Day 1: Scarves

Autumn wind blew across the sunny fields stretching from the Black Lake's mists to the open archways of the old castle beyond.

"Where's your scarf?"

"Don't need one." Severus grunted as he stooped to collect his books. Truth was he didn't have one. His mother couldn't afford the extra gaellons required to supply him with his Slytherin themed winter-garb.

Hermione frowned. It was just the first day of October but already the mighty gusts Scotland was famous for was assaulting the quiet grounds of Hogwarts and even Snape-Severus, she mentally corrected herself , the rail-thin and lanky boy wasn't her professor, not yet already-needed something to keep the chill out.

"You don't have one."

Severus straightened and looked at her, surprise and caution written across his usual stoic features. "I don't need one," he finally repeated.

"Yes, you do."

Just as he was about to argue the situation further he was struck mute as Hermione finished doubling her scarf and slicing it into two identical ones.

Not wanting to lose her gusto Hermione quickly looped the new clone scarf around the still stunned Severus who jerked back when she brought her wand out, pointing it at him.

"It's all right. Just changing its color to Green and Silver." She quickly explained as she tapped the scarf once and muttered the charms needed to bleach it before dying it into rich emerald greens and silver stripes. While she herself had never found the colors pleasing she still paused as the transient thought that on him it looked rather dashing. It suited him. "There. You're all set."

Severus took a step back and cleared his throat. "Thank you," he quickly replied as he practically ran towards the castle and the Great Hall for the coming mid-day feast.

Hermione chuckled silently and shook her head. She had never thought she would see Severus Snape blush, didn't actually think he could, and yet she had just witnessed it and found that she wanted to make him blush more.

Clearly the fforced back and forth between her time and the 1970's were getting to her.

"I'm actually going to go mental if this keeps up." She muttered as she followed Severus back up to Hogwarts.

Fini

Author's Note: Big shout out to my QLFC Captain, Oni (Story Please) for inspiring me to do this little daily drabble from her great ink-sketches starring Severus Snape from her inktober submissions this year (some of which you can see showcased in this Halloween's Special Anniversary edition of the fanzine Snitched!)

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