Title: The Cold Nipping at Her Neck
Pairing: Hermione/Severus
Rating: G
Words: 100
Challenges: 100 words: Frozen
Hermione pulled her scarf a little tighter around her neck in an attempt to keep the freezing wind from nipping at her neck. It still amazed her that however powerful their magic was they were still at the mercy of the elements. Yes, she could cast a warming charm over herself, but she could not stop the snow from coming anymore then she could stop death. She glared at the frosty landscape and continued to trudge towards the lake. It was not the spot she would've chosen for a meeting, rubbing her hands; anxiously she wondered what she would find.
Title: It's all in the Delivery Pairing: Hermione/Severus Rating: G Words: 100 Challenges: 100 words: Frozen
He didn't look cold, but why would he? He was good at hiding things. Hermione mused. She hadn't seen him since August and their fight. It hadn't been pretty. He said things she could never forgive, and she was sure she had done the same for him. She almost turned around and left. It was just too soon. It would always be too soon. He didn't turn around as she approached. His posture was stiff, but that wasn't really a surprise, as he never relaxed. "What do you want?" He turned and glared; his mouth pinched, angry. "I missed you."
Hermione pulled her scarf a little tighter around her neck in an attempt to keep the freezing wind from nipping at her neck. It still amazed her that however powerful their magic was they were still at the mercy of the elements. Yes, she could cast a warming charm over herself, but she could not stop the snow from coming anymore then she could stop death. She glared at the frosty landscape and continued to trudge towards the lake. It was not the spot she would've chosen for a meeting, rubbing her hands; anxiously she wondered what she would find.
Title: It's all in the Delivery Pairing: Hermione/Severus Rating: G Words: 100 Challenges: 100 words: Frozen
He didn't look cold, but why would he? He was good at hiding things. Hermione mused. She hadn't seen him since August and their fight. It hadn't been pretty. He said things she could never forgive, and she was sure she had done the same for him. She almost turned around and left. It was just too soon. It would always be too soon. He didn't turn around as she approached. His posture was stiff, but that wasn't really a surprise, as he never relaxed. "What do you want?" He turned and glared; his mouth pinched, angry. "I missed you."