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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
2,099
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Spicy Food
Disclaimer: I do not own Snape, Hogwarts, Harry Potter, or any of the related stuff \'n things. The character of Adrian Maraschino and the plot of this fic are my own invention, however. I have no affiliation with J. K. Rowling or Warner Bros. (Or, haven\'t you heard, they\'re hiring amateur porn writers now!)
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Hogwarts, Snape’s Office. 9:00 p.m. November 3.
When Adrian burst in, she was already talking. “Well, I hope you’re happy, Professor Snape, because my back is sore, my hair is fried, I’m utterly starving, and I’ll have you know--”
”I missed dinner, too, you know,” the Potions Master snapped. “So cease your self-obsessed prattle.”
A bit taken aback, Adrian cast her gaze to the side. And that’s when she noticed a table in the corner of his office, set with a small dinner for one.
“What’s that?” she said at once, pointing. “Is that yours? You know, it doesn’t count as missing dinner if you have dinner brought to you--“
”No, it’s not mine,” Snape said through gritted teeth. He paused for just a slight moment. “...It’s yours.”
Adrian blinked her large icy eyes. “What?”
“It’s your dinner, if you want it, Miss Maraschino. I realized it may be somewhat... against protocol to keep a student from a meal. So I took the liberty of asking the house-elves to bring you dinner here.”
Was this an apology?
Adrian’s stomach growled as the tempting aromas reached her nose. Something in the back of her mind protested that it was just weird to eat dinner in Snape’s office, but she was too hungry to resist. She walked over to the table and calmly seated herself at the straight-backed chair.
She dubiously eyed the food. There was pumpkin juice to drink, and to eat, there were a variety of things piled on her plate. Some kind of casserole, vegetables, a slice of cherry pie for dessert, and a large baked potato heaped with sour cream, cheese, chives, and some sort of reddish spice.
There were even a few condiments set out-- salt, pepper, paprika... and what was this? Hiding behind these was another shaker, filled with something almost the same color as the paprika. “What’s this?” she asked, holding it up for Snape to see.
Was it just the dim light, or did his face suddenly go a bit paler? “That’s... cayenne pepper.”
“Really?” Her face brightened. “I love cayenne pepper!”
“Um... There’s already some on that potato,” he said hastily. “You really don’t need any more.”
“Yes I do,” she answered at once. She proceeded to sprinkle the pepper liberally over everything on her plate, even a little bit on the pie. “Spicy food is my favorite.”
Snape buried his face in his hands as Adrian dug into the food.
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Notes: He\'s in over his head now. Okay, the next chapter is where stuff actually happens! Hmmm. If you give me proof that you actually read this whole fic up to this point, and you aren\'t just waiting around for the smut, then I\'ll reward you. You\'ll... uh... have my eternal gratitude. ^_^ Anyway. The chapter you actually care about is coming soon!
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Hogwarts, Snape’s Office. 9:00 p.m. November 3.
When Adrian burst in, she was already talking. “Well, I hope you’re happy, Professor Snape, because my back is sore, my hair is fried, I’m utterly starving, and I’ll have you know--”
”I missed dinner, too, you know,” the Potions Master snapped. “So cease your self-obsessed prattle.”
A bit taken aback, Adrian cast her gaze to the side. And that’s when she noticed a table in the corner of his office, set with a small dinner for one.
“What’s that?” she said at once, pointing. “Is that yours? You know, it doesn’t count as missing dinner if you have dinner brought to you--“
”No, it’s not mine,” Snape said through gritted teeth. He paused for just a slight moment. “...It’s yours.”
Adrian blinked her large icy eyes. “What?”
“It’s your dinner, if you want it, Miss Maraschino. I realized it may be somewhat... against protocol to keep a student from a meal. So I took the liberty of asking the house-elves to bring you dinner here.”
Was this an apology?
Adrian’s stomach growled as the tempting aromas reached her nose. Something in the back of her mind protested that it was just weird to eat dinner in Snape’s office, but she was too hungry to resist. She walked over to the table and calmly seated herself at the straight-backed chair.
She dubiously eyed the food. There was pumpkin juice to drink, and to eat, there were a variety of things piled on her plate. Some kind of casserole, vegetables, a slice of cherry pie for dessert, and a large baked potato heaped with sour cream, cheese, chives, and some sort of reddish spice.
There were even a few condiments set out-- salt, pepper, paprika... and what was this? Hiding behind these was another shaker, filled with something almost the same color as the paprika. “What’s this?” she asked, holding it up for Snape to see.
Was it just the dim light, or did his face suddenly go a bit paler? “That’s... cayenne pepper.”
“Really?” Her face brightened. “I love cayenne pepper!”
“Um... There’s already some on that potato,” he said hastily. “You really don’t need any more.”
“Yes I do,” she answered at once. She proceeded to sprinkle the pepper liberally over everything on her plate, even a little bit on the pie. “Spicy food is my favorite.”
Snape buried his face in his hands as Adrian dug into the food.
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Notes: He\'s in over his head now. Okay, the next chapter is where stuff actually happens! Hmmm. If you give me proof that you actually read this whole fic up to this point, and you aren\'t just waiting around for the smut, then I\'ll reward you. You\'ll... uh... have my eternal gratitude. ^_^ Anyway. The chapter you actually care about is coming soon!