Murderous Talk
By Teomi for the 100 to 1k NottPott Challenge.
Prompt: smoke
Harry clawed into his robe below the table, where Professor Snape couldn’t see. Theo pursed his lips. He allowed himself this much, when his housemates were otherwise distracted by the scene their Head of House created. Harry stared into their professor’s face, still as a statue, green eyes dulled by the smoke and verbal beating.
My favorite line is actually this one:
Stress, exhaustion and the tournament hadn’t done Harry in yet, but it looked like Professor Snape was trying to pick up the slack.
SO good.
I aim to please <3 I was really stumped by this fortnight's prompt at first, but as soon as potion smoke came to mind, I felt the urge to write!








