Ineptitude
Severus was leaning back against the arm of the couch with an arm flung over his face when Harry came through the door to their suite.
Harry smiled fondly at his husband, and made sure to keep the thump of his bag quiet as he dropped it on the chair by the door.
He leaned over the back of the couch. "Bad day, love?" he asked, his voice low. Severus moved his arm, looking up at Harry's concerned face.
Severus laughed humorlessly. "Just another day of dealing with the utter ineptitude that passes for a student body at this school."
~Fin~
