The Consequences of Shaving Crooks
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by that one lady with the money. That description doesn't fit me. I don't even own the bathing suit. That's a figment of my imagination.
This is in response to the You have got to be kidding 100-word challenge on WIKTT. It was hard to do this in 100 words, so it's really messed up, but w/e.
"Oh, Severus," Hermione called sweetly as she strode into the livingroom, hands behind her back. "How is my favourite little husband?"
Severus glared at her suspiciously. "It depends. What is my favourite little wife hiding behind her back?"
Hermione grinned. "Remember that masquerade ball Dumbledore is holding? You promised to wear anything I wanted you to after I caught you shaving Crookshanks."
"Say no more," interrupted Severus. "What insidious costume are you making me wear?"
Hermione giggled, pulling out a tiny red two-piece bathing suit that was completely covered in frilly red lace.
"You have got to be kidding."
And there you go.
I was going to call it "The Consequences of Shaving Pussy" before I realized that probably wouldn't be a very good idea... :-o
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