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firefly124Title: Time Management
Fandom: Harry Potter
Character(s)/Pairing: Severus Snape/Bathsheba Babbling
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 183
Summary/Prompt: A bit of mutual support between colleagues.
A/N: Happy belated birthday,juniperus! I hope you had a wonderful day and that you enjoy your gift.
“What in Merlin’s name is that supposed to be?” Bathsheba muttered as she slashed red ink across a particularly mangled symbol.
“I believe that may have been an attempt at Eihwaz,” Severus said, looking over her shoulder.
“You’re looking at it sideways,” she retorted. “Even if it’s a wobbly Hagalaz, it makes no sense given the context. Were we ever such idiots?”
“Surely not,” he replied, a soothing hand stroking her shoulder. “Last one?”
“Five more.” She felt herself begin to melt as both hands now massaged her shoulders and neck. “How can you be done already? You have far more students.”
“I am efficient.” His thumbs found a particularly tight knot and began to smooth it away.
“Mmmm. Yes. Very.”
“Shall I stop so that you can finish your marking?” he asked.
“Don’t you dare!” She lifted her face for a kiss. “I can do the rest at lunch tomorrow.”
“I believe that would be a far better use of both our time,” he said.
Much later, as she drifted to sleep, she murmured, “Yes. A much better use of our time.”
Fandom: Harry Potter
Character(s)/Pairing: Severus Snape/Bathsheba Babbling
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 183
Summary/Prompt: A bit of mutual support between colleagues.
A/N: Happy belated birthday,
juniperus! I hope you had a wonderful day and that you enjoy your gift.“What in Merlin’s name is that supposed to be?” Bathsheba muttered as she slashed red ink across a particularly mangled symbol.
“I believe that may have been an attempt at Eihwaz,” Severus said, looking over her shoulder.
“You’re looking at it sideways,” she retorted. “Even if it’s a wobbly Hagalaz, it makes no sense given the context. Were we ever such idiots?”
“Surely not,” he replied, a soothing hand stroking her shoulder. “Last one?”
“Five more.” She felt herself begin to melt as both hands now massaged her shoulders and neck. “How can you be done already? You have far more students.”
“I am efficient.” His thumbs found a particularly tight knot and began to smooth it away.
“Mmmm. Yes. Very.”
“Shall I stop so that you can finish your marking?” he asked.
“Don’t you dare!” She lifted her face for a kiss. “I can do the rest at lunch tomorrow.”
“I believe that would be a far better use of both our time,” he said.
Much later, as she drifted to sleep, she murmured, “Yes. A much better use of our time.”
