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Ficathon Part 8: "Denial" (Lucius Malfoy/Severus Snape)
Title: Denial
Character Pairing: Lucius Malfoy/Severus Snape
Prompt: R.S.V.P.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 321
Author's Notes: *slash
Link to Prompt Table: http://sillypowers.livejournal.com/4098.h
Character Pairing: Lucius Malfoy/Severus Snape
Prompt: R.S.V.P.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 321
Author's Notes: *slash
Link to Prompt Table: http://sillypowers.livejournal.com/4098.h
Severus Snape knew that his lover had tried to shield him from this. But even Lucius Malfoy was discovering that the old ways of maintaining power were not match for the unbridled violence of the Dark Lord. Exchanges of favors, delicately veiled references to old scandals or new allegiances, these things could not compare to the ruthless elimination of entire families. The price of unparalleled power was a corresponding lack of control.
Lucius was constantly distracted by the re-negotiations that must be made every time that Voldemort or one of his less stable followers lost his or her temper. Narcissa kept herself busy with Draco, who was starting to toddle. They didn't notice, or at least they didn't mention, that while Severus was with them as much as ever, his mind was closed to them. He had always been an superb Occlumens. He had simply never needed to hide from his chosen family. But things had changed.
He had never been so aware of how much things had changed. He looked around the chamber, at the other masked figures. The Death Eaters were growing more restless by the minute. They were even beginning to murmur amongst themselves, and that was normally a quick way to a Cruciatus Curse in these meetings. He could feel Lucius probing at his mind, finding no purchase on the smooth front Severus presented. When little Barty Crouch Apparated into their midst with news of what had happened at Godric's Hollow, Snape Apparated away without even a glance at Lucius. Severus imagined that he could feel those familiar fingers tightening their grip, only to slip away.
When the parchment arrived at Spinner's End, carried by the familiar owl, Severus didn't want to open it. Almost immediately, however, he scoffed at his own sentimentality and ripped open the seal. In familiar, elegant script, the note said only: R.S.V.P.
Severus's voice was rough from misuse. He croaked, "Incendio."
Lucius was constantly distracted by the re-negotiations that must be made every time that Voldemort or one of his less stable followers lost his or her temper. Narcissa kept herself busy with Draco, who was starting to toddle. They didn't notice, or at least they didn't mention, that while Severus was with them as much as ever, his mind was closed to them. He had always been an superb Occlumens. He had simply never needed to hide from his chosen family. But things had changed.
He had never been so aware of how much things had changed. He looked around the chamber, at the other masked figures. The Death Eaters were growing more restless by the minute. They were even beginning to murmur amongst themselves, and that was normally a quick way to a Cruciatus Curse in these meetings. He could feel Lucius probing at his mind, finding no purchase on the smooth front Severus presented. When little Barty Crouch Apparated into their midst with news of what had happened at Godric's Hollow, Snape Apparated away without even a glance at Lucius. Severus imagined that he could feel those familiar fingers tightening their grip, only to slip away.
When the parchment arrived at Spinner's End, carried by the familiar owl, Severus didn't want to open it. Almost immediately, however, he scoffed at his own sentimentality and ripped open the seal. In familiar, elegant script, the note said only: R.S.V.P.
Severus's voice was rough from misuse. He croaked, "Incendio."