Nothing is mine, honestly. Some of the phrases were from a stand-up comedian I saw late one night; don't remember his name. Also, I would like to send love and cookies to rickmanlover24601 for her assistance with the title. She's the best!!
It was late when Hermione approached the kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place; she was in desperate need of a cup of tea.
Oddly enough, Severus Snape was sitting outside the door, a book in his lap. She raised an eyebrow and stepped toward the door.
"I'd wait," Snape cautioned, not looking up from his book.
"I beg your pardon?"
"I came down for some coffee, but Draco and Miss Weasley were in there making eyes at each other. It's saccharine enough to make innocent bystanders throw up in their own mouths."
Hermione pushed the door opened slightly and stuck her head inside. She retreated quickly, scowling. "Ah yes. The unrelenting daily grind of true love."
He snorted.
"May I assume that you share my lack of appreciation for such…displays?"
"Quite," she said, making a face. "Now I'll never get a ruddy cup of tea."
Snape chuckled and closed his book.
"Come to bed, Hermione. Tea will have you up half the night."
She sighed. "True." Then a mischievous look graced her features. "I suppose between the two of us, we can come up with other ways to stay up, don't you think?"
"Undoubtedly."
