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Deathly Hallows never happened, as far as this drabble is concerned. Snape's busy being a spy for the Order, and Kingsley's busy keeping an eye on the PM, mostly.
Kingsley Shacklebolt dropped into the chair opposite his contact, the sneer on his face worthy of its recipient. He leaned across the table to whisper, "Why here, Snape?"
"Would most wizards look for me at a Muggle establishment? Particularly one as vulgarly commercial as this one?" He gestured at the sign above their heads, which depicted a green siren with long, flowing hair.
Kingsley conceded the point.
"Excuse me a moment." Snape rose and approached the counter, presumably to place an order.
Kingsley couldn't hear the words that were exchanged when the cashier handed Snape a cardboard cup, but they earned an emphatic shake of Snape's head and a twitch of his free hand toward his wand.
The man was scowling, grinding his teeth when he returned.
"Degenerate. When I told him I didn't need room for cream, he asked if I take my coffee as I prefer my… companions."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Strong and black."
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Date: 2007-07-30 03:24 am (UTC)I love it! Thank you so much! One of my friends uses that metaphor occasionally, and most recently, last night, so your timing is impeccable.
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Date: 2007-07-30 12:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-30 01:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-30 03:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-30 12:17 pm (UTC)Heh. Thanks! :)
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Date: 2007-07-30 04:52 am (UTC)Excellent.
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Date: 2007-07-30 12:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-30 05:44 am (UTC)The worst coffee I ever had was at a Starbucks in London. Ran in there to escape the rain. Sheesh.
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Date: 2007-07-30 12:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-01 07:32 pm (UTC)