Disclaimer: "Harry Potter" is the property of J.K. Rowling. This was written for the LJ community Romancing the Wizard's holiday drabble challenge -- prompt, "icy windows."
She always managed to burn the mince pies. Alicia threw open one of the icy windows in the kitchen to let out the smoke and smell of burnt pastry, then leaned against the counter, blowing a piece of hair out of her face in frustration.
"Sorry," she told Oliver as he wandered into the kitchen. "You'd think I could get these right."
He chuckled and put an arm around her shoulders. "Don't worry. I'm used to it by now." After a quick kiss, he straightened and pointed out with a grin, "Besides, the inevitable soot on your face is endearing."