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The reveals are up for the sshg_exchange, and I can now lay claim to Madmen and Englishwomen. I want to thank the mods for making that exchange a pleasure to participate in in every way. I also want to thank pearle9240 for making the icon on this post, inspired by my story and left in a comment for me. I was thrilled and touched.

I can now thank my betas, bambu345 and Djinn and my Bripicker lifeasanamazon for all their hard work. I want to especially thank them for their work on the story I'm posting below. I asked for basically a last minute beta to get the story submitted on time, and they came through.

The below was originally written for silburygirl for the snuna_exchange. I was told it was too Gen, and would have to be revised were I to participate, so I withdrew the story. Hope you like it Sil!

Title: The Hunting of the Snark
Author: harmony_bites
Beta Reader(s): bambu354, Djinn; Bripicker lifeasanamazon
Recipient: silburygirl
Rating: PG
(Highlight to View) Warning(s): None.
Word Count: 1,144
Recipient's Prompt: Brief Fic Prompt One: Luna is living in an obscure place studying equally obscure magical creatures. Snape seeks her out, although whether or not he knows that he'll be dealing with Luna before he sees her is up to you.
Summary: Severus seeks out Luna's help for without it he shall "softly and suddenly vanish away." (Quoted phrase comes from Lewis Carroll's "The Hunting of the Snark.")

When Severus arrives in Jukkasjarvi in early evening, the arctic gust hits him with an uppercut punch after the low blow of Portkey travel. He falls to his knees, retching. Washing his mouth out with snow, he feels a tap on his shoulder. Spinning away, he draws his wand--only just resisting the impulse to cast a Stunning Hex. It's been that sort of month.

Bloody hell, that kind of decade.

He blinks at the sight that meets him. Tufts of sandy hair peek out of the hood of a red reindeer parka. Luna's almost invisible eyelashes and brows mean that her protuberant eyes look house-elf wide. Marvellous. He's drawn on the very woman he needs to coax into lending him her most precious possession and terrified her.

"Wasn't your wand birch?" Luna asks without as much as a blink or quaver in her voice.

"It changed." He slowly returns his yew wand to its sleeve holster.

Luna hasn't changed in the five years since he last saw her, except maybe grown a little more into her own face, looking less like her mother Cynthia. The brilliant Cynthia Gladstone four years ahead of him at Hogwarts. While Luna's attention is on ordering their drinks, he slips a pill under his tongue for the Portkey lag, and swallows it dry--not that it will do anything for his neurological damage.

The Ice Hotel's glacial bar makes Severus feel encased in Dante's lowest circle of Hell, where the damned are immersed in ice to the depth of their treachery. A little preview of where he shall soon wind up, no doubt sunk to his eyebrows. Potter and Granger may have pulled off his freedom, but Severus doesn't feel exonerated.

The walls, columns, the bar itself all are suffused with a blue glow. All around them the patrons are clad in parkas and anoraks, their breath coming out in visible contrails like dragon puffs. The nearby magical ice castle of Durmstrang would be warm, but this Muggle construction, though warmer than outside, and blessedly out of the stinging wind, is still below freezing.

"….And you know they mate in mid-winter and hibernate in spring, I think, which is part of why they're so elusive. So, I convinced Professor Scamander that all the conditions for the Crumple-horned Snorkack can be found here, and--"

"Just the place for a Snark."


He lifts an eyebrow. "Right. Just look out for the Boojum, or you might 'softly and suddenly vanish away.'"

She tilts her head at that and gives him a Mona Lisa smile. Then a little giggle erupts, one that almost can be mistaken for a burp. And then she throws back her head and guffaws, her entire body rocking with her mirth; she breaks at the end into cackles and snorts. "Hermione gave me The Complete Carroll." Her smile dims a bit.

He thinks the gift was a way of saying "the only place you'll find your creatures is in a book like this." Or that Luna thinks so. She presents such a serene face to the world people count her as dim, forgetting just how piercing her insights can be. "You tracked down and proved that Nargles and Heliopaths exist. I wouldn't put anything past you."

At his words she beams at him, her face seeming more aglow in the candlelight.

He regrets his gibe about Snarks now. If that swot Granger meant to sneer at Luna with that gift, that is reason enough for his support, even if, in the past, whenever she talked about the Crumple-horned Snorkack, he was tempted to skip the Killing Curse and just strangle her with his bare hands. Yet, he seems to be the one on the Hogwarts staff least shocked by Luna's successes.

But he knows that, underneath all her fluff, Luna is never less than competent. She might have come up with the most ridiculous answers when he had called on her as a student, but the potions of the unbearable harebrained lunatic were perfect as often as that of the insufferable know-it-all. And when Luna returned to resume her sixth year, there was a new discipline and focus about her that dispelled her perpetual dreamy state. If her father's gaffe with the Erumpent Horn made her no less a true believer, it did make her ask Severus what it would take to make others believe.

Luna became a scientist. More her mother and less like her father. From crackpot to crypto-zoologist.

Severus mixes the vial of his Regenerative Potion into his Glögg, the hot spiced wine served at the Ice Bar. The warmth of the drink and working of the potion flushes his body with heat, a temporary sense of well-being. He hates to ask Luna, to be indebted to someone he failed so deeply. Answering her questions and suppressing his sneers for her last two years at Hogwarts doesn't, for him, make up for her being held captive on his watch, even if she had been captured off the school grounds.

He wondered back at Hogwarts if she took his guilt-born consideration for more, just as he wondered, at times, about her fanatical gaze being directed too often towards him rather than inwardly towards Nargles and Heliopaths and Crumple-horned Snorkacks, especially in the last year after her friends had left school. But he was her teacher, and it was easier not to let his thoughts linger that way.

"I…I need to study your mother's journal. Xenophilius said you always keep it with you. Filius told me Cynthia was working on recreating Rowena's diadem when she died. Now that we have the original back, even with the magic within it broken…" He might able to recreate it, see if the object had its famed powers; if it could regenerate nerve centres frayed by repeated Cruciatus curses and Nagini's venom. Perhaps help the Longbottoms as well.

"Of course."

"You'd trust me with it? I'd--"

"Your nose, it has some white spots. Does it tingle?" She leans towards him and presses her fingers against his beak of a nose, which feels hot and tender at her cool touch. "You might have a bit of frost nip."

Her fingers trail down to trace his cheekbone, then both her hands are cupping his cheeks. He sees her lips rising to meet his with an inevitable and terrible fatality.

He jerks away. "I can't." He knew what it was to love but not be loved back, feeding your soul on grass and dirt. His heart was frozen and numb, and he feared not only the fiery pain that would come with thawing, but that the tissue was damaged beyond repair. Fine recompense his heart would be for her help, even if he felt inclined to give it.

She shakes her head. "I won't let you 'softly and suddenly vanish away.'"


( 41 comments — Leave a comment )
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:11 pm (UTC)
*hugs you hard*
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:12 pm (UTC)
*hugs you back*

Thank you for all your work on this--I always learn when you do this for me.
(no subject) - lifeasanamazon - Apr. 18th, 2009 08:18 pm (UTC) - Expand
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:16 pm (UTC)
It is so not too gen. And if that idiot that's currently running the snuna exchnage doesn't hurry up and get her foot out of her ass she will soon find herself the sole participant of her exchange.

I mean, really, it's as though she wants all the fics written for HER and written to HER standard of Snuna.

Well fuck that.
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:18 pm (UTC)
Whoa, Renita. LOL *hugs* But thanks for the support--I appreciate it. I'm glad you liked the story :-)
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:19 pm (UTC)
The last two paragraphs just killed me, brilliant. I love the setting and how you portray them both. Is there more of this?
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:21 pm (UTC)
Nope. That's it. The minimum was 1,000 words and this went a little over. I also felt that you could see it as romantic -- that Snape could be seen in denial and Luna as in love. I like being subtle that way--and believe me, I have no intentions of ever writing Snuna again.

Thanks so much for the kind comment!
(no subject) - tudorpot - Apr. 18th, 2009 08:28 pm (UTC) - Expand
(no subject) - harmony_bites - Apr. 18th, 2009 08:30 pm (UTC) - Expand
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:24 pm (UTC)
OMG. I suspected that you might be writing for me and was all tingly at the thought, but this went beyond my expectations in such a tiny amount of space. It's rare that fic uses every single word as carefully as you do—I'd quote my favourite bits, but it would just be the entire thing.

This fic is beautiful and a little bit funny and a lot heartbreaking, even more so because there is that piece of hope. The Carroll references are so perfectly placed, and Hermione's gift to Luna is so very Hermione—yet makes me want to wrap Luna up in a hug.

Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for posting this for me anyway. It is the perfect gift for me and I love it.
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:26 pm (UTC)
You're welcome. Were the gift for anyone else I might have been tempted to either keep it on my harddrive or just post it quietly months from now w/o even a reference to its origins. But I couldn't write a gift for you and not post it for you. I'm glad you liked it :-)
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - silburygirl - Apr. 18th, 2009 08:36 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - harmony_bites - Apr. 18th, 2009 08:38 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - silburygirl - Apr. 18th, 2009 08:42 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - harmony_bites - Apr. 18th, 2009 08:49 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - silburygirl - Apr. 18th, 2009 08:55 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - harmony_bites - Apr. 18th, 2009 09:05 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - silburygirl - Apr. 18th, 2009 09:12 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - harmony_bites - Apr. 18th, 2009 09:14 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - silburygirl - Apr. 18th, 2009 09:15 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - harmony_bites - Apr. 18th, 2009 09:34 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - silburygirl - Apr. 18th, 2009 09:39 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - harmony_bites - Apr. 18th, 2009 09:44 pm (UTC) - Expand
Re: SQUEEEEEE! EARLY PRESSIES! - silburygirl - Apr. 18th, 2009 09:45 pm (UTC) - Expand
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:30 pm (UTC)
Lovely Snuna--spare in the best way, which is very much how I see Luna operating. I don't see this as gen, but I'm glad we got to see it, even if it isn't in the exchange. Thank you for posting it. My favorite moment is when she touches his nose.

I laughed when I saw below that you don't intend to write Snuna again. Neither do I!! That was like pulling teeth!
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:35 pm (UTC)
I don't see it as remotely Gen either, but I didn't want to argue the point or revise it.

And I know what you mean. I really struggled with this, despite the short length. I actually went back and reread the Luna parts of the last three books. That in some ways made it harder, not easier. The Luna part isn't too hard to see. She sees the beauty in things other overlook, and she has piercing insights--she could see behind Severus' masks I think.

She's hard to write in her own right though, and it was harder for me to see Severus reciprocating--he might be more likely to say Avada Kedavra then "I love you." LOL. Or maybe I'm just more OTP than I thought. I do love Luna as a character though.

I was greatly looking forward to your contribution on the Exchange, and certainly intend to look up yours and others stories after the reveal as they hit the archives.
(no subject) - lariopefic - Apr. 18th, 2009 08:41 pm (UTC) - Expand
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Apr. 18th, 2009 08:38 pm (UTC)
I loved Madmen and Englishwomen! And had no clue it was you. :-D

The Snuna piece is lovely and serene and I'd definitely not have considered it gen. Certainly not with those last few paragraphs!
Apr. 18th, 2009 08:40 pm (UTC)
Thanks--I don't think it's Gen either. Not every romance is happy, or requited, or ends in marriage with an epilogue where the progeny are sorted into Ravenclaw and Slytherin :-)

I'm glad you enjoyed the story--and my SSHG contribution too. I know I enjoyed yours--it was a lovely way to open the Exchange.
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Apr. 18th, 2009 09:32 pm (UTC)
She's the most challenging HP voice to hit imo--she's terrifying. Rather Jossian that way.

I didn't see Gen either :-)

Thanks for the comment!
Apr. 18th, 2009 11:06 pm (UTC)
I'm in trouble if this is gen. I suppose I'll be asked to revise, as well. I can tell you that won't happen. It was hard enough to get what I did out in the first place.

This is a lovely, as your work always is. Don't let one ignorant opinion keep you from posting this elsewhere, if you're so inclined. :)
Apr. 18th, 2009 11:51 pm (UTC)
Thanks for the support and lovely words--I probably will eventually post it to FFN at least--where I have control of my own fic :-)

Good luck with your Snuna!
Apr. 18th, 2009 11:17 pm (UTC)
I really liked it, and I agree it's not gen. The ending is beautiful -- and what a sad, apt analogy for the state of Snape's heart.
Apr. 18th, 2009 11:52 pm (UTC)
Not something that I planned, that icy theme, as something that grew from the setting. I always like that part of writing :-) Thanks for the lovely review!
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Apr. 19th, 2009 03:29 am (UTC)
because I can imagine him thawing under her touch, just as his nose does.

That's a lovely thought :-)

But this is so rich, from the Carroll references to the thought you gave to canon and how it fits into this new world, and to how these two people might fit together.

One thing about writing outside your OTP--you don't have much choice but to think about it!

Thanks for the lovely comment. Good luck with the Exchange!
Apr. 19th, 2009 05:56 am (UTC)
Here via the kia_feed :)

This is wonderful. I love your use of present tense--it adds such lyricism and beauty to a piece in the right hands :) I'm sorry it was considered too gen; I thought the ending was heartbreakingly romantic, actually.

Apr. 19th, 2009 06:01 am (UTC)
I don't believe it's Gen--just didn't want to argue it or to change to satisfy someone who felt that way.

And thank you for the compliment. Certainly I think your use of present tense brought a lot to The Silvering Divide so I'm particularly pleased you think I did well by it.
Apr. 19th, 2009 12:43 pm (UTC)
Beautiful, and the ending is just perfect.

feeding your soul on grass and dirt...
Apr. 19th, 2009 05:08 pm (UTC)
You don't grow on that--poor Snape--his situation loving Lily I find heartbreaking. That's why he needs Hermione Luna....

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