The Benefits of Losing
"This is my favorite." He placed the chocolate on Hermione's tongue and felt a slight fission of something as she let her own tongue touch his finger. He guessed she wasn't a Gryffindor for nothing.
Hermione let the flavors wash over her. Hmm. She hadn't quite pegged him as a dark chocolate sort of man, but perhaps she should have. It seemed almost obvious now that she thought about it.
Severus' voice brought her back to the present. "Loser forfeits."
Hermione eyed him cautiously.
"Dinner. Tonight. I make an excellent chicken mole."
Hermione smiled and laughed, relaxing completely. "Yes, Professor."
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Chicken Mole sounds like something I would not want to eat, but I can see Severus making it and drakien convinced me to include it.
Keep your eyes peeled for a special treat tomorrow!