I just found The Treacle Tart's The Tao of Diogenes again (I last read it well before I even had an LJ), and, please read it. Written in 2004 it is a Snape/Ron fic, the first one I had ever read, and it's, frankly, incredible. There is an abundance of funny lines and it's just a positive, sweet story. Snape is injured in the war and Ron is his healer.

Sen-jism's Chiarascuro is the only Snape/Dean I have ever seen. Snape's art fetish is not to be missed.

Calligraphy's And Never Been Kissed. A Snape/Dumbledore with a Dumbledore who had never even been kissed before. My favorite piece of description is when Dumbledore thinks of Severus as "the opposite of warm, fuzzy socks. He was the conversation piece that unnerved the guests. He was the garden overgrown with thorny roses." How beautiful is that? There's no smut to speak of, but it is one of my favorite snumbledores.

Jill Vaughan's True Joy was one of my favorite Lupin/Snapes. It's slightly OoC, in my opinion, but it's H/C factor makes up for it.

Enjoy!

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I was in this big hotel sort of thing and I was basically in a play. When my character was 7, she took down this man and his army. She knew the man was bad, and he was still alive and owned the hotel place. In the room, Kelli and Sarah were there as well as a few little girls who wanted to show me how to do some ballet moves (I told the youngest that I once took balet, but I sucked because I had no balance, unlike her. It made her smile). There was also April from church and people kept saying I looked like her (I don't). There was a blue bunny stuffed animal on top of the head of this dog that looked just like my dog and when the dog, who had been sleeping, shifted, the toy bunny moved and I freaked for a second and got weird looks and I was like "Uh . . . when I see something blue, I just don't expect it to move". There was a sign for an elevator, but there was no elevator. I got lost easily. They had McDonald's and they had Macaroni and cheese. The McDonald's was huge -- like maybe a foot in diameter bun, split in half down the middle to give two parts, with chunks of turkey, American cheese, lettuce, and ketchup. I was afraid it might be poisoned.

I was really tired at that point in it and could barely get out the lines -- this was the only part of it with lines and they were on a small computer screen in front of me. They included me talking about how I was sorry I killed his army "I had no intention to harm," I said. "Unlike some." And my grandma who was at the table helping me with lines, chuckled softly and I was like "Oh yeah . . . they were just trying to save the city from the Tuberculosis epidemic, that's why they trapped the men and women from Taiwan." It was weird.

Also, this show was on all day, some sort of a game show, and the theme of the day was Taiwan. 

When we were eating dinner at the climax of it all, my family was all watching from the bushes.

At one point in reading my lines, I woke up reading them, then started giggling, realizing that I had. I fell asleep again and I think I finished up the dream, but I don't remember.