Okay, so you go to this website http:/ www. prillalar .com /drabbles/, fill in the blanks with what it asks for, and then (supposedly) you get your very own crack!fic. It's helpful for those of us who can't actually write a crack!fic, but apparently, I can't even write on with the help. I have made ZERO CORRECTIONS and it still makes a lot more sense than it should...oi, I shouldn't ever attempt crack, I'm horrible at it...which I guess I could look at as a blessing? Anyway, here's my not-so-crack!fic. I call it Snow Raven, but they're title is also pretty cool.
The Doubtful Terror Of The Snow
It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Harry and Severus went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Harry hit Severus in his fingers with a big joyful iceball. It hurt a lot, but Harry kissed it doubtfully and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow man.
"We'll make a really grey snow man!" Harry said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Severus said. "That would be more incredible and politically correct."
"I know," Harry said. "We can make a snow raven. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
So they rolled the snow up angrily and made a happy snow raven. Harry put on a home for the eyes. The raven was almost as big as Severus.
"It looks lackluster," Harry said lustily. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," Severus said and held up a grassy raven feather. "I found this through the corridors." He put the raven feather onto the raven's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the raven, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like an owl lighting on the branch of a Whomping Willow.
Severus screamed lovingly and ran but the snow raven chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow raven thrashed him heartily.
"Nobody does that to my little Thoughtful Castle," Harry screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow raven through the sternum. It fell down and Harry kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" Severus said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The raven feather lay in the yard until a pearlescent child picked it up and took it home.
(A/N): I know...I'll stick to what I know from now on...I still don't know why the story is centered around snow, that's something the site came up with.