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~Drabbles~~ G-R
I have written many drabbles. I'll try to consolidate them into some sort of order.
Drabbles for lupin100 Challenge #109, Fun with the letter L. At the least, each sentence must begin with the letter L.

Mostly humor, but one dark; mostly Snape/Lupin, but one not; rated G through R. Unbeta'd.


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Lead On (Snape/Lupin)

Ludicrous lycanthrope! Lazy lay-about! Look at Lupin, lounging about my living room in his leather lederhosen. Laying on my love-seat, lofting longing looks and licking luscious lips in a lascivious attempt to lure me. Lunatic. Lest he think I am loose, lest he level my laboriously laid-out levee of defense, I shall leave him lingering, lonely and love-sick. Likely looking to lay me out, to lave little licks all over my long legs. Lecher!
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Let's see. Logging the lamentable labors of lack-luster learners can be left for later. Lock the lobby to my lair, love calls - or is it lust?

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Lament of the Lederhosen (Snape/Lupin)

"Lout! Libertine! Look what you did to my lederhosen!" Lupin was livid.

"Leave off, Lupin." Languid tones lofted lazily from the love seat in the living room. "Lobbing libel, like licentious, lascivious and lecherous, will not likely get you left leaning lazily on the lounge whilst I lovingly launder your lederhosen in the laboratory."

"Launder." Lupin lapsed into lassitude. "Leather doesn't launder. Lily gave me those, last Leap Day."

"Lily?"

"Leer all you want, you... lowlife." Lupin hung his head, looking lost and lonely.

Long fingers laced through lank locks. "Lupin, for the love of St. Lucy, it's only licorice."

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Love Sick (Lupin, Sirius, James, Lily)

"Louse! Lecherous lothario! Look at you; couldn't keep your libidinous, leering looks off Lily, could you?"

"Lupin..." Last year's "best friend" laid a hand on the lycanthrope's arm. "Let's be logical about this. Lily's a lady, a lovely, light-hearted lass who would never listen to the likes of the lewd, licentious – if I do say so myself - lyrical suggestion I laid before her last night in the library."

Lupin gave Sirius a shove. "Loyalty, Sirius. Lost your loyalty to your friends? Love doesn't mean anything to you?"

"Love, Lupin? Last time I looked, your love was lost on James."

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Last Light (Lupin/Snape)

Luminous color, left by the lingering, last light of day, lit the low pyre, laid with love on the last of the summer's leaves.

"Lupin." Leaking tears from beneath lowered lids, the lean man with the lanky hair laid a kiss on the lips of the lifeless form. Laid to rest in dignity, it needed only the light from the torch to liberate the spirit longing for freedom.

Lurching slightly, the lone figure lowered himself onto the litter beside his lifelong love. Light, then flame, leapt from his wand and set the pyre ablaze, freeing the lovers at long last.

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