Prompt: Dessert
Dessert
Words: 100
AN: school holidays + daytime TV (Supernanny US!) = this weeks drabble :D
“If you won’t eat those vegetables, you don’t get any dessert.”
Ginny was firm and she meant business. Her voice was downright scary at times and her scowl was justlike her mother’s - scary.
Harry just wished she was chastising one of their children, who had already cleared their plates, broccoli included and were gazing at the treacle tart in the kitchen.
Harry sighed inaudibly as Ginny raised her eyebrows expectantly. He was thirty years old for crying out loud - surely he should be able to choose his meals.
Oh well, he thought. The treacle tart was worth it.