"A. B. C. D. E. F. G. H." Albus Dumbledore was reciting the alphabet while lounging on a comfortable purple chaise longue with his wife.

"Albus, why are you reciting the alphabet?"

"I. K. L… no, wait… I forgot J! I. J. K. L. M." His fingers wound enticingly into Minerva's hair.

"Albus, why are you reciting the alphabet," she repeated, adding curiously, "and getting it wrong?"

"I am simply whiling away the time, dear."

"Whatever for?"

"Well, I need something to do until the next time I am permitted to kiss you."

"You don't need permission," she replied, the ghost of a smile haunting her face as she turned to capture his lips with hers.


A/N: This is, according to Microsoft, exactly 100 words long (not counting Albus' letter reciting).