A/N: Edit 04/11/09 now exactly 100 words.
Why, Darling, It's Just What I've Always Wanted
Hermione handed the gaily wrapped present to her husband and pecked him on the cheek.
"Merry Christmas, Severus."
Severus raised an eyebrow at her affection, but said nothing as he tore off the wrapping.
"It's..." Severus blinked at the object before him. "It's my spoon!" A joyous smile stretched across his face as he grabbed his prize. "After all these years, but... Hang on..." His eyebrows lowered ominously and he turned to stare at Hermione. "How did you come to possess it?"
Hermione gulped.
Neither of them noticed a pile of orange foam taking an interest in the shiny object...
A little idea that popped into my head.
And just to prove that, no, I haven't abandoned my fic, it's just... resting.