This double drabble was written for dickgloucester's birthday. She gave me 'the perfect cake' as a prompt.
Disclaimer: not my characters and I make no money from writing about them.
The Perfect Cake
Hermione tiptoed into the darkened kitchen. Severus and the children had banned her from the room so they could make a surprise for her birthday tomorrow. Her husband had exited the kitchen scowling and covered in a dusting of flour, the kids had been giggling madly with frosting smeared from head to toe. Now that everyone was asleep she couldn't contain her curiosity any longer, she had to see what they'd created.
A beautifully decorated cake sat atop the counter, perfectly iced and adorned with red and gold flowers. 'Happy Birthday, Mommy' was scripted in perfect handwriting across the top.
She was so proud of them. As she walked closer to examine the masterpiece of a cake more thoroughly she felt the tell-tale tingle of magic coming from it. Perhaps all wasn't as it seemed. She muttered, "Finite Incantatem," and watched as the cake shimmered and the glamour Severus had placed on their creation slowly faded away.
In its place sat a half-frosted, crooked cake with globs of red and gold dotting the surface. 'Hopi biiirthday Momy,' was scribbled between the colorful globs.
She smiled a proud smile and tears formed in her eyes. Now this was the perfect cake.