Dreadfully Verbose Disclaimer: What follows is a series of drabbles based in the Harry Potter Universe, which, incidentally, belongs to JK Rowling, along with everything contained in it. I will derive no real world profit from these stories save finally getting them out of my head.

Nota Bene: The inspiration for these drabbles comes from the Harry Potter Lexicon essay- Secrets of the Classlist by Diana Summers.

Drabblus Primus: Cigarette Smoke
There it was again. That elusive, infuriating scent. Her eyes scanned the shelves. When she found out who was smoking in her library, she would roast him. Set him on fire with his own filthy cigarettes. She rocketed between the shelves, searching. He stayed tantalizingly out of sight. It almost seemed as though he were a wisp of smoke, not just producing one. There, a glimpse of black robe. "Put that thing out, you--" She tripped, her foot catching the shelf with a deafening crack. Strong arms gripped her. A rough voice. "Leviosa." Eyes the color...of cigarette smoke.

This has been a drabble starring Lisa Turpin with Theo Nott.

Drabblus Secundus: Mandarin Red
She didn't care what Nainai said; it was just a dress robe. They lived in England anyway; it wasn't as though he...as though anyone would know what it meant. Because it didn't mean anything! It was just a dress! A red Chinese sheath dress. That looked just like.... It doesn't have a phoenix! Nainai was just getting old, too traditional. She fixed her hair with his Valentine's gift, a spessartine lily on a gilt comb. One last coat of lipstick. Outside the portrait hole, he held a morning star lily corsage. Nainai was right. It was a wedding dress.

This has been a drabble starring Su Li with her boyfriend.