Prompt: Titanic
Word Count: 100
Minerva could not help staring. “A friend? Severus. Were you on a date?”
“Of course not.” Severus, clearly flustered, shook his head, then scowled again at the poster for Titanic. “She’s a colleague from the Royal and Ancient Society of Apothecaries, nothing more.”
“I see.” Minerva signaled to the elves, who quietly vanished. “Severus, there’s no shame in getting to know someone on a personal level, or in moving on with one’s life. The war is over, you know.”
“I never would have guessed.” Severus rubbed at the scars on his neck. “My friend agreed with me about the film.”