And the very, VERY belated
exchange_bingo gift will be forthcoming soon. The muse appears to be back. :)
This was the prompt from the darling Shiv:
Oooh how about Severus has heard that blonds have more fun, so he has a bit of an experiment. What does Hermione think about it all?So, without further ado (and with the understanding that this is not betaed!) I present:
Birthday Surprises“Severus?” The irritation in Lucius’ voice was audible through the closed bathroom door. “You are usually ready hours before me—are you quite well, old boy?”
Severus scowled. “I suppose that depends on your definition of ‘well’.”
“You know I hate it when you talk in riddles.” Lucius’ voice had gone from irritation to petulance. “Hermione will be here in less than an hour. We did promise her a birthday she’d never forget.”
Severus muttered to himself. “No worries in that department”.
“Severus Snape, do not force me to blast this door open. They are so very expensive to replace.”
“Fine, come in if you must.” Snape faced the door, crossed his arms and leaned a hip against the vanity.
“Good god, man! What have you done?”
“It is blindingly obvious.” Snape’s mouth twitched up at one side. “Close your mouth, Lucius. You look like one of the koi in the pond.”
Lucius snapped his mouth shut, raised his eyebrows and gestured in Severus’ direction. The power of speech seemed to have been shocked out of him.
Severus turned to face the mirror, which had the good sense to keep its opinions to itself. His own reflection was still a bit of a surprise. “I have been hearing for years, especially from you, that blonds have more fun.” He shrugged. “So, I decided to have a bit of an experiment.” Lucius stood behind him and their eyes met in the reflection.
“Well? What do you think?”
The other man seemed to be mostly over his initial shock. He pursed his lips and examined his friend critically. “It is a bit disconcerting at first glance. But overall, I have to say, it doesn’t look that bad.”
“Should I change it back?”
“No.”
Both wizards whipped their heads toward the door at the sound of Hermione’s voice.
“Merlin’s sacred balls!”
“I don’t believe it!”
Hermione grinned as she looked from Severus to Lucius and back again.
Her hair fell in waves of golden blonde across her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled. “You gentlemen promised me a birthday I’ll never forget. Shall we get on with the celebration?”