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Title: Guilty Secret, I
Challenge: like a hurricane
Word Count: 100
Note: this is set about two months after New York Minute</i>.
"Remus?"
Remus did not look up from the oven. "Half a mo', love. Need to finish basting." It was the first time he'd actually dared to cook dinner for them in his tiny bed-sitter, and he wanted the recipe to come out perfectly.
"Basting?"
"Chicken with that sauce we learned at Ligeia Dawson's school." Remus could not help a chuckle. "Remember, the one where she told you to stop licking the spoon and cook?"
"Ah, yes." Severus paused until Remus finished basting. "That doesn't explain why you own a copy of Love at First Sting."
Remus dropped the basting spoon.
Challenge: like a hurricane
Word Count: 100
Note: this is set about two months after New York Minute</i>.
"Remus?"
Remus did not look up from the oven. "Half a mo', love. Need to finish basting." It was the first time he'd actually dared to cook dinner for them in his tiny bed-sitter, and he wanted the recipe to come out perfectly.
"Basting?"
"Chicken with that sauce we learned at Ligeia Dawson's school." Remus could not help a chuckle. "Remember, the one where she told you to stop licking the spoon and cook?"
"Ah, yes." Severus paused until Remus finished basting. "That doesn't explain why you own a copy of Love at First Sting."
Remus dropped the basting spoon.