Prompt: Jurassic Park
Word Count: 100
Breakfast passed amiably, although Severus proved remarkably adept at deflecting questions away from his personal life. The elves were clearing the table when he finally spoke of something else.
“Oh, by the by? I’ve submitted a supplementary budget request.” Severus stood. “We’re running low on supplies for the NEWTS class.”
“As long as there’s nothing poisonous,” said Minerva, savoring a last sip of tea.
“There’s nothing like that. Fwooper feathers, plimpy spines, amber with insects – “
“Amber – “ Minerva nearly dropped her cup. “Severus! You can’t be – “
But he had already left for his first class of the day.