I do not own the Harry Potter or Anita Blake characters or universes. No profit is made from the story.Author's Notes:
This was written as a three minute fic challenge. Three minutes, three prompts.
Anita Blake looked dubiously at the broom that floated in front of her.
"We're going to ride that?"
Hermione Granger grinned at her, and Anita was shocked to find how young she looked when she smiled. Eyes glinting, Hermione held out her hand.
"I assure you Ms. Blake, this broom is not only sturdy, but is the best way to travel."
She paused, obviously trying to find a way to tempt her companion to get on the broom.
At just that moment, Anita's pager went off. Unclipping the pager, Anita looked at Hermione.
"Perhaps another time Ms. Granger. We've been called to another crime scene."
Suddenly serious again, Hermione nodded. "Let's go."