Sick? Allergies?

[icarus]

Okay, this is bizarre.

I was sitting at my desk, when suddenly my ear starting ringing and I felt all this pressure like being in airplane, or a sonic boom. I looked up to see if maybe there was low-flying (very big) plane, and glanced around thinking there was an earthquake. But everyone else was fine. I held my ear until the ringing went away, and I've been dizzy and light-headed since.

wildernessguru is coming to pick me up from the office.

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Harry paced Severus' study, and finally stopped with a frantic gesture.

"There's no use worrying about it now," Severus said calmly from behind his book; his cool voice was belied by the fact that he hadn't turned a page for the last twenty minutes.

"They know about our, um, 'friendship,' Severus," Harry said. The fire in the study was always roaring hot and raised a high sheen on Harry's face. "Someone sold the story to the Prophet."

"I am not your friend, Potter. And don't you ever forget that."

"Whatever you want to call it then -- they know."

Snape was silent a long moment, his eyes narrowed. At least he was taking it seriously now.

"What we need to do is discredit this so-called 'story.'"

"And how the fuck do you plan to do that?"

"Watch your language and learn, Potter." An smug smile curled his lips as he shut his book.

Then he added, "But at some point I would like to know just how your friends learned of our... personal arrangement."

The ruddy glow on Harry's cheeks was not from the fire.

~*~*~

The following morning found them in a certain unfashionable part of London, where a rickety stairway lead to a small office. A willowy blonde girl seemed unsurprised to see them.

"Hello, Luna," Harry said, and tried to quash his guilty feeling. "Thanks for doing this interview."

Luna's smile remained unchanged, "Oh. I'm not doing the interview," she said with a vague gesture. "I only work here."

As Severus settled in the squeaky office chair, taking in the dirt and clutter of Mr Lovegood's office with a sneer, he began, "Naturally, as your sources our names would have to be kept in the strictest of confidence."

"Of course, of course," the bald head of Mr Lovegood shone behind coke-bottle glasses. He beamed.

Severus sighed. "The truth is," he leaned forward dramatically, "Harry and I have been working together on a top secret potion formula that may one day allow anyone to be a Parselmouth...."

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*falls over dead*

Excellent. likeomgiloveyou.

Then he added, "But at some point I would like to know just how your friends learned of our... personal arrangement."

The ruddy glow on Harry's cheeks was not from the fire.

I love this part. And a mention of the Lovegoods!

Thank you for this wonderful drabble. Don't worry. :) You still write an incredible Snape/Harry.

I hope you continue to feel better!