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Title: Precision
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Characters: Severus Snape
Challenge #208: Mistletoe
Severus considered the candidates clinging to the oak trees' bare, icy limbs. When his eyes lit on the perfect choice, he smirked and waggled his wand at it as if it had been a very, very naughty ball of mistletoe, then carefully looked away. This year, for sure, Severus thought.
One, two, three frosty breaths, then -- swish -- he severed the mistletoe's roots with a silent charm. Return stroke, swirl -- a white cloth appeared on the ground.
Severus finally turned to look when heard the rustling fwoomf of the landing.
The leafy ball lay perfectly centered in the cloth's glowing rings.
snape100)Title: Precision
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Characters: Severus Snape
Challenge #208: Mistletoe
Severus considered the candidates clinging to the oak trees' bare, icy limbs. When his eyes lit on the perfect choice, he smirked and waggled his wand at it as if it had been a very, very naughty ball of mistletoe, then carefully looked away. This year, for sure, Severus thought.
One, two, three frosty breaths, then -- swish -- he severed the mistletoe's roots with a silent charm. Return stroke, swirl -- a white cloth appeared on the ground.
Severus finally turned to look when heard the rustling fwoomf of the landing.
The leafy ball lay perfectly centered in the cloth's glowing rings.