Title: Gryffindors
Word Count: 100
Rating: K
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: Gryffindors from a Slytherin point of view.
Disclaimer: I play with them as I like, but alas, they are not mine.
GryffindorsI hate Gryffindors. Their boldness, their brass, but it's their so called 'courage' that really gets me. For some inconceivable reason, they think they owe the world something. Or maybe it's that the world owes them something.
They lack subtlety. They lack finesse. Where's the ambition?
The only ambition they have is to meddle in other people's affairs.
Loyalty. Maybe that's the worst trait of all. They're all determined to get themselves killed.
Honey brown eyes turn, seeking my onyx ones. Complete understanding, respect, honesty, trust, and love are revealed in those depths. She's an open book.
I love Gryffindors.
Title: Dinner Can Wait
Word Count: 100
Rating: K+
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: Silly, silly me…
Disclaimer: I play with them as I like, but alas, they are not min.
Dinner Can Wait
'Wait, she wants me to do what, where?' Her parents are just in the other room (singing carols no less)!
"Just stick it in and, you know...squirt," oh, yes, her wicked smirk was definitely back now. She was enjoying this.
"But, that sounds so crude!"
"What do you expect, Severus, dinner and dancing first? The turkey's already dead, it doesn't need romance first! Now. Baste. That. Bird!"
"Fine, but this is definitely the last time I volunteer to help you cook Christmas dinner, Hermione." Wife or not, there are some things you just don't ask a man to do, ever.
Title: Crookshanks' Search Party
Word Count: 100
Rating: K
Characters: Hermione/Severus, Crookshanks
Authors Notes: Hermione's searched everywhere for that darn cat…
Disclaimer: I play with them as I like, but alas, they are not mine.
Crookshanks' Search Party
"Crookshanks, where'd you go?" Hermione whispered, trying with all her might not to be heard by anyone else. She may be leaving Hogwarts tomorrow, but it was still after curfew.
She finally spotted an orange hair, in the light from a cracked doorway, and heard murmuring. Inching closer, she finally made out, "I'm gonna miss my favorite fur ball, yes I am, who's the best cat? Yes you are."
Thinking it was some errant child with her Crookshanks, she peeked around the corner, and promptly fainted. She had the perfect timing to see Professor Snape kiss Crooks on the nose.