Title: Waiting
Pairings: Cedric/Hermione
Summary: He just couldn't understand what was taking so long.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I can only dream it's mine but we all know it belongs to JK Rowling.
Warning: None but it's for 15minuteficlets

Some days, he doesn't mind waiting around but today just wasn't those days. Today he just sat there, drumming his fingers on the arm of the chair with his chin in his other propped up hand. Why was it that today of all days she was late and he had to wait? He doesn't like being late either and now was not the time to be late! What was taking her so long to get ready anyways? Why couldn't they have woken up three hours earlier? Hearing the footsteps come down the stairs, he hopped off the stool and stood by the counter with a mild glare as she came in.

"What took you so long?" he asked with impatience.

"Now you know better to than to talk to me that way," she admonished him.

"But we're going to be late and I'm going to miss the first bell!" he whined.

"Teddy we're at least 15 minutes early and Cedric don't you dare laugh, I can see the Prophet shaking," Hermione scolded with pursed lips.

"But Mummy it's the first day of kindergarten and I want to get there first!" Teddy said with irritation.

"All right. I'm ready now, let's go."

Watching Hermione take their son's hand and out the back door, Cedric couldn't help but think that as much as Teddy looked like him, he was also very much like Hermione. Getting up and putting the dishes in the sink, he looked out the window to see Teddy get into the car but found Hermione no where in sight when he heard her from behind.

"I forgot something."

Reaching over, she grabbed her bag and keys from the table before coming over to him and kissing him 'goodbye'. Grabbing some Floo, Cedric was about to leave for Hogwarts when he heard the back door open and she called for him in the kitchen. Going back to the kitchen, he saw her pointing to the sink.

"It's your turn to do the dishes," she reminded him rushing back outside as they heard Teddy honk the horn.

Looking at the pile of messy dishes, Cedric grabbed an apron and sponge. Now he's going to be late for work... not that his students mind.