Tea
Was it odd that one of the things I liked most about my boyfriend was the way he drank his tea?
Harry didn't like just any regular kind of beverage- it was always mint-green tea.
He'd always keep the teabag in the water- letting it steep he'd claim with a sheepish smile- then two well-rounded spoons of sugar and a quick stir.
My favorite part came when I would watch him take a tiny sip and that pink tongue would dart out and lick the taste of mint off his lips. Every time.
I'm pretty sure Harry has no idea what that does to me but there are times, like today, when his gaze catches mine and I'm positive he knows exactly what he does to me.
Is it any wonder why we drink tea at every meal?
A/N: For QueenNilya. Mint-green tea -drools-
S. Tangerine
