Challenge: Resolution: Find new job
Word Count: 100
“I know what you're doing,” said Harry Potter, plopping into the seat opposite Severus as he opened his mail.
Severus thought of an afternoon he'd spent playing jackstones with little Petunia Evans. “I am reading my private correspondence.”
“That - “ Potter recoiled. Severus recalled a particularly interesting experiment that involved pithing flobberworms, and the annoying git went white. “That wasn't - I meant - “
“Something that is none of your business.” Severus tucked a letter confirming an interview into his robes. “Don't you have a class to teach?”
“Uh. Yeah,” said Potter, and left.