pure sassy molassy says:
ok, i think this story has, erm
has
*giggles*
lol
has... *dies laughing*
has got my snarry cherry
That would be Quid Pro Quo by, I hope I am right to assume the LJ name is the same,
auctasinistra. Not that I have never read anything that qualified as Snarry before, but I have kept my emotional distance from it, usually been all "ew, wait, no, age difference y0?" (even where both are "old enough"), and generally walked away with a "...huh. I don't get it." Well, I'm still not sure that I get it, but this story is kinda making me want to see if I can. It is regularly making me walk away from the computer to bounce up and down from the sheer greatness. It is seriously made of crystallized awesome. And *so* *much* *excellent* *Snapevoice* -- I may as well abandon my own pitiful attempts now, because I don't think I can ever reach these heights.
Choice lines:
[...] the voice – dark wine, mulled with the traditional hot poker until it hissed [...]
(licks finger and touches it to this metaphor *sssss*)
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"Any recreational drugs might interact deleteriously with the potion I’m making for you," Snape said.
Fuck, he’s hot when he’s being didactic.
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“Wow,” Harry breathed.
Snape snorted. “Yes. It’s amazing, isn’t it, how much potion-making resembles magic to those who paid no attention in class?”
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“I thought you must have needed the sleep,” Harry said. “Certainly more than you needed another dose of my company.”
Snape cradled his wrist, looked at it. That was all he had to do to make Harry’s insides pirouette.
“Five points to Gryffindor for what I believe may well be your first logical conclusion.”
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“Okay, sir. Now, can I help? Can I ask questions?”
“You may help,” Snape said, pushing the mortar and pestle at Harry. “And you may ask questions.”
“May I ask why you teach potions and not grammar?"
(ahhhh grammar jokes ftw!)
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“Mr. Potter—”
“Call me Harry or I’m sticking you with the check,” Harry said.
“Harry. I was playing a role as Voldemort’s minion. I was not – and indeed, am not – playing a role as a strict taskmaster with no patience for stupidity, laziness or egotism.”
“So you’re saying you really are a son of a bitch?” Harry asked, smiling.
“That is what I am saying.” Snape saluted Harry with his glass and sipped with a certain vindictive relish.
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“How do you make your robes billow like that?”
One side of Snape’s mouth twitched upward. “The trick is to extend your elbows.”
Harry boggled.
“Not too much, however, or people can tell you’re doing it.”
Harry blinked, and Snape smiled nastily. “Wearing a cloak well is an art, Mr. – Harry.”
He strode away in a swirl of black drama, proving his point. Harry watched him go and burst into laughter.
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“Severus,” Harry said earnestly. “Please don’t do this. Please don’t be … polite to me. Aren’t we past that?”
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First stop was Polyglot’s, a dim and dusty rare-book emporium [...]
yay for "Polyglot's" as a name for a bookstore. omg so much yay.
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Harry fixed Snape with his best steely glare. “Now I’ve had you, I plan to dump you without a word and move on to my next conquest.”
Snape shut his eyes. “You are so painfully poor a liar that you cannot convince even a man with my sexual and emotional handicaps that you mean that.”
ok, i think this story has, erm
has
*giggles*
lol
has... *dies laughing*
has got my snarry cherry
That would be Quid Pro Quo by, I hope I am right to assume the LJ name is the same,
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Choice lines:
[...] the voice – dark wine, mulled with the traditional hot poker until it hissed [...]
(licks finger and touches it to this metaphor *sssss*)
---
"Any recreational drugs might interact deleteriously with the potion I’m making for you," Snape said.
Fuck, he’s hot when he’s being didactic.
---
“Wow,” Harry breathed.
Snape snorted. “Yes. It’s amazing, isn’t it, how much potion-making resembles magic to those who paid no attention in class?”
---
“I thought you must have needed the sleep,” Harry said. “Certainly more than you needed another dose of my company.”
Snape cradled his wrist, looked at it. That was all he had to do to make Harry’s insides pirouette.
“Five points to Gryffindor for what I believe may well be your first logical conclusion.”
---
“Okay, sir. Now, can I help? Can I ask questions?”
“You may help,” Snape said, pushing the mortar and pestle at Harry. “And you may ask questions.”
“May I ask why you teach potions and not grammar?"
(ahhhh grammar jokes ftw!)
---
“Mr. Potter—”
“Call me Harry or I’m sticking you with the check,” Harry said.
“Harry. I was playing a role as Voldemort’s minion. I was not – and indeed, am not – playing a role as a strict taskmaster with no patience for stupidity, laziness or egotism.”
“So you’re saying you really are a son of a bitch?” Harry asked, smiling.
“That is what I am saying.” Snape saluted Harry with his glass and sipped with a certain vindictive relish.
---
“How do you make your robes billow like that?”
One side of Snape’s mouth twitched upward. “The trick is to extend your elbows.”
Harry boggled.
“Not too much, however, or people can tell you’re doing it.”
Harry blinked, and Snape smiled nastily. “Wearing a cloak well is an art, Mr. – Harry.”
He strode away in a swirl of black drama, proving his point. Harry watched him go and burst into laughter.
---
“Severus,” Harry said earnestly. “Please don’t do this. Please don’t be … polite to me. Aren’t we past that?”
---
First stop was Polyglot’s, a dim and dusty rare-book emporium [...]
yay for "Polyglot's" as a name for a bookstore. omg so much yay.
---
Harry fixed Snape with his best steely glare. “Now I’ve had you, I plan to dump you without a word and move on to my next conquest.”
Snape shut his eyes. “You are so painfully poor a liar that you cannot convince even a man with my sexual and emotional handicaps that you mean that.”
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Date: November 14th, 2007 03:36 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: November 14th, 2007 09:29 pm (UTC)From:You are. ;D
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Date: November 15th, 2007 03:24 pm (UTC)From:I couldn't relate to her version of Harry that well, though. I was glad he was portrayed as an adult and appreciated all the humorous Hogwarts references, but the personality wasn't quite right IMO (not that I could have done better, mind you). It felt as if he could have been anyone, with a few Voldemort, Ministry, and Hogwarts references thrown in to let readers know who he was. The character served as an excellent backdrop for Snape's biting commentary, but.. throughout the whole thing I kept thinking at Snape, "Come ON, what's the attraction?? You can do better than that!" (I guess I don't "get" the Snarry thing that well either - It's not the age difference -- it's more the personality.
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Date: November 15th, 2007 07:43 pm (UTC)From:I feel that way about just about every Harry, including the one who's actually in the books. :P But I can deal with him.
The character served as an excellent backdrop for Snape's biting commentary
You have uncovered my secret motivation for reading this sort of thing. ;)
I kept thinking at Snape, "Come ON, what's the attraction?? You can do better than that!"
*giggles* Probably so. Of course, if you look at the list of pairings I read, he's possibly not seeing that too well, because Harry's in company with Lily, Regulus and Sirius most of the time, and occasionally visits from Lucius. Oy.
But then... based solely on what we're shown, there's not a lot of characters in the books that can stand up to Snape (in multiple senses of the word!). People flesh out a lot of characters very well in fan fiction (I've read some excellent "expansions" of Pansy and Peter, for example), but as they sit... yeah.