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rj_anderson) wrote2003-10-21 08:03 am
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Oy.
You guys, you've got to know you've spent too much time in HP fandom at large when I suggest Snape/Luna and you worry I'm angling for a remake of Lolita. :)
Let me try that again. Snape and Luna, interacting in some positive fashion involving mutual understanding and respect.
peacockharpy's just-written ficlet is a lovely example.
But if the story's set post-Hogwarts, bonus points for UST. Because actual Snape/Luna is the real challenge, I think.
Better now?
*wanders off shaking head ruefully*
Let me try that again. Snape and Luna, interacting in some positive fashion involving mutual understanding and respect.
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But if the story's set post-Hogwarts, bonus points for UST. Because actual Snape/Luna is the real challenge, I think.
Better now?
*wanders off shaking head ruefully*
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In *my* defense, last night I was simultaneously looking for apple cake recipes and the points where Alistair McKeon mentions drone testing in the HH series, so please forgive my misunderstanding XD
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But as I noted with
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We really should play Scavenger Hunt more often. Sets your mind off in delightful directions. ;-)
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Just for you, RJ
Severus Snape turned the page in disgust. It was bad enough, Snape thought, that he was forced to give the boy Occlumency lessons, but now, thanks to The Quibbler’s expose, those lessons were even more crucial. Clearly Potter was too thick-headed and egotistical to see the benefits of remaining quiet and obscure, hidden from the minds of others. Too worried about his precious reputation, no doubt.
The school’s reaction, especially Umbridge’s ridiculous decree, only made things worse. Even after the magazine was banned, the school was atwitter with whispers about Potter’s great bravery. Snape knew better. The boy merely had a dangerous tendency to take matters into his own hands. And when it came to the matter of Occlumency, one which Potter actually needed control over, he refused to take it seriously. Instead he chose to give controversial interviews to questionable publications, and make himself more vulnerable to the Dark Lord.
A soft knock at his office door interrupted Snape’s thoughts. “Enter,” he said flatly.
The girl who came into his dimly-lit office glanced briefly at the magazine as he hastily put it aside. Her wide, protuberant eyes registered a sort of satisfaction.
“Yes, Miss Lovegood?”
“I have a question, Professor,” Luna Lovegood said. Her voice had a faraway quality that Snape found rather maddening – she always seemed as though she wasn’t really paying attention. Her marks indicated otherwise, though.
“Well?” said Snape sharply.
“It’s about our essay...”
“Miss Lovegood, if this concerns your performance with the Wit-Sharpening Potion, then you may as well save your breath and return to your common room.”
The girl blinked, bemused. “But you gave me the wrong marks.”
“I assure you, I did not,” he replied testily. “Your potion was satisfactory, but your essay on the properties of the ingredients was preposterous.”
“But sir, the blood of a Blibbering Humdinger could easily be a substitute for armadillo bile. In fact, it’s an even more potent ingredient—”
“Enough, Miss Lovegood. There is no proof of the existence of such a creature, much less that its blood would prove effective as a potions ingredient. If you wish to succeed in my class, I suggest you stick to the facts. Save your wild theories for a more gullible audience.”
She appeared unfazed. “It isn’t a theory. My mother experimented with Humdinger blood once, you see,” she said dreamily. “But I suppose you don’t have to believe me.”
She was nearly as irritating as the Potter boy. “Quite right,” said Snape. “I am not required to believe you, or your essay, so your marks will remain as they are – unless you can produce a sample of Humdinger blood and prove your hypothesis,” he added scathingly.
Lovegood nodded, a thoughtful look on her face. “Maybe I will.”
Snape stared at the girl with interest and annoyance. “Though I don’t see why it’s so hard for people to believe in things they can’t prove,” she said as an afterthought. “Not everything that is real can be easily proved. Like Harry’s story.”
There was an odd, tense silence. “If that is all, Miss Lovegood,” he said curtly, “you are dismissed.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied, and backed toward the door. Snape turned to the stack of parchment on his desk – sixth year essays on the uses of boomslang skin. He’d just begun to mark the first page with red ink when he heard Lovegood’s voice again.
“Page twenty-three, Professor.”
Snape looked up with a scowl. Lovegood was still standing in the doorway, watching him with that vague look. “Excuse me?” he asked coldly.
“Page twenty-three of The Quibbler. There’s a recipe there for a Repellency Potion, using Nargle eyes. I thought it might interest you.” She left the room without another word.
Snape shook his head and looked down at the magazine. The girl was clearly crazy.
With a quick glance at the door, he picked up The Quibbler and turned to page twenty-three.
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Dang, this could easily be a set up for post-Hogwarts Snape/Luna. But I'd rather not keep this plot bunny hopping along...
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“I never expected you to take that challenge to heart, Miss Lovegood.”
Luna blinked. "Well, it was nothing," she said airily. "The Luxembourgian authorities had some fatal flaws in their attempts to hide the Humdinger’s existence. Of course, now my father’s publicised photos and documentation, and The Quibbler has got quite a reputation ever since we interviewed Harry." She played with a strand of dirty blonde hair that had fallen loose from her bun. "That was a long time ago, though."
Snape did not comment -- the last person he wanted to think about these days was Harry Potter. "Yes. Well, Miss Lovegood, do you want to prove your theory yourself, or should I accept this as a gift?"
"Oh, a gift, I suppose," she said. "I have to Apparate back to America shortly."
For a moment, he was almost disappointed. "America? How... interesting," he said, a note of sarcasm in his voice.
"Yes," she said casually, "my husband and I are flying to Florida tomorrow, to investigate the reported Kroggle sightings there."
Snape raised his eyebrows. "Do you intend to prove the existence of every mythological creature?"
She tucked her wand behind her ear. "That would be nice," she said vaguely. "Of course, we've been so busy with the UFO cover-up, that I haven't had time enough to look for Kroggles or Quoads."
"UFO?"
"Unidentified Flying Object, Professor," she answered. "It's a passion of my husband's -- as soon as we have concrete proof, I'll make sure my father publishes it in The Quibbler." She paused. "Though I'm not sure Fox can read The Quibbler."
Snape cleared his throat. "Well, Miss Lovegood--"
"It's Mulder now, actually," she said with a wave of her hand. "It was nice to see you again, Professor." With a quiet crack she Disapparated.
Snape stared at the spot where she had been standing, making a silent promise never to involve himself with any Americans named Mulder.
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Does this mean that the other half of the story is Scully/Snape?
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I did tell you about the Scully/Snape themes I had going in my epic badfic crossover from years ago, right? :)
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(Anonymous) 2003-10-24 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)Alec
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This was my crack fic:
"Snape again stared up at Scully, with an exasperatedly annoyed sigh. 'I don’t have the time to concern myself with trivialities like this.' Scully crossed her arms, and raised her eyebrow, clearly not intending to leave without an answer. Snape found that the forceful honesty and perception of the Muggle agent could be quite disarming."
Yep. I think my writing's seen vast improvement since then. ;)
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(Anonymous) 2003-10-25 10:35 am (UTC)(link)-Wolf550e
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LOLITA!?
Snape wondered if, perhaps, just once, the Headmaster would permit him to test his experimental Instant Explosion Syrup on a student.
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(Anonymous) 2003-10-21 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)Oh, so fabulous... so happy...
Em
*sigh*
You are a very, very evil person. I've now written my badfic for the month now. Make the plot bunny leave me alone!
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I posted my fic on my LJ.
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I finally finished the blasted thing. You are evil.
Silencing the Bluebell's Ring (http://www.livejournal.com/users/telepwen/31490.html)
I *did* inflict it on my beta. After the amount of research that went into it, I felt that I ought to.