An Ill Wind
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Title: An Ill Wind
Author:
alisanne
Rating: G
Challenge: # 89: Pets.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Remus/Severus/other
Warnings: None
Notes: Also written for my
100quills Severus table, prompt: Wind. *wg*
Beta:
sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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An Ill Wind
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The attack was silent, deadly. Severus staggered to his feet, cupping a hand over his nose.
“Merlin, can’t you smell that?”
Remus looked up from his reading, unperturbed. “Relax, Severus. It wasn’t planned.”
Severus, eyes watering, was gasping for air. “It’s trying to kill us.”
Remus sighed. “It’s perfectly natural...”
“No, it’s perfectly toxic! What are you feeding it?”
Remus stroked their Kneazle’s fur. “Leftovers, as you suggested. That specialized diet was ‘too expensive’. Remember?”
Severus swept away muttering about toxic fumes.
Remus smiled. “I think Papa Sev will be managing your diet from now on,” he whispered with satisfaction.
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Author:
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Rating: G
Challenge: # 89: Pets.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Remus/Severus/other
Warnings: None
Notes: Also written for my
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Beta:
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Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
~
An Ill Wind
~
The attack was silent, deadly. Severus staggered to his feet, cupping a hand over his nose.
“Merlin, can’t you smell that?”
Remus looked up from his reading, unperturbed. “Relax, Severus. It wasn’t planned.”
Severus, eyes watering, was gasping for air. “It’s trying to kill us.”
Remus sighed. “It’s perfectly natural...”
“No, it’s perfectly toxic! What are you feeding it?”
Remus stroked their Kneazle’s fur. “Leftovers, as you suggested. That specialized diet was ‘too expensive’. Remember?”
Severus swept away muttering about toxic fumes.
Remus smiled. “I think Papa Sev will be managing your diet from now on,” he whispered with satisfaction.
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