So.
I was on vacation with rakaiagirl, right? Right. And then her bishop dies. Cancel vacation, drive back to the U.P. with her. Since I can’t drive stick, I’m reading HP:OOP, out loud, in character, with appropriate british accents and angsty yelling at the top of my lungs – I had no real concept of just how much Harry yells in the first half of that book. 14.5 hours later and we’re only halfway through. Crazy.
So, a lot has to happen when your boss dies suddenly, ditto a bishop, and when it’s both, it’s crazy. I spent some quality time alone, which was good for this little introvert. And during that time, I wrote this.
It started out as a writing exercise, since i hadn’t been writing much lately. I grabbed my playlist called ‘Severus’ and decided i’d write a drabble to each song.
I only got as far as the first song, mainly because I wrote a drabble for every two lines.
Literally.
There are fourteen drabbles. And then, I just kept writing. So, here’s the fourteen drabbles. More to come.
Title: Dirty Day
Author: Sare Liz
Disclaimer: Does not belong to me.
Rating: light R for honest discussions of sex between consenting adults, and a bit of swearing.
Pairing: SS/HG
Continuity: For the next seven days, it’s not an AU. After July 21, 2007, it might be. I don’t think Severus is OOC, because I think that any and everyone is capable of redemption and personal growth. Perhaps it’s the priest in me. It leaks out at the oddest times.
Inspiration: U2′s Dirty Day [Junk Day Remix]. It’s just brilliant.
Please note each drabble has it’s own title.
On to the fic!
