Gracious

Severus was an intelligent man, and as such he knew he'd never been much good at being gracious; but he felt that this kind of thing was asking too much of anyone.

Really. Putting up with this nonsensical ceremony, and having get up and speak, graciously, we mustn't forget, in acceptance of the award they had condescended to give him, for fear of alienating his obstinate lover, he suspected.

Not to mention having to stay and mingle afterwards, instead of leaving straightaway.

A shudder ran down Severus' spine.

He hated being gracious. But if it made Harry happy. . .

~Fin~

Created with a prompt word, which I went looking for 'cause I wanted to write something, which was: gracious.