Prompt: Edinburgh Fire Festival
Word Count: 100
Note: It’s also yet another Motherless Child ficlet, because I can’t seem to quit those two no matter how much I try. This one mainly concerns Severus’ Muggle relatives.
“That.” Severus stopped. He reread the pamphlet, this time noticing the cheerful note from Nymphadora asking if they wanted to make it a family date since some of her Muggle relatives were in town and she thought it would be a good substitute for May Day at St. Simon Magus. “That is not a bad idea. Easing Gemma’s husband idea into the idea that his daughter is a witch, that is.”
“Agreed. Should I owl Dora and say yes? Tickets evidently sell out quickly.”
“I think so.” Severus reached for Remus’ hands, head bowed in apology. “Sorry.”
“Accepted. Bed?”
“Yes.”