Drabble: Private Decor
Oct. 28th, 2008 05:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alisanneTitle: Private Decor
Author:![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
alisanne
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Another written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
snarry100's challenge: #133: Art. Based on When All is Said and Done by jin_fenghuang
Warning(s): None.
A/N: Sorry for the spammage, but I really love thesnarry_games art. *g*
Beta:sevfan
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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Private Decor
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“Deanna, what are you doing?”
Deanna giggled as Ginny lifted her up. “Mama, pictures,” she said, pointing towards the dresser.
“You shouldn’t be looking through Uncle Harry and Uncle Severus’ things, sweetie,” she scolded. “This is their bedroom and it’s private.”
“But they’re hugging!”
Ginny leaned closer to the photo her daughter was staring at, turning bright red as she recognized what was being depicted. “Oh!” Spinning, she marched out of the room, shutting the door firmly behind her.
“Shameless,” she hissed at Harry as she swept past.
Severus smirked after her. “Apparently our decor doesn’t meet with her approval.”
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Author:
alisanneWord Count: 100
Rating: PG
Another written for
snarry100's challenge: #133: Art. Based on When All is Said and Done by jin_fenghuangWarning(s): None.
A/N: Sorry for the spammage, but I really love the
snarry_games art. *g*Beta:
sevfanDisclaimer: 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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Private Decor
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“Deanna, what are you doing?”
Deanna giggled as Ginny lifted her up. “Mama, pictures,” she said, pointing towards the dresser.
“You shouldn’t be looking through Uncle Harry and Uncle Severus’ things, sweetie,” she scolded. “This is their bedroom and it’s private.”
“But they’re hugging!”
Ginny leaned closer to the photo her daughter was staring at, turning bright red as she recognized what was being depicted. “Oh!” Spinning, she marched out of the room, shutting the door firmly behind her.
“Shameless,” she hissed at Harry as she swept past.
Severus smirked after her. “Apparently our decor doesn’t meet with her approval.”
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