A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Insane Prompt challenge:
368: Action - complaining
Word count: 308
Hermione stretched, her neck making a soft popping noise.
"That can not be normal," her companion stated. She glared at him.
"It is when I've been sitting here for nearly an hour listening to this inane babble."
"That inane babble is the latest in potion theory, Miss Granger."
"I know that, sir, but compared to you, this speaker is an idiot. Thrice he's misspoken about the brewing process," she commented dryly. He smirked. She was right, of course, the speaker was an idiot.
"Remind me why you're not speaking this year, sir?"
"Because, I have nothing new to offer at the moment."
"Only because you never finished the research paper you were supposed to be working on," she retorted.
"I would have finished it if I hadn't been distracted Miss Granger." She smiled leaning her head against his shoulder.
"Maybe next year we can present the research together," she whispered in his ear.
"Miss Granger." She sat up and turned her attention back to the front of the room. "I highly doubt our research will yield a result in time for the conference next year. There will be set backs."
"I know sir, but just think...us on that stage, presenting our potion, as colleagues," she sighed softly. She leaned over and touched her lips to his ear.
"Miss Granger, we both know we'll be more than colleagues by this point next year, especially if you keep that up," he commented.
"Hmm, are we honestly expected to sit through this entire presentation?" she asked. Severus shook his head.
"No, we are not required, but it is expected. However...I highly doubt anyone would notice if I were to leave. As my apprentice, you would be required to follow me..." She nodded as he stood. The pair slipped from the hall and back to their room neither one thinking about potions.