seelechen.livejournal.comTitle: The Wrong End of the Spoon
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Challenge: Dialogue
Characters: Remus/Severus
A/N: My first drabble in this community. Hope it's up to scratch.
"You don't talk much, do you, Severus?"
"Pass the doxie venom."
"That doesn't count. It's not my fault Slughorn decided to change the class-pairings."
"Are you holding my hand, Lupin?"
"Er, no. I just thought you were passing me the wrong sort of, um, spoon."
"It's not a 'spoon', it's a silver ladle. No wonder you're so terrible at potions, if you're afraid of handling the stirring implements."
"I'm not. It's -"
"Are you blushing, Lupin?"
"No!"
"What do I care if you're a queer who's afraid of silver ladles?"
"I'm not!"
"Stop fussing. Your secret is safe with me."