One morning, Kevin was simply gone.
A new woman, one with violet-streaked hair, worked the register. 'First name?'
'Hermione,' she replied, dropping her spare change in the tip jar. After ordering, she meandered to the end of the counter, waiting for her drink.
'Harmony?' she heard a man's voice say. 'Is there a Harmony here?'
Wincing, Hermione calculated how long it would take to train this barista. Another two weeks.
'It's you!' she gasped. She saw Severus Snape holding out her cup.
'Granger.' He scowled and shoved the cup at her. 'Take your latte and get out!'
