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Lots of great stuff showing up in the
lupin_snape Fantasy Fest. One of my favourites so far is
rian219's All the World Drops Dead, as it plays to a number of my particular kinks (post-War survival, Snape and Lupin extraordinarily good at what they do, things left unsaid and unanswered...).
Excerpt:
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Excerpt:
England had not been the place for Severus Snape after the war, pardon or no pardon; across the channel in France was not either, or in Italy, or anywhere where Albus Dumbledore was called friend. So he went further, into the Eastern Block, into countries where the countryside was harsh and inhospitable, and life was too hard for anyone to care a whit who he was or what he'd done, where his name was not synonymous with murderer and no one spat at him in the street.
In other ways it was perfect for him as well; extremes of climate always meant rare plants, elusive animals, potions ingredients that in previous times would have cost him a fortune to procure had he not been doing so in his capacity as Potions Master. Now that he had no such capacity, it was convenient for him to frequent places where with a little knowledge, a lot of cunning and a smidgeon of physical effort he could get what he wanted and not have to pay for it at all.