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Baking a Cake
"Kiere, put that down--no, Sarah don--" Severus managed to say before the house exploded.

When the chaos had quieted to a dull roar and he could make out the white-covered shapes of his two daughters, Snape dared to breathe a sigh of relief. Sadly, the kitchen chose that moment to sneeze, not appreciating the flour that had managed to coat every single surface in it, and the three of them barely had time to duck before another explosion of cake batter and egg substitute rocked the room.

There was a moment of dead silence.

Kiere started to snicker, at first very softly and then with growing volume. Soon she was rolling around on the floor, gaining a new layer of batter and flour and making herself look like a breaded cutlet.

After another moment, Sarah started making small snuffling sounds like she was trying to control her own laughter and failing. When she finally caved, it was all Severus could manage to keep his face in its habitual scowl of contempt.

The way he figured, it wouldn't look very intimidating when he was covering in cake ingredients anyway.

Piano Lessons

"Straighter."

Draco drew his shoulders back further, ignoring the small popping sound his vertebrae made.

"You are not trying, are you, Draco?" his father asked menacingly. Draco trembled. "You enjoy mocking me with your inattention."

"N-no, father."

"Then do it properly. I will not have you making a fool of me and your family name in front of our guests."

"Y-yes, father. I'm sorry, father," said Draco.

"Now...let us begin again. Shoulders back, head tipped up, feet together."

The Very Meaning of Childish

“But I don't wanna."

"Why not? You look adorable," said Tulius, admiring Remus' costume--he felt the ears were a particularly nice touch.

"It's scratchy and itchy and it makes me look like a child!"

Remus proved the last point, stamping his foot with irritation and pouting.

"Oh, stop it. You're acting like a sullen puppy."

Said sullen puppy looked up, aggravated. His eyes flashed yellow and he bared his teeth in irritation. "I am not tame."

"A sullen cub, then," Tulius corrected, unfazed.

"Could a cub have fucked you through the mattress last night?" Remus asked, raising an eyebrow and narrowing his eyes.

"Well, there are benefits of youth."

"Oh, that's it," Remus growled, launching himself across the small space between Tulius and himself and pushing the other man down to the floor.

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