Word Count:100 Rating: PG for language Challenge: #33: Cooking
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Notes: Okay, it’s more baking, but assume that Harry destroyed cooked dinner as well.
“Goddamn it!”
Severus entered the kitchen, alarmed, to find Harry hacking viciously at a cake pan with a spoon. Some large chunks of cake resisted the assault; the bulk sat, maimed, on the tabletop.
Harry caught Severus surveying the carnage just as a jittering pot on the stove began to boil over.
“Well?" Harry demanded. “Happy fucking anniversary,” he muttered, and burst into tears.
“Oh, Harry.” Severus folded Harry in his arms and tried not to laugh.
“I’ll take you out. Make it up to you,” Harry sniffed.
“Or . . . we can order in—and I’ll make it up to you.”