A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Writing Club December
Press Play: 7 - [action] Cooking
Winter Funfair
Northern Funfair – Christmas Sing-Along - Santa Claus is Comin' To Town - Bruce Springsteen - "You better not pout, I'm telling you why" - Action: Pouting
Eastern Funfair - Yule Log – Step 2 – wishes - (color) Yellow)
Word Count: 640
"Daddy! Can you help us?" Rose called from the kitchen. Severus sighed and rose from his chair, knowing the article he was trying to read would probably manage to grow legs and walk away before he had a chance to return.
"What do you need, Rose?" he asked stepping into the kitchen. Ten year old Rose and seven year old Hugo were standing by the kitchen table. Sitting in the middle of the table was a yellow colored bowl. Inside the bowl was a brown substance. The brown substance was also all over the table, one wall, and Rose's face.
"We're not allowed to use the oven, remember?" Rose asked pointing to the oven. "You said if you caught me using the oven again, I was in big, big trouble."
"What do you need to use the oven for exactly?'
"Brownies," Rose stated pointing to the bowl. Hugo nodded.
"You made brownies... by yourselves?"
"Well, James was here, but he had to go home."
"I thought you two were doing something less... destructive..."
"We were," Rose answered. "But then we got hungry and Hugo wanted brownies and I said we could make some, and then I asked Mum if I could make some brownies, and I think she thought I meant pretend brownies, but I meant the real ones," Rose finished. Severus shook his head and wondered if it was possible his daughter's brownie batter was actually edible or if it would even yield something that resembled brownies. There really was only one way to find out. He poured the batter into a cake pan.
"You followed the recipe, correct?" he asked. Rose nodded holding up the recipe card.
"Very well then, let's see what happens if we bake them." He turned the oven on, waited for it to preheat, and then slid the pan into the oven. He set the timer and turned his attention back to his children.
"While they cook, you two are going to start cleaning up this mess," he stated. Rose pouted, but Hugo nodded.
"Fine," Rose said after a moment. Severus watched the two kids clean, the entire time keeping an eye on his oven, as if waiting for it to explode. When the timer finally beeped, he sighed in relief and removed the pan from the oven. He set it on the counter to cool.
"They look like they might be edible," he stated peering at the cake like substance in the pan.
"They smell good," Rose said. Hugo nodded in agreement. "Can we cut them now?"
"Once they cool down a little bit," Severus answered wondering why nothing had exploded yet. He remembered the last time Hermione had made brownies and blown up most of his kitchen. Maybe Rose would be different, or maybe, it was because he hadn't allowed her to touch the oven?
"Are they cool yet?" Rose asked about three minutes later, tapping her foot impatiently. Severus smiled. Rose looked so much like her mother at times.
"Yes, they're cool enough,"he answered after checking them. He pulled out a butter knife and cut into the brownies. The smell of chocolate filled the air. The top had been firm but the inside was nothing more than melted chocolate.
"Rose, you said you followed the recipe..."
"There wasn't enough chocolate in it, so I added some more, and then a little more. Why?"
"Because your brownies appear to be nothing more than chocolate soup with a slight bread topping."
"Oh, they turned out perfectly then, thanks Daddy," Rose exclaimed grabbing a spoon and taking a bite. "Yup, perfect, right Hugo?"
"Perfect," Hugo agreed as Rose handed him a spoon. Severus shook his head. At least they hadn't blown his kitchen up, he thought as he let them each eat a few bites of chocolate soup before taking the pan away.