Prompt – Odd Tasting
Fandom – Harry Potter
Pairing – Severus Snape/OFC
Setting – Snape household
Still don't own! Nope really I don't
(AN: I really had a hard time with this one! But finally stumbled to this)
Severus Snape had a headache… it had started out as a slight nag but was now well passed time he should have taken something for it and was now spiraling into having to lay down for a few hours after taking something for his headache. He didn't usually leave a headache this long, but he had been in the middle of writing his article for the potions monthly. He had discovering that waiting until after the Wolf'sbane Potion had just started to simmer before adding the lavender made transformation a lot less painful. He wrote the last word with a grimace, he would proofread it later, right now… he only wanted a headache potion and a laydown.
He shuffled into the bathroom keeping the light off, he knew where everything was by touch and felt into the medicine cabinet. His fingers brushed against the stoppered vials and he felt for the identifying mark that would mark it as a headache potion. He sighed with relief when he finally found it and quickly downed the dose prepared to grimace at it's taste. That was odd… it didn't taste bad like it normally did. He briefly wondered if he took the correct potion but knew that he had when he felt his headache receding from screaming agony to mildly pounding. He put the vial on the small shelf and moved to their darkened bedroom, his mind pondering over the odd taste. As he drifted off into a light doze, he identified one of the things that had nagged at him, it was his wife's potions, not one of his.
Severus Snape jerked awake, she didn't! she had… why that little… minx! He listened and heard her moving down stairs and he quickly got up, retrieved the vial and swept down stairs. She looked up at him and smiled her hands busy preparing the evening meal, "how's your headache?"
"You added a flavoring to it!" Snape exclaimed and set the vial forcefully down on the counter.
She did a slow blink and turned her eyes to the vial. She recognized it as one she brewed and smiled, "yes and it worked didn't it?"
Severus scowled at her, "that isn't the point." Her smile grew as she came up to him and hugged him, her chin resting on his chest as she stared up at him and he stared down his nose at her. He grumbled but kissed her, "they aren't supposed to taste nice."
"Than we won't tell anyone that Severus Snape likes Bubble Gun flavored headache potions," she laughed when his scowl deepened.