasiness he'd felt all day didn't make things easier. But instead of having a nice lie-down, he roosted out two fourth-years from behind some bushes and sent them to their respective common rooms.
Watching them leave, holding hands, he felt reminded of a particular night a little more than a month ago.
Harry shook his head, trying to dispel the memory. He had better things to do than ponder the past.
Title: Trouble
Author:
gin_tonic/gin_tonic/gin_biscuitRating: PG
Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Prompt: Written for
adventdrabbles' Dec 2 Prompt: Reading stories under the treeWord Count: 100
Warnings: mpreg
A/N: Part of the "Advent Snarry 2017" series. All entries to this series can be found here.
When the queasiness didn't vanish on its own, Harry went to see Madam Pomfrey. But instead of her giving him a potion or two to help, she handed him a leaflet.
What to expect when you're expecting
At first, Harry had thought she was joking. The following no-nonsense talk, however, had enlightened him otherwise. For example, he'd also learned that wizards could, in fact, get pregnant.
Back in his quarters, he read the leaflet and a book Poppy had kindly borrowed him by his tiny Christmas tree and wondered why the fuck it was always him who got into trouble.
Title: Foggy
Author:
gin_tonic/gin_tonic/gin_biscuitRating: PG
Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Prompt: Written for
adventdrabbles' Dec 3 Prompt: Christmas MarketWord Count: 100
Warnings: mpreg
A/N: Part of the "Advent Snarry 2017" series. All entries to this series can be found here.
Strolling through Hogsmeade, Harry gave the town's tiny Christmas market a wide berth. Better to avoid it altogether than having to find excuses why he wouldn't have a cup of mulled wine.
Ever since he'd gotten the news, his head felt foggy. He couldn't focus, couldn't grasp the situation. And just when he thought things couldn't get worse, he ran smack into Snape.
"Watch it, Potter."
"Sorry," Harry mumbled and tried to quickly walk around the other man.
But Snape held onto his arm. "What is it, Potter? Didn't we agree we would continue to treat each other professionally after?"
Title: Afterglow
Author:
gin_tonic/gin_tonic/gin_biscuitRating: R
Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Prompt: Written for
adventdrabbles' Dec 4 Prompt: Jack FrostWord Count: 100
Warnings: mpreg
A/N: Part of the "Advent Snarry 2017" series. All entries to this series can be found here.
After. That was the only referral to the night they'd spent together that Snape was capable of. Despite the kisses and their fucking and their sticky afterglow. After.
Harry shook Snape's hand off. "Yes." Knowing Snape wouldn't be satisfied with that answer, he added: "I'm just not feeling all that well." Snape let him go after that, but Harry still felt his eyes boring into the back of his neck.
He shivered, suddenly feeling Jack Frost nipping. Time to head back home. The word made him wonder, however: How long would he be able to call this place his home?
