Percy/Severus
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chaos_rose .
Deep Throat
by Icarus
Severus studied the swinging sign of the Belfrey Bat and waited for nightfall, that part of the evening where it was too early for partygoers and too late for the after-work crowd. It seemed his new 'contact' knew this, which spoke volumes.
The Order had warned him it was a gay bar. 'Try to fit in' he was told. Severus chuckled to himself. They didn't know him all that well. It was one of the few benefits of switching sides, that your new 'friends' didn't know where all the bodies were buried. No one knew, in fact, outside of certain circles that had nothing to do with Gryffindors and Weasleys and Orders of Anything.
If nothing else, Severus was discreet. He prided himself on that.
He edged into the room and slid easily onto a barstool that he knew, without a second glance, would afford a perfect view of the door. The room pulsed with obnoxious music, and an absurdly thin crowd for such a loud 'festive' noise. Men made sideways glances about them, avoided looking too long at those they didn't want, seeking the averted eyes of those they did. All the while pretending to drink and dance and enjoy themselves. The lucky ones disappeared into the men's room.
It had been a while. The music had changed, but the dance was still the same. Severus watched the door.
When his contact arrived, he knew it immediately. The dark cap over his hair was both unattractive and strange, and not what you'd wear to be picked up. But mostly, it was the way he looked about. He did not even attempt to appear suave, or relaxed. Severus shook his head slightly, though he covered the motion with his drink. Amateur.
The man spotted him quickly enough, in fact instantly if he were honest, and made right for the stool beside him. And that was only the first surprise.
It explained the hat. That Weasley red hair was like a beacon.
My, my, Head Boy. Aren't we playing a dangerous game?
The boy - well, man now - knew enough to stare straight ahead as he spoke. They exchanged codewords, though he was certain neither had any doubt of the other. Severus felt a slight tingle as the charms attached to those codes were diverted and diffused. If he'd been the wrong person, a low-level Obliviate charm, mixed with a touch of illusion, would have made him remember, oh, a fat Alchemist -- anything other than an attractive, serious young man with red curls escaping that black cap. Severus wanted to stuff them back in. Why did the stuffy, uptight Head Boy request to meet here?
"I have some information. For the Order," he said, stating the obvious. About Minister Fudge no doubt, though he didn't say that. "But it can't appear to come from me."
And more about Malfoy, like as not. Oh, but the lost Weasley was playing with the big boys, wasn't he? This was a valuable contact… and so immature and fragile. Why didn't he just contact his father? Surely a message home wouldn't look suspicious.
"What changed your mind?" Severus said into his drink. The answer would tell him much.
"Changed it from what?" Weasley asked, in that typical affronted tone.
You were taking your first baby-steps down a very long, dark road, that’s what. "From what it was before," he said in icy tones. Surely the boy knew.
"What do you mean?"
At that moment, Severus realised -- of course. He didn't know. That's how it had been for himself. Everything had made sense, he was right, the rest of the world was wrong. Till it all came crashing down around him.
He had forgotten. Severus was quiet a moment, as he recovered from his epiphany.
"Why meet here, of all places?" It was irrelevant, but curiosity got the best of him.
There was a long pause. One that didn't bode well to his mind. Finally, Percy -- yes, that was his name -- turned and looked at him, clear-eyed.
"Because I wanted it to be you."
Finis.
Nine down, ten more to go:
Deep Throat - Percy/Severus forchaos_rose
A '57 Vincent And A Red-Headed Boy - Ron/Sirus forwanderingscribe
It Was All Right Harry/Ron forragnhildholm
Safeword Percy/Severuswired_lizard
Rat For Dessert Peter/Severus for_greenie_
Christmas Fluff Percy/Harry forhaku_kaen
Not My Affair VIII: Steam Ron/Percy (muse got really out of control)
Not My Affair VII: A Toast To Misery Ron/Percy (muse got out of control)
Not My Affair VI: A Year Later Ron/Percy forisolde9 (follow up to Not My Affair 1-5)
In November Neville/Ron forursule
A Little Night Music Hermion/Rita formark356
More coming!
Fred/George NC-17 forygrane
Ron/Draco forthywillbedone
Tom/Harry forauxphono
Harry/Snape (Snape Manor - I may make this a Primer missing scene to avoid spoilers) forbarbana
Hermione/McGonagall (optional) forpuella_deville
Fred/Harry/George forlyricalnights
Harry/Cedric forblithesea
Harry/Snape (Harry dominant, NC-17) forvileseagulls
Percy/Draco, Beg Me For It universe fortboy
Severus/Harry, with extra snarkbluemoon02
Now for some cloak and dagger Snape/Percy for
chaos_rose .Deep Throat
by Icarus
Severus studied the swinging sign of the Belfrey Bat and waited for nightfall, that part of the evening where it was too early for partygoers and too late for the after-work crowd. It seemed his new 'contact' knew this, which spoke volumes.
The Order had warned him it was a gay bar. 'Try to fit in' he was told. Severus chuckled to himself. They didn't know him all that well. It was one of the few benefits of switching sides, that your new 'friends' didn't know where all the bodies were buried. No one knew, in fact, outside of certain circles that had nothing to do with Gryffindors and Weasleys and Orders of Anything.
If nothing else, Severus was discreet. He prided himself on that.
He edged into the room and slid easily onto a barstool that he knew, without a second glance, would afford a perfect view of the door. The room pulsed with obnoxious music, and an absurdly thin crowd for such a loud 'festive' noise. Men made sideways glances about them, avoided looking too long at those they didn't want, seeking the averted eyes of those they did. All the while pretending to drink and dance and enjoy themselves. The lucky ones disappeared into the men's room.
It had been a while. The music had changed, but the dance was still the same. Severus watched the door.
When his contact arrived, he knew it immediately. The dark cap over his hair was both unattractive and strange, and not what you'd wear to be picked up. But mostly, it was the way he looked about. He did not even attempt to appear suave, or relaxed. Severus shook his head slightly, though he covered the motion with his drink. Amateur.
The man spotted him quickly enough, in fact instantly if he were honest, and made right for the stool beside him. And that was only the first surprise.
It explained the hat. That Weasley red hair was like a beacon.
My, my, Head Boy. Aren't we playing a dangerous game?
The boy - well, man now - knew enough to stare straight ahead as he spoke. They exchanged codewords, though he was certain neither had any doubt of the other. Severus felt a slight tingle as the charms attached to those codes were diverted and diffused. If he'd been the wrong person, a low-level Obliviate charm, mixed with a touch of illusion, would have made him remember, oh, a fat Alchemist -- anything other than an attractive, serious young man with red curls escaping that black cap. Severus wanted to stuff them back in. Why did the stuffy, uptight Head Boy request to meet here?
"I have some information. For the Order," he said, stating the obvious. About Minister Fudge no doubt, though he didn't say that. "But it can't appear to come from me."
And more about Malfoy, like as not. Oh, but the lost Weasley was playing with the big boys, wasn't he? This was a valuable contact… and so immature and fragile. Why didn't he just contact his father? Surely a message home wouldn't look suspicious.
"What changed your mind?" Severus said into his drink. The answer would tell him much.
"Changed it from what?" Weasley asked, in that typical affronted tone.
You were taking your first baby-steps down a very long, dark road, that’s what. "From what it was before," he said in icy tones. Surely the boy knew.
"What do you mean?"
At that moment, Severus realised -- of course. He didn't know. That's how it had been for himself. Everything had made sense, he was right, the rest of the world was wrong. Till it all came crashing down around him.
He had forgotten. Severus was quiet a moment, as he recovered from his epiphany.
"Why meet here, of all places?" It was irrelevant, but curiosity got the best of him.
There was a long pause. One that didn't bode well to his mind. Finally, Percy -- yes, that was his name -- turned and looked at him, clear-eyed.
"Because I wanted it to be you."
Finis.
Nine down, ten more to go:
Deep Throat - Percy/Severus for
chaos_roseA '57 Vincent And A Red-Headed Boy - Ron/Sirus for
wanderingscribeIt Was All Right Harry/Ron for
ragnhildholmSafeword Percy/Severus
wired_lizardRat For Dessert Peter/Severus for
_greenie_Christmas Fluff Percy/Harry for
haku_kaenNot My Affair VIII: Steam Ron/Percy (muse got really out of control)
Not My Affair VII: A Toast To Misery Ron/Percy (muse got out of control)
Not My Affair VI: A Year Later Ron/Percy for
isolde9 (follow up to Not My Affair 1-5) In November Neville/Ron for
ursuleA Little Night Music Hermion/Rita for
mark356More coming!
Fred/George NC-17 for
ygraneRon/Draco for
thywillbedoneTom/Harry for
auxphonoHarry/Snape (Snape Manor - I may make this a Primer missing scene to avoid spoilers) for
barbanaHermione/McGonagall (optional) for
puella_devilleFred/Harry/George for
lyricalnightsHarry/Cedric for
blitheseaHarry/Snape (Harry dominant, NC-17) for
vileseagullsPercy/Draco, Beg Me For It universe for
tboySeverus/Harry, with extra snark
bluemoon02
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Date: 2003-09-23 01:06 am (UTC)I think the fact that it's called Deep Throat adds a certain something to it, too ;)
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Date: 2003-09-23 09:50 am (UTC)Very rare for me, too. ;)
the directness of Percy's last words
There's a lot hidden in those last words. No one was supposed to know that Severus was familiar with this sort of club. But Percy did, and knew Severus would be the one to meet him. Only people involved in Severus' Slytherin/Death Eater past, and even then, only those who ran in certain circles, knew. That tells you a lot about where Percy's been.
And Percy wanted it to be him. Because Snape would understand his position? Because he was interested in Snape? For other, more subtle and practical reasons, that he thought Snape would handle his precarious position as informer better?
Last. How did Percy know he was a spy? And how did he beam in on Snape so quickly?
These are all the things that ran through Severus' mind when Percy said that. Those words left him speechless.
I think the fact that it's called Deep Throat adds a certain something to it, too.
LOL! Yeah. It tells you right off that Percy's never going to get caught, no one but Snape is ever going to know who the source is. And the sexual overtones... ;)
Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-23 04:04 am (UTC)Now, my seriousness here shouldn't be underestimated. I've read it three times, and lectured myself about all the ways in which I know and have frequently espoused that it is wrong to tell an author that a brilliant story is unfinished. So, fine, it's not unfinished. It is right as it is. But I still want more, I can't help it, and I'm afraid that my insanely hovering around the borders of your life poking you with metaphors is our conjoined fate if you do not write me some more of this world...
That is all.
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Date: 2003-09-23 09:56 am (UTC)Read the above answer, where I explained. Well. More or less. We know everything but Percy's motives.
The only thing we can't guess is what Snape is going to do about it all. But... he hasn't much choice there, does he?
Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-23 10:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-23 10:11 am (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-23 10:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-23 07:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-23 10:02 am (UTC)Ah. Very good point, thank you for mentioning it. Truthfully, just like I believe Lord of the Rings fanfiction is not really effective without lyrical detailed descriptions of the setting, I think that Harry Potter fanfiction is not really Harry Potter without little magical (and preferably amusing) details. I started writing HP fanfiction for two reasons:
1) I was looking for Harry/Ron porn, and didn't find enough, and little of good quality.
2) I felt the fanfiction tended to forget the magic! I kept saying, great read, but where's the magic, eh? Is it Harry Potter without magic?
This is a very long story compressed into a very tiny space. I was wondering just how much of it the readers would unspool.
Icarus
Warning! Fangirly squee ahead!
Date: 2003-09-23 07:35 am (UTC)Oh, I love Spy!Snape stories. :)
This is lovely, with just enough backstory and detail. Snape's 'voice' is perfect, too. And the last line makes me hope for a second chapter at some later date.
You build awesome worlds!
Re: Warning! Fangirly squee ahead!
Date: 2003-09-23 10:06 am (UTC)Allow me a moment to just bask.
Truthfully, the entire story really is in this scene: the past is compressed into Percy's last few words, and the future is shown by the implications of the title.
Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-23 12:18 pm (UTC)