Sitting on the couch in the living room. We've had dinner. And I've been reading for the past hour while He's been Marking. I've made it to chapter 5 In the book I got with Ginny. Mmm Cookies. I thought it was very unrelated to the book. But boy, I want Cookies now. I snapped my book closed... Much louder than I thought because Snape looked up at me for a short moment with an eyebrow raised. He didn't say anything, however.
I stood quickly and walked to the kitchen. "In the mood for Cookies?" I asked with a Hop Skip and a jump into the kitchen. I set the Oven to 375. I started pulling Ingredients out and placing them next to the mixing bowl. I heard heavy footsteps behind me.
"Why the sudden urge for cookies?" he asked, leaning against the doorway.
"Why not?" I Said Happily. "Want to help?" I fully expected him to say no.
I was completely unprepared when he said "Why not"
My mouth dropped slightly at him saying yes. "Okay. Well, um then can you get two eggs out of the fridge?" He did so and went to hand me the eggs. I simply pointed to the counter telling him with no words to put the eggs on the counter. "Alright we need 2 and ½ cups of flour. Can you get started on that?"
"Sure." He opened the Flour and grabbed a Dry Measuring cup of one cup. He put the Cup into the flour and Scooped Willy-nilly.
"WOAHHH! Woah! Wait. Not like that." I said stopping him and pouring the flour back into the container.
"I teach Potion making for a living Mae. I think I can handle scooping some Flour." he said Rolling his eyes.
"Sir Kindly. You wouldn't cut up the sopophorous bean when Brewing the Draught of Living Death? No, You Crush it with the blade."
"Where is this going?"
"Although Potion making and Cooking are very different. They are both Complicated, In different ways."
"Okay I think I understand better now. Show me how to do it properly then."
I nodded at him understanding now. And I approached him. I Put a Spoon into his hand. I put my hands on his and guided him how to scoop the flour properly. "You don't want to Just pack it in, or you could have Dry cookies. Or Cake or whatever you're making. You want it to Be airy. Most Bakers know it's about 4 oz per cup. When a recipe calls for 2 cups of flour it's not asking for 10 to 12 oz of flour. It's asking for 8 to 9 oz of flour."
"I see. Do go on." he said he sounded Genuinely interested. It surprised me. My hands were still on his. As I helped him scoop the second cup.
"Try scooping the ½ cup by yourself." I said suddenly getting self-conscious of how close I was to him. And I let him go Quickly. Turning around and measuring something else.
After a few other ingredients in the bowl, we got to eggs. "What's next?" he asked me
"Eggs. Go ahead and Crack one open."
He went to crack it into the bowl with the other ingredients already in it. "Wait!"
"What now?" he paused
"Crack the eggs in a separate bowl. That way if the egg is Wrong in some way. Like a Double Yoke. or no yoke. Or it could be Partly Developed. All of which would ruin the rest of the batter, and we would have to start over." I started yet another rant on how to measure things correctly. "Another plus of cracking them in a separate bowl is that if there are any eggshells it's easier to get them out." I cracked one egg and handed the other to Se- Snape.... To crack.
We finished the rest of the batter and scooped the batter onto the first pan of the batch. "Is that all then?" he asked, and I could Swear there was a little smile on his face.
"Now they bake... You can sit down now if you want. I can take care of the rest." I smiled and started wiping down the counters to clean up the small... Well, a slightly bigger mess with the help of my Husband.
"Very well. I can't wait to Try them then." he said then stood standing still for a moment before slowly turning around.
~30 Minutes later~
The final pan out of the oven I plated some onto a Nice Plate. Then plated some on a smaller plate with a glass of milk. I took the small plate to Snape with a smile. Then headed back to the kitchen to grab the bigger plate. And made my way to the fireplace. "Where are you going?"
"I'm Going to see some family."
"I thought you weren't talking to your father?"
"I'm not." I said Quickly at the thought of my father.
"Then who?"
"My Brother." I said with a smile.
"Wh- You have a brother?"
"Draco Malfoy."
"How are you related to the Malfoys?"
"I'm not. At least not by blood."
"What do you mean?"
"I basically grew up with Draco. I spent the last 3 Summers holidays among other times out of school with the Malfoys."
"I see."
"Yup."
"Have fun with your "Family" then Mae" he smiled I smiled back and stepped into the fireplace.
"Enjoy the Cookies," I said Happily. "OH, and one last thing... I'm sleeping over there tonight... Just so you know." I Threw some floo powder down and left for the Malfoys after he gave me a quick nod of understanding.
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