PG Snape/Filch art for my fic
Snape's Favorite Student (NC-17 - Snape/Filch), excerpted here:
"Come here." Filch did not move. Snape sighed and moved closer, slipping his wand into his colleague's hand.
Filch shot him a hurt look. "You know I can't—"
Snape placed his hand over Filch's and pointed the wand at one of the student desks. It transformed into a plain, white mattress with only sheets on top. "Impressive work, Mister Filch. Extra points for cleverness."
Even though it wasn't him, and they both knew that, he couldn't help but feel a swell of pride. "I learnt from the best," he said with a soft smile, looking at the place where their hands were joined on Snape's wand.

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