honestly_ronald (honestly_ronald) wrote in contentious, @ 2008-09-02 14:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | * complete, hermione granger, ron weasley |
WHO: Hermione and Ron
WHEN: September 1, 2001, evening
WHERE: Rosemary Cottage, Hogsmeade, Scotland
WHAT: A typical evening at Rosemary Cottage.
RATING: TBD
STATUS: Private / Complete
So, cooking. Not particularly one of Hermione's strong suits. She'd decided to make baked chicken and green beans, thinking that there was no possible way that she could screw that up, as simple as it was. And so far it had gone well. The beans were finished with a warming charm on the covered bowl, and the chicken was baking in the oven.
Dragging her hand back through her hair, she sighed and pulled down the bottle of white wine she'd bought on her way home, placing it and two glasses on the table along with the place settings she'd put out. She couldn't help the small smile that crossed her face- it was nice, being able to cook for Ron like this and know that they could sit down to eat together at the end of the day. It was silly and cliche, but this was one time she could care less about that sort of thing.
Then a slightly acrid smell reached her nostrils, and her eyes widened.
"Shite. No, no, no, not the chicken," she muttered under her breath, running over to the stove and yanking it open. The chicken was black on the sides, which meant the bottom was too, and Hermione scowled at it, pulling it out and slamming it onto the stovetop.