[Fic] Cheese String (G) HP: Gen
Cheese String
Gen. HP
376 words.
The edge of the document Harry was reading tapped the outer side of his wrist as a gentle breeze passed through the park. He adjusted his glasses and squinted at the fine text sandwiched between two beefier passages but couldn't make out the words. Harry sighed, lowering the parchment to his stomach as he laid down in the grass and stared up at the sky. Clouds, buffed by the wind, made it across the wide expanse at a good pace.
James was off with Ron and Hermione for the weekend at the beach, and Lily was taking a nap with her mother at home to fight off a nasty cold she had managed to catch the week before. For such a nice day, the park was fairly empty.
All in all, it wasn't a bad Sunday afternoon.
"Oops."
Harry shaded his eyes with one hand and tilted his head toward the sheepish sounding voice. "Al? Are you all right?"
"Uh huh."
Lips curving into an amused grimace, Harry pushed himself back upright, letting the papers slide off of him into an unorganized pile on his lap. The wrapper from the cheese string he had given to Albus a few minutes before blew over his hand and behind his back, and really, he didn't need further proof that something had happened to his baby.
"Come here." Harry held out his hand for the two-year-old to take. Al scrambled to his feet and crossed the grass at a run, all but flinging himself into Harry's open arms. "Let me see what you did."
Harry tipped Al's head up with a deep frown. One that got Al to crack a toothy smile for him and showed him that there was nothing outwardly wrong. At least not with his face. Sighing, Harry reached up to brush his fingers through Al's dark hair and stopped after one good stroke with a grimace.
"Albus?"
"Um." Al's cheeks flushed bright pink, and the innocent smile he tried on fooled nobody. "No?"
Harry dislodged a few pieces of cheese from Al's hair with a gentle tug. He held them up in front of Al's eyes, unable to hide his own amusement behind his confused smile.
"How did you get cheese in your hair?"
Gen. HP
376 words.
The edge of the document Harry was reading tapped the outer side of his wrist as a gentle breeze passed through the park. He adjusted his glasses and squinted at the fine text sandwiched between two beefier passages but couldn't make out the words. Harry sighed, lowering the parchment to his stomach as he laid down in the grass and stared up at the sky. Clouds, buffed by the wind, made it across the wide expanse at a good pace.
James was off with Ron and Hermione for the weekend at the beach, and Lily was taking a nap with her mother at home to fight off a nasty cold she had managed to catch the week before. For such a nice day, the park was fairly empty.
All in all, it wasn't a bad Sunday afternoon.
"Oops."
Harry shaded his eyes with one hand and tilted his head toward the sheepish sounding voice. "Al? Are you all right?"
"Uh huh."
Lips curving into an amused grimace, Harry pushed himself back upright, letting the papers slide off of him into an unorganized pile on his lap. The wrapper from the cheese string he had given to Albus a few minutes before blew over his hand and behind his back, and really, he didn't need further proof that something had happened to his baby.
"Come here." Harry held out his hand for the two-year-old to take. Al scrambled to his feet and crossed the grass at a run, all but flinging himself into Harry's open arms. "Let me see what you did."
Harry tipped Al's head up with a deep frown. One that got Al to crack a toothy smile for him and showed him that there was nothing outwardly wrong. At least not with his face. Sighing, Harry reached up to brush his fingers through Al's dark hair and stopped after one good stroke with a grimace.
"Albus?"
"Um." Al's cheeks flushed bright pink, and the innocent smile he tried on fooled nobody. "No?"
Harry dislodged a few pieces of cheese from Al's hair with a gentle tug. He held them up in front of Al's eyes, unable to hide his own amusement behind his confused smile.
"How did you get cheese in your hair?"