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The prompt and original drabble posts for this drabblethon were lost to my back-up snafu. These drabbles were written on the occasion of my 400th friending.

27. For alex_broken, whose prompt was "Snarry: letter, hate, revenge."

Trash (PG-13; implied Snarry; 100 words)

Harry crumpled the letter up in his fist and stood there contemplating his revenge. I hate you, he thought at Snape, and I know you're lying!

Sometime later, a house elf found the discarded ball of paper and read:

You're an imbecile, boy. One ill-advised night spent "enjoying" your dubious charms means nothing. You may grow to have something more to offer a lover, but, for now, I find your talents lacking. I wish I could say the same for your tendency toward over-expression.

It was not love which made me shag you. I was drunk, and you were there.

28. For justjayj, whose prompt was, "Hermione, Snape: essay, punishment, 'Exactly 100 words, Miss Granger'."

Professorial Inclination (PG-13; Hermione Granger, Severus Snape; 100 words)

"I assigned you an essay, not a novel," Snape said, glaring at the girl.

"But—"

"How dare you hand in seven scrolls on the topic of dragon's blood? Do you imagine that I am especially keen to wade through your juvenile effort to impress me?"

Her mouth snapped shut.

Snape smirked.

At her gasp, he demanded, "Now sit down and give me exactly one hundred words, Miss Granger, on the most important use of dragon's blood!"

Severus knew it would take the girl some time to write so little, time in which he could stare at her at his leisure.

29. For gilly131, whose prompt was,girl!harry/luna/Severus:penguin,cult,ink."

Career Perks (NC-17; Girl!Harry/Luna/Severus; 100 words)

Snape enjoyed his cult of two, particularly when Luna was in a creative mood. He had graciously brewed the special ink which Lovegood was using to tattoo a small, animated penguin on their lover's breasts, and his cock hardened to hear Harry—or "Ree," as the students had taken to calling her since the "accident"—gasp as the figure waddled over her nipple.

"Suck it," he ordered Luna, stripping off.

Luna obeyed, spreading her legs wider to allow him to climb between them on the bed.

"Bite it," he instructed, as his fingers found a welcome and Ree began to keen.