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FIC: Drabbles owed
Two people correctly guessed my drabble in Week Two of snarry_ldws. As promised, here are your reward drabbles! Both are rated G.

For synn, who asked for Snape/Charlie:

First Time

Charlie leant forward and wrapped his arms around Snape. "Intoxicating, isn't it?"

Snape tried to steady his breath and ignore the pounding of his heart. "Mmm, we'll see," he murmured as he turned his head slightly to the side. He felt Charlie's arms around his waist tighten, as the mouth at his ear let out a soft laugh.

"All that power right between your legs, just waiting… Feel it twitching, so hot and pulsating and…"

Unable to restrain the gasp, Snape closed his eyes as he felt Charlie lurch forward behind him. He knew he was about to fall, the heat in his face suddenly gone as he realized what they were about to do. His hands were white-knuckled around the calloused ones clasped in front of him. And suddenly, he wasn't sure he could do this; he couldn't do this….

Too late, as the dragon plunged from the cliff edge, plummeting in a terrifying freefall before spreading its powerful wings and lifting them skyward.




For veridian_dair, who asked for Snarry:



Classics

Severus sniffed as he barely glanced at the CD cover. "The Beedles? Never heard of them."

" No, the Beatles. Famous in the '60's and '70's. Revolutionized rock music, they did."

"Why does their hair look like it was cut with a bowl over it?"

Harry snatched the CD from Severus in disgust. "It's great music. Don't know why I thought you'd appreciate it. These are classics."

Sneering, Severus said, "Classics? I think not. Beethoven and Mozart are classic; Rachmaninoff and Sibelius are classic. How can this group of yours be classic when their music is less than fifty years old?"

"Well, things move faster in the Muggle world," Harry retorted.

"Hmmphf. As evidenced by their pitifully aged wine."

Not about to give in yet, Harry enthused, "There's even an XBOX video game called Beatles Rockband. Very popular. Sold out in most shops."

"Ex-box?" Severus frowned.

Harry laughed. "You've really led a sheltered life, haven't you?"

"Not sheltered enough, clearly, as I'm saddled with you."

Harry sighed in resignation. "I'm just trying to get you to let down your hair a bit."

"Let down my hair?" Severus asked, puzzled. "My hair is down."

Shaking his head, Harry told him, "Truce. Stick with your Rakdiminif…whatever"

"It's Rachmaninoff, idiot." Snape rolled his eyes. "Beedles," he muttered.