Iulia Linnea (iulia_linnea) wrote,
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Three undeveloped story ideas for the 2018 sshg_promptfest, presented as drabbles

I had loads of ideas for the 2018 [info]sshg_promptfest but didn't develop all of them. Here are three ideas I pared down into drabbles.

A Sobering Moment (PG; Severus, Eileen; 100 words)

Severus stood in the meeting hall of the Guild of Spellcrafters wishing that he were somewhere else, anywhere else, while attempting not to make eye contact with his mother.

"I think she's a remarkable young woman, and I believe that you do, as well," continued Eileen, before reaching out to take another champagne flute from a floating silver tray.

Severus had, perhaps, had one too many flutes, himself, for his honesty surprised him. "Yes, Mother, Ms. Granger-Weasley is quite accomplished, and I admire her greatly."

Eileen cleared her throat and stage whispered, "But you'd prefer to admire her deeply?"

"Mam!"

Closing Time (G; Hermione, Severus; 100 words)

One evening just before closing time, Hermione found herself lost in a book. "Listen," she told Severus, who, though he was holding open the shop's door and looking meaningfully at his wrist, did so. "'Maw-ghouls'," it's pronounced, at least, that's the closest to a proper pronunciation humans can come, or so says the book."

"What in Merlin's name are you reading?"

As if she had not heard him, and in truth, she had not, Hermione continued, "The word is actually monosyllabic—its meaning known only to the Elder Gods—and it takes a full minute to say."

Snap!

Rude Company (G; Severus, an unexpected guest; 100 words)

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Severus was so unused to noise in his isolation that it took him several moments to identify its source. "Someone's . . . knocking."

He floated up to the window above the door and peered down at a mass of red, frizzy hair.

"How in Merlin's name did a child find me out here?" He briefly considered not opening the door. "But I'd rather not find any remains the next time I go out."

Creak!

The girl was pale with bright, intelligent eyes. "Hello," she said.

"You're a Weasley."

"A Granger-Weasley, actually, and you're not as stupid as you look."
Tags: drabbles/ficlets, eileen snape, hermione granger, implied hermione granger, rose weasley, severus snape
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