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Title: In the Gypsy's Tent
Challenge: Divination
Word Count: 100
"Cross me palm with - yeah, a pound'll do." The alleged gypsy yawned and waved Remus into the cave-like tent.
Remus deliberately kept his face still as incense tickled his nose. Tonks had begged to visit the Muggle fun fair for a post-War treat, and Remus had spent most of the day being smothered. He'd bought her a package of candy floss and fled to the "Gypsy Fortune Teller" in self-defense.
"You love a dark, mysterious man with a checkered past - "
Remus stared into his lover's eyes. "Severus?"
Severus smirked. "Where else could I hide in plain sight?"
Challenge: Divination
Word Count: 100
"Cross me palm with - yeah, a pound'll do." The alleged gypsy yawned and waved Remus into the cave-like tent.
Remus deliberately kept his face still as incense tickled his nose. Tonks had begged to visit the Muggle fun fair for a post-War treat, and Remus had spent most of the day being smothered. He'd bought her a package of candy floss and fled to the "Gypsy Fortune Teller" in self-defense.
"You love a dark, mysterious man with a checkered past - "
Remus stared into his lover's eyes. "Severus?"
Severus smirked. "Where else could I hide in plain sight?"