Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Kingsley Shacklebolt/Rosmerta Clearwater
Warnings: alternate universe; het; and alcohol and drunk characters
Prompts: (Pairing) Kingsley/Rosmerta; (Word) Flap; and (Length) 328 words to 348 words

We Found Love
131. Go Your Own Way

Dropping into the empty barstool, Kingsley couldn't remember the last time he felt this exhausted. It was a long and tiring day – had been for months. All he wanted was a good meal, a strong drink, and a comfortable bed where he could sleep for a few days. Unfortunately, he would only get a few hours.

"–not that hard, ya know?" stated a drunk man with oil hair and small dark eyes.

"Hear ya, mate," agreed one his companions, a man with blonde hair and a dark beard. "How 'ong can it take to rebuild a school?"

That sense of tiredness grew. The reconstruction of Hogwarts was taking longer than expected. Originally, it was estimated to take six months. They were approaching eleven months. The hope was to have everything complete in time for the first anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts in May. That was only a few short weeks away.

"Me daughter is devastated," the first man said, shaking his head. "She be eleven in a few days, and I tell she won't be attending Hogwarts next year."

His companions nodded.

"Not like it's hard," added another companion, this one had a large potbelly and small nose. "We gots magic."

"What are ya flapping your gums about?" demanded Rosmerta as she approached the group. Her hands were on her hips and she glaring at them.

"Noth'n, Rosmerta," the first man slurred. "Just talkin' 'bout 'Ogwarts."

"That's not what I'm hearing," she stated, glaring at the group. "I'll be sending Minerva an owl, adding your names to the registry."

"What reg'ry?" asked the third man, confused.

"The work detail, of course," Rosmerta explained with a wide smile that displayed her teeth.

"We can't be doin' 'at," the second man said.

"Why not?"

"We gots 'mport'nt things to be doin'."

"Nonsense, Gilbert, you lot've been in here since ten."

There was a series of protests.

"Minerva will be expecting you at nine tomorrow." Without another, Rosmerta walked away from the group.

She stopped in front of Kingsley with a frown. "You need to take a day, Kings," she told him, placing a hand on top of his.

"I will," he promised, watching she ran her fingers over the wedding ring on his hand. Her matching band seemed to sparkle.

Count: 348

This was written for

200 Different Pairings Challenge
047: Kingsley/Rosmerta

The Album Drabble Challenge
Song: "Go Your Own Way" by Fleetwood Mac (3:38) from Fleetwood Mac – Write a drabble between 328 words and 348 words.

Character Boot Camp: Character Diversity
47. Flap