Mother Dearest

Hermione ducked into the small alcove and shook the rain from her face. Her curls were sticking to her cheeks and her coat was shimmering with the raindrops. She looked up at the sign swinging in the wind. Well, this was the place her mother had been raving about.

Hermione opened the door and a small bell chimed as she entered. The place smelled divine; aromas of powdered cocoa, roasted nuts, and something really sweet that Hermione couldn't place.

Slowly, Hermione made her way over to the glass counter and started looking for the perfect something for her mother's birthday.

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A/N: Happy Birthday, Severus! And yes, my dear readers, this fic is actually complete. I will have the whole story posted in the next week or so.