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[Snape/Lupin, 100 words. Lupin's question shamelessly nicked from some macher commenting at my other LJ... ;-) Yom hudelet sameach, chaveri!]
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Lupin knit his brows. “I don’t get it. What good will it do you that baking soda is mutar if you’re to shun gebrachts?”
Snape snapped his knife-case shut. “Now you realise how much the Minister hates me? Not only am I to impersonate a Muggle pastry chef, I’m to pass as a kosher cake-baker. I’d rather juggle Ashwinder eggs.”
“It’ll keep your arms in shape,” Lupin soothed. “The better to surround me with, when you return.”
Snape pinned Lupin against the wall. “The better to devour you with.”
Lupin sighed, and then gasped. “O, my love, what teeth you have…”
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Lupin knit his brows. “I don’t get it. What good will it do you that baking soda is mutar if you’re to shun gebrachts?”
Snape snapped his knife-case shut. “Now you realise how much the Minister hates me? Not only am I to impersonate a Muggle pastry chef, I’m to pass as a kosher cake-baker. I’d rather juggle Ashwinder eggs.”
“It’ll keep your arms in shape,” Lupin soothed. “The better to surround me with, when you return.”
Snape pinned Lupin against the wall. “The better to devour you with.”
Lupin sighed, and then gasped. “O, my love, what teeth you have…”