A/n: Morning/Afternoon/Nighty night depending on where you are in the world. Really hope you enjoy this little drabble. Let me know your thoughts.
Drabble 37
Muggle entire was far from comfortable. The sleeves of her muggle dress were elasticised and dug into her wrists uncomfortably. Her skin itched and it was becoming red from her constant fiddling and rubbing. She couldn't wait to get back to Hogwarts and out of these wretched clothes. She listened intently to Alastor Moody as he reminded them all to be constantly vigilant. He was like a broken record and though she knew that he only had their best interests at heart, she wished he would shut up about it. She had come through two wars already and knew what she had to do.
The door to the kitchen opened and in stalked Severus. They hadn't seen each other properly for days now. He was either out on order related business or she was. They were like buses that passed in the night. He caught her eye fleetingly before sitting down beside Arthur Weasley. The meeting progressed, reports delivered and Molly coughed to signal that one or more than likely all of the many children who were staying at Grimmauld Place over the holidays were ear wigging outside the door. The meeting was then disbanded and Molly could be heard reprimanding Fred and George from the top floor of the building.
Minerva politely declined Arthur's offer to stay for dinner and left the kitchen. The hallway was a hive of activity and she bid her farewells as she made her way towards the broom cupboard where her muggle jacket was stored. Opening the door, she was surprised to find herself pulled into cupboard and into the arms of Severus.
"Severus!" she scolded in her best teachers' voice. The hallway had been filled with members of the order and children. The eagle eyed amongst them would have surely seen that the broom cupboard had possibly eaten her.
"What?" he enquired innocently. Thanks to her animagus form, her ability to see in the dark was second to none and she could see the satisfied smirk etched on his face.
"Just because we are not at school doesn't mean you can start pouncing on me at any given moment," she continued stiffly. "There are children present and…."
Before she could continue her rant, his lips silenced her with a quick kiss. She was about to open her mouth once to carry on ranting when again, he kissed her. The second kiss grew from a small peck into a light nibble of her bottom lip. She should smell the sandalwood of his aftershave and picked up the hint of mint on his lips. All sense of what was proper flew out of the window as she felt his skilled potion master's fingers brush against the soft skin of her collar bone. She pushed him back against the coats and kissed him passionately.
The door to the broom cupboard opened slightly and Tonks stuck her head in. They pulled away from each other like they had been scolded by boiling water.
"Just getting my coat," she stated nonchalantly as she grabbed the nearest coat and shut the door quickly.
"Didn't she just take your coat, my dear?" Severus pointed out
"Yes, it's no bother," she replied as she found her way back into his arms. "I never liked the thing anyway."