Harry tapped Severus knee as he stood up from the couch. "I'm going to go pop out back."
Severus looked up from his reading. "Really? Weren't you just out there two days ago?"
Harry shuffled his feet. "Yeah, but I feel bad if I don't say hello every day."
Severus rolled his eyes but didn't say anything as Harry left the room, sauntered through the kitchen and out the back door. He crossed the small yard to the shed in the back, recently home to gardening equipment that they never used. Said gardening tools were still scattered about the yard, as they still hadn't a place to put them now that she shed was.... occupied.
Dumbledore looked up when he opened the door, and the house of chocolate frog card that he had been building collapsed onto the cardboard table in a gust of wind.
"Hallo, Sir, how are you today?" Harry asked, sitting down opposite him and collecting the cards in his hands.
Dumbledore offered him a card of himself. "Uhhhhhghgggh."
Harry looked at the animated Dumbledore on the card and couldn't help but be wistful. He wondered if Albus recognized himself moving on the paper. Harry reached across the table to gather more cards and Dumbledore lunged for his arm.
"Hey! None of that," he admonished, and Dumbledore seemed to shrug before returning to the collection of wizard cards in front of them. For a split second Harry contemplated that they, flat and moving on pieces of paper, were more alive than the man in front of him ever would be again.
Zombie Dumbledore.
Harry tapped Severus knee as he stood up from the couch. "I'm going to go pop out back."
Severus looked up from his reading. "Really? Weren't you just out there two days ago?"
Harry shuffled his feet. "Yeah, but I feel bad if I don't say hello every day."
Severus rolled his eyes but didn't say anything as Harry left the room, sauntered through the kitchen and out the back door. He crossed the small yard to the shed in the back, recently home to gardening equipment that they never used. Said gardening tools were still scattered about the yard, as they still hadn't a place to put them now that she shed was.... occupied.
Dumbledore looked up when he opened the door, and the house of chocolate frog card that he had been building collapsed onto the cardboard table in a gust of wind.
"Hallo, Sir, how are you today?" Harry asked, sitting down opposite him and collecting the cards in his hands.
Dumbledore offered him a card of himself. "Uhhhhhghgggh."
Harry looked at the animated Dumbledore on the card and couldn't help but be wistful. He wondered if Albus recognized himself moving on the paper. Harry reached across the table to gather more cards and Dumbledore lunged for his arm.
"Hey! None of that," he admonished, and Dumbledore seemed to shrug before returning to the collection of wizard cards in front of them. For a split second Harry contemplated that they, flat and moving on pieces of paper, were more alive than the man in front of him ever would be again.