My dear, dear
dayse wrote me fic while I was at work. Fic where Snape kisses Harry in the snow and he has snow on his mittens and Harry's cheeks are red. That fic is here. I, being as much in her control as she is in mine, wrote her fic to her specifications. Sirius takes care of sick Harry and feeds him soup. Naturally, I did not write this the way I was supposed to, but she still liked it.
So without further ado...
( sometimes soup is just soup, or the night the hippograff came to dinner )
So without further ado...
( sometimes soup is just soup, or the night the hippograff came to dinner )