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Things We Lost (and Found) in the War by Xylodemon (NC-17)
Fandom: HARRY POTTER
Pairing: Snape/McGonagall
Length: 6700 words
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xylodemon
Author Website: Fic Masterlist
Why this must be read: Scene after scene from past and present build up a portrait of two people who are cautious friends, long-time colleagues, sometime rivals, comrades-in-arms... and lovers. This is a Minerva and Severus who know each other in a way that defies easy categorization, but which is the only kind of knowing able to provide some semblance of comfort in a world of fear and dust.
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Read "Things We (Lost) and Found in the War" (also available on the Smutty Claus community site)
Pairing: Snape/McGonagall
Length: 6700 words
Author on LJ:
xylodemonAuthor Website: Fic Masterlist
Why this must be read: Scene after scene from past and present build up a portrait of two people who are cautious friends, long-time colleagues, sometime rivals, comrades-in-arms... and lovers. This is a Minerva and Severus who know each other in a way that defies easy categorization, but which is the only kind of knowing able to provide some semblance of comfort in a world of fear and dust.
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Silence slid through the hall; she could hear Severus breathe, could feel Diggory's death and the hours that followed pressing on her shoulders like a weight. The torches were brighter than the Hospital Wing's lamps, but their light was no less yellow. Washed in it, Severus' sallowness was more pronounced, and his hair took on a strangely greenish hue. The slow prickle of exhaustion began to settle behind Minerva's eyes, and when Severus cleared his throat, the sound seemed to echo off the walls.
"This has been a trying day, to say the least," Severus said finally. "If you find yourself restless, I have a small store of Dreamless Sleep in my office."
"I am fine," Minerva replied. Outside, the sky was slowly gaining colour; in spite of the day's horrors, she knew she would fall asleep the moment she reached her bed. "Do you truly believe Potter is still in danger?"
"Potter has been in danger since the day he was born." His face hardened, and his mouth grew tight. "Possibly before."
Minerva frowned. "And you?"
"My situation remains. Danger has always been present. Tonight's events only served to make it more" -- he sneered -- "immediate."
"Has he asked that--"
"--you know full well what he has asked," Severus finished quietly. "You have always known he would ask, if the situation warranted." His sigh was short and tight. "As have I."
She caught his arm. Her hand landed just below the darkness hidden under his sleeve. She felt him tense, but his face could've been carved from stone.
"You will die."
"I know."
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Read "Things We (Lost) and Found in the War" (also available on the Smutty Claus community site)