A/N: Not entirely sure where this came from... I quite like it however, despite the fact that it's very short and very fluffy. Anywho, please read and review, and do not forget that Harry Potter is MINE! (That was a joke, btw.)
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There's always ink on her fingers. Always, because she never doesn't have a quill in her hand.It makes him wonder how she never gets any on her face.
No, it stays firmly on her hands, up the side of her ring finger and across the pad on her thumb, wedging its way steadfastly under her fingernails. Sometimes, when she writes for a very long time, her nails dig half moon crescents into the palm of her hand.
She holds her pencil incorrectly, she informs him with a wry grin, holding her stained hand and quill for him to see. He is amazed she does anything incorrectly, and tells her so. She frowns at him slightly until she sees the small smile tugging at the left side of his mouth.
She smiles at him then.
There are ink stains on her fingers, and she is beautiful. She is especially beautiful when she smiles
at him.