Fic: Introspection
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alisanneTitle: Introspection
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, (Severus Snape/Harry Potter).
Word Count: 440
Warnings: None.
Summary: Harry's alone with his thoughts.
A/N: Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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adventdrabbles' prompt # 25: Candy Canes. This is part 24 of my How Harry Claimed Severus series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s):torino10154.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Introspection
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Once he arrives home, Harry takes a shower, relaxing under the warm water. Afterwards, clean and dry, he walks into the kitchen and makes himself a sandwich.
Taking it into the living room, he settles on the sofa and eats while flipping through one of James’ Quidditch mags.
The house is silent, but far from being unnerving it’s…comforting.
Once he’s finished eating, he takes his dirty dish into the kitchen and cleans it, all the while staring out the kitchen window. It’s dusk, the light beginning to fade as the sun sets.
Changing into a simple green jumper and jeans, Harry eyes the stash of extra sweets that didn’t make it into the children’s stockings. Snagging a candy cane, he sucks on it, humming.
When the Floo flares, he walks over and looks in, unsurprised to see Hermione. “Hey.”
“Hey, there. We haven’t heard from you in a few days, so I thought I’d check in.” Her eyes narrow as she studies his face. “Something’s happened, hasn’t it? Tell me.”
“I should have known you’re be able to tell right away.” Chuckling, Harry tells her all that’s happened, even telling her about meeting St Nicholas.
“You mean Santa is real?”
Harry laughs. “And now I don’t feel so bad about not knowing.”
Hermione shakes her head. “Honestly, there needs to be a primer for those of us who didn’t grow up in the magical world.”
“Maybe you should write one,” suggests Harry.
“What, in my spare time?” Despite her sarcasm, she looks intrigued by the idea.
Harry shrugs. “Who better? Anyway, I’m fine.”
“Since the kids are with Molly, you’re welcome to come over for dinner. Or pudding. I don’t like to think of you alone.”
Harry coughs. “I won’t be. I already have plans to visit Severus tonight.”
“Ah.” Hermione’s eyebrow shoots up. “Things are serious, are they?” Something on Harry’s face must confirm that because she blinks, then nods. “Well, maybe you need to bring him around for dinner sometime.”
“Maybe in the new year?” Harry suggests. “The holidays are a busy time.”
“Fair enough. Although we will see you for Christmas at the Burrow, yes?”
“Absolutely.” Harry smiles. “Severus is coming, too.”
“That should prove…interesting.” Hermione looks behind her. “No, Rosie! What did I tell you about pulling Crookshanks’ tail? Leave him alone!”
“You sound busy,” says Harry. “Go take care of your family and I’ll see you at Christmas.”
“All right.” Hermione searches his face. “And Harry? It’s good to see you happy again.”
Once she closes the Floo, Harry sits back on his heels and exhales. It’s good to feel happy again.
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Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, (Severus Snape/Harry Potter).
Word Count: 440
Warnings: None.
Summary: Harry's alone with his thoughts.
A/N: Written for
adventdrabbles/adventdrabbles' prompt # 25: Candy Canes. This is part 24 of my How Harry Claimed Severus series (LJ/IJ/DW).Beta(s):
torino10154.Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Introspection
~
Once he arrives home, Harry takes a shower, relaxing under the warm water. Afterwards, clean and dry, he walks into the kitchen and makes himself a sandwich.
Taking it into the living room, he settles on the sofa and eats while flipping through one of James’ Quidditch mags.
The house is silent, but far from being unnerving it’s…comforting.
Once he’s finished eating, he takes his dirty dish into the kitchen and cleans it, all the while staring out the kitchen window. It’s dusk, the light beginning to fade as the sun sets.
Changing into a simple green jumper and jeans, Harry eyes the stash of extra sweets that didn’t make it into the children’s stockings. Snagging a candy cane, he sucks on it, humming.
When the Floo flares, he walks over and looks in, unsurprised to see Hermione. “Hey.”
“Hey, there. We haven’t heard from you in a few days, so I thought I’d check in.” Her eyes narrow as she studies his face. “Something’s happened, hasn’t it? Tell me.”
“I should have known you’re be able to tell right away.” Chuckling, Harry tells her all that’s happened, even telling her about meeting St Nicholas.
“You mean Santa is real?”
Harry laughs. “And now I don’t feel so bad about not knowing.”
Hermione shakes her head. “Honestly, there needs to be a primer for those of us who didn’t grow up in the magical world.”
“Maybe you should write one,” suggests Harry.
“What, in my spare time?” Despite her sarcasm, she looks intrigued by the idea.
Harry shrugs. “Who better? Anyway, I’m fine.”
“Since the kids are with Molly, you’re welcome to come over for dinner. Or pudding. I don’t like to think of you alone.”
Harry coughs. “I won’t be. I already have plans to visit Severus tonight.”
“Ah.” Hermione’s eyebrow shoots up. “Things are serious, are they?” Something on Harry’s face must confirm that because she blinks, then nods. “Well, maybe you need to bring him around for dinner sometime.”
“Maybe in the new year?” Harry suggests. “The holidays are a busy time.”
“Fair enough. Although we will see you for Christmas at the Burrow, yes?”
“Absolutely.” Harry smiles. “Severus is coming, too.”
“That should prove…interesting.” Hermione looks behind her. “No, Rosie! What did I tell you about pulling Crookshanks’ tail? Leave him alone!”
“You sound busy,” says Harry. “Go take care of your family and I’ll see you at Christmas.”
“All right.” Hermione searches his face. “And Harry? It’s good to see you happy again.”
Once she closes the Floo, Harry sits back on his heels and exhales. It’s good to feel happy again.
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Date: 2019-01-01 02:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-01-02 02:43 am (UTC)Thanks, hon!