Happy Birthday, Pixychelle!
You'll have to fill in the blanks in terms of the action, I'm afraid :)
Best wishes to you.
"What are you reading?"
"One would think perhaps that the large, gilded letters on the front of the book reading 'T.S. Eliot' might offer a clue, Lupin."
"I'm impressed. I never imagined that you would read Muggle poetry, or, what was it you called it again? 'Mundane drivel that you wouldn't even use to line to Owlery floors for fear of putting the owls to sleep'?
"This man is...admittedly more perceptive than the rest."
"What is it that he sees?"
"Decay and the path to ruin, a world hollow of all meaning. He sees everything that shouldn't be allowed to happen, but does."
"..."
"Don't look at me like that."
"Like what?"
"Like I was the only one to suffer during the war and like I deserve any more pity than those who--"
"Is this better?"
"Oh. Yes. Yes."
"Severus?"
"Mmm."
"Read to me."
"...What?"
"Read to me. Nothing turns me on like your voice. It might lead to other things."
"I thought we were already well on our way to other things."
"Sulking also turns me on."
"Prat. Very well. What shall I read?"
"What ever you were reading before you were so rudely interrupted."
"If you insist. Memory, turn your face to the moonlight...Let your memory lead you
Open up, enter in..."
"Dear Merlin no."
"Come now, this is the best part. If you find there the meaning of what happiness is
Then a new life will begi-OWFUCK."
"You're singing off-key on purpose."
"Was that really necessary?"
"I hate cats. And werewolves have sensitive ears."
"Your sensibilities don't seem quite so delicate in bed."
"How strange. That warrants more research."
"I agree. Shall we?"
Best wishes to you.
"What are you reading?"
"One would think perhaps that the large, gilded letters on the front of the book reading 'T.S. Eliot' might offer a clue, Lupin."
"I'm impressed. I never imagined that you would read Muggle poetry, or, what was it you called it again? 'Mundane drivel that you wouldn't even use to line to Owlery floors for fear of putting the owls to sleep'?
"This man is...admittedly more perceptive than the rest."
"What is it that he sees?"
"Decay and the path to ruin, a world hollow of all meaning. He sees everything that shouldn't be allowed to happen, but does."
"..."
"Don't look at me like that."
"Like what?"
"Like I was the only one to suffer during the war and like I deserve any more pity than those who--"
"Is this better?"
"Oh. Yes. Yes."
"Severus?"
"Mmm."
"Read to me."
"...What?"
"Read to me. Nothing turns me on like your voice. It might lead to other things."
"I thought we were already well on our way to other things."
"Sulking also turns me on."
"Prat. Very well. What shall I read?"
"What ever you were reading before you were so rudely interrupted."
"If you insist. Memory, turn your face to the moonlight...Let your memory lead you
Open up, enter in..."
"Dear Merlin no."
"Come now, this is the best part. If you find there the meaning of what happiness is
Then a new life will begi-OWFUCK."
"You're singing off-key on purpose."
"Was that really necessary?"
"I hate cats. And werewolves have sensitive ears."
"Your sensibilities don't seem quite so delicate in bed."
"How strange. That warrants more research."
"I agree. Shall we?"