[completed; drabble] She sticks her tongue out, aiming for a laugh...and I oblige.
From the Unofficial Portkey Archive: https://portkey-archive.org/story/3654/
Rating: G
Title: Half-Empty
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters, settings, and situations created and owned by J.K. Rowling as published by, including and not limited, to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. The use of these characters and settings is for entertainment purposes only; no infringement is intended or should be inferred. Additionally, locations in and around the United Kingdom are used as a basis for "historical reality" or in a purely fictitious manner.
Spoiler Alert: Nothing, really…
Summary: She sticks her tongue out, aiming for a laugh…and I oblige.
Pairings: Harry/Hermione
Author's Notes: I blame RONIN10 for this and you can too. At least this is a drabble. Haven’t written one of these in…eight years. Good grief.
‘Tis a trifle. Drabbles usually are. ^.^ For you and thanks to you, CAS…
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HALF-EMPTY
[] OR, HALF-FULL, BUT I’M NOT AN OPTIMIST
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The coffee is quite bitter. It helps the anger, resentment, frustration go down better, disguise their pungent taste. I feel her watching.
Hermione smacks her lips, making a face. “Irony.” She sticks her tongue out, aiming for a laugh...and I oblige.
“Tastes bitter, doesn’t it? Almost metallic.”
She puts a finger to her lips. “Reminds me of burnt coffee.”
I scrunch my nose. “Coffee? You didn’t like it before...I would’ve said it reminded me of...”
“...Firewhiskey. There you go with your drinks again,” she sighs.
Oh, Merlin, I love her...she knows when to distract me from myself.