A/N: The challenge prompt for this drabble was "chattering wardrobe." Rated: T. Not beta'd.
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A Strange Dream
"Why the master's not so bad once you get to know him," the wardrobe said, bending forward. "Why don't you give him a chance?"
Hermione shook her head. She wouldn't listen to the talking wardrobe. "No, I just… No."
The wardrobe frowned. "He won't be happy that you don't want to go to dinner."
"Well, that's just too bad." She had seen the beast named Severus. He had been cruel and callous when he locked her in this bedroom. "He can be unhappy."
"Miss Hermione, look at all the clothes I have." She smiled and opened up her drawers.
"Hermione, wake up," Severus said, shaking his wife awake. "Are you all right?"
She groggily opened her eyes. "Severus, I just had the weirdest dream. It was like I was trapped in Beauty and the Beast."
Severus chuckled. "You did fall in love with a beast."
Hermione tsked. "There was talking furniture convincing me to go to dinner with you." She laughed as she snuggled against Severus. "You're not a beast, Severus. You're just… not a people person."
Severus arched his brow at her. "Go back to bed, Hermione."