A Familiar Face
As she had her face pressed to the counter, looking at the truffles topped with chocolate-coated almonds, another familiar scent assailed her senses.
Confused, Hermione looked up, straight into the ever-black eyes of her Potions Master.
"Professor!" Hermione gasped as she took in his appearance: a black turtleneck jumper, black trousers, a dark green apron, and a tray of chocolate-dipped strawberries held aloft in one hand.
"Miss Granger." Severus inclined his head.
Hermione swallowed, trying to ignore the flips her stomach was doing. "So… this is where you work now?"
"As you see. Strawberry?" He asked, offering her the tray.