Prey (Harry/Severus)
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Title: Prey
Characters/Pairing: Severus/Harry
Word Count: 201
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Challenge: Day 3
Author's Notes: For
alicit and her prompt: hunt. Not Beta-ed.
Harry lived for these moments. The house was quiet and he listened, hard, for the sound of his prey, his wand drawn and at the ready. He crept around the corner and peered into the empty bedroom. There was nothing and he moved on, determined to win this time. He reached out with his magic, searching for the scent and signature that had been left behind.
He sneaked up the stairs bypassing the third and seventh creaky steps. A flash of something crossed his path. He pounded up the rest of the way and pushed open the attic door. The dim light from the curtained windows cast the room in shadow, but he could feel it nonetheless. Somewhere in this room was Severus.
Stepping inside, he swept his wand over the room. Seeing nothing, he raked his eyes across the shadows again then turned and glanced behind the door.
He felt it more than heard it, and knew he'd lost. The tip of a wand poked his back. Strong arms came about him and crooked teeth nibbled his neck. "I win."
"Best two of three?"
"Perhaps later," Severus drawled and nibbled on his earlobe before he dragged Harry to the floor.
Characters/Pairing: Severus/Harry
Word Count: 201
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Challenge: Day 3
Author's Notes: For
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Harry lived for these moments. The house was quiet and he listened, hard, for the sound of his prey, his wand drawn and at the ready. He crept around the corner and peered into the empty bedroom. There was nothing and he moved on, determined to win this time. He reached out with his magic, searching for the scent and signature that had been left behind.
He sneaked up the stairs bypassing the third and seventh creaky steps. A flash of something crossed his path. He pounded up the rest of the way and pushed open the attic door. The dim light from the curtained windows cast the room in shadow, but he could feel it nonetheless. Somewhere in this room was Severus.
Stepping inside, he swept his wand over the room. Seeing nothing, he raked his eyes across the shadows again then turned and glanced behind the door.
He felt it more than heard it, and knew he'd lost. The tip of a wand poked his back. Strong arms came about him and crooked teeth nibbled his neck. "I win."
"Best two of three?"
"Perhaps later," Severus drawled and nibbled on his earlobe before he dragged Harry to the floor.