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somehow she manages in her misery { completed }
When; Saturday night
Rating; PG-13+? (some mild blood & gore)
Characters; Claire Bennet (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
adamantined) and Severus Snape (eduronox)
Summary; Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (boggarts, Death Eaters, and cheerleaders)
Log;
It had never entered his mind in life. No, not even the ghost of the thought had ever courted him. It had taken a few weeks for it to occur to him in the City, and another few still for the concept to simmer and work its way into his consciousness.
He knows it's a foolish desire; a pointless, hopeless goal that will only frustrate him. And yet it's a project for eternity, and an eternity he has.
Severus stands over a basin in the back of his shop - he's not at his laboratory because the idea struck him as he was closing and everything else fell away, it's a problem, an addiction, he's got this thing with his mind when he lets it go - sleeves rolled up, wand set somewhere else. He knows it's going to hurt but he pours the solution over the exposed underside of his left forearm anyway.
For a moment it does what it's meant to, and the black parts of his skin smolder and hiss, releasing caustic vapor (the pain - horrific, yes - is there but he just winces a little, having broken his nervous reactions to some time ago), leaving the untouched parts with just an unfortunate burning.
But then something sparks and flesh shouldn't do that--
Rating; PG-13+? (some mild blood & gore)
Characters; Claire Bennet (
adamantined) and Severus Snape (eduronox)Summary; Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (boggarts, Death Eaters, and cheerleaders)
Log;
It had never entered his mind in life. No, not even the ghost of the thought had ever courted him. It had taken a few weeks for it to occur to him in the City, and another few still for the concept to simmer and work its way into his consciousness.
He knows it's a foolish desire; a pointless, hopeless goal that will only frustrate him. And yet it's a project for eternity, and an eternity he has.
Severus stands over a basin in the back of his shop - he's not at his laboratory because the idea struck him as he was closing and everything else fell away, it's a problem, an addiction, he's got this thing with his mind when he lets it go - sleeves rolled up, wand set somewhere else. He knows it's going to hurt but he pours the solution over the exposed underside of his left forearm anyway.
For a moment it does what it's meant to, and the black parts of his skin smolder and hiss, releasing caustic vapor (the pain - horrific, yes - is there but he just winces a little, having broken his nervous reactions to some time ago), leaving the untouched parts with just an unfortunate burning.
But then something sparks and flesh shouldn't do that--