Written for fan-freak121's 100 Different Pairings Competition.
Prompt: Book
Pair: Griselda M. /Phineas N. B.
Word-count: 254
Fluffy white clouds sailed across the clear blue sky, a green-white butterfly wavered pass the open window; smooth spring winds made their way into the room.
Griselda sat in her favorite chair, legs apart, a glass in her hand. A thin book beside her.
"Miss", a quite tall house elf said, "There's a Mr Black here to see you."
"Black you say? Thank you, Moby, you can show him in."
Griselda sipped her drink. Grinned as a young man walked through the door, escorted by Moby.
"What have I done to deserve a visit from Phineas Black", Griselda said, "Hum?"
"Madam." Phineas kissed Griselda's hand and then took a seat beside her. "Do we really need to have this conversation again?"
"We do." She leaned back in her chair, legs even wider apart.
Phineas smiled at her awkwardly; "May I have a drink?"
"Are you older than seventeen?"
"You are well aware that I'm twenty."
"I am?" But Griselda waved her wand; Phineas grabbed hold of a large glass. "So, Phineas, you believe that I have changed my mind."
"I do?"
"Obviously."
"It's just that I'm twenty now and-"
"And what can a twenty year old Black do for me? You know I'm not that fond of you Blacks."
"You know, Madam M, that I have the looks…"
Griselda snorted, but looked at Phineas, as he rose and started to undress, with a grin, her mouth open, her tongue brushing against her lower lip, and said; "Oh, fine. All Blacks can't be bad, right?"
a/n: I know that Griselda is only about 20 years older than Phineas, but still...
