Sorry To See It End
Jan. 6th, 2013 01:05 pmToday is the grand finale of the
deeply_horrible fest, and I'm sad to see it go. It had a little something for everyone, and while I didn't read every entry (not being a fan of many slash pairings) the ones I did read were stunning in their humour, ferocity and complexity, depicting Severus in as many guises as can be imagined.
I will end my sycophantic gushing with the penultimate offering, "A Virtuous Man" a delicious story which takes place during the first two books of the series. Severus, who sees the worst thing about Harry Potter's presence to be cramping his style with his lover, Minerva, goes to many lengths to manipulate and connive his way around several sticky problems with such Slytherin style he seems to set a new high-water mark on How To Be A Slytherin Bastard.
It is funny, saucy, and full of cameos that made me smile so much - especially the toothsome Lockhart. Severus convinces the gormless Lockhart that he's tragically, secretly in love with him, and schemes to get him to form the Duelling club:
"If there were some pretense," said Snape. "Some student activity where perhaps I might assist. Where I might watch you teach. I would content myself with that."
"Certainly, certainly," said Lockhart. "I have just the thing. But my dear Professor Snape, you're too modest. A man mus live..."
"I can only be the man I am," said Snape with mysterious and existential sadness, failing to disclose the various other men he was capable of being when the need arose.
I think this last sentence sums up the entire fest perfectly. A great fest. At times the stories were hilarious, poignant, disturbing, horrifying, and heartbreaking, but in every case, the love of writing, and writing about this deeply horrible man in particular, shone through.
I will end my sycophantic gushing with the penultimate offering, "A Virtuous Man" a delicious story which takes place during the first two books of the series. Severus, who sees the worst thing about Harry Potter's presence to be cramping his style with his lover, Minerva, goes to many lengths to manipulate and connive his way around several sticky problems with such Slytherin style he seems to set a new high-water mark on How To Be A Slytherin Bastard.
It is funny, saucy, and full of cameos that made me smile so much - especially the toothsome Lockhart. Severus convinces the gormless Lockhart that he's tragically, secretly in love with him, and schemes to get him to form the Duelling club:
"If there were some pretense," said Snape. "Some student activity where perhaps I might assist. Where I might watch you teach. I would content myself with that."
"Certainly, certainly," said Lockhart. "I have just the thing. But my dear Professor Snape, you're too modest. A man mus live..."
"I can only be the man I am," said Snape with mysterious and existential sadness, failing to disclose the various other men he was capable of being when the need arose.
I think this last sentence sums up the entire fest perfectly. A great fest. At times the stories were hilarious, poignant, disturbing, horrifying, and heartbreaking, but in every case, the love of writing, and writing about this deeply horrible man in particular, shone through.