Treacle tart harry potter babish12/15/2023 ![]() There was a trio of Chocolate Frogs, Spellotaped to a singing birthday greeting from his co-workers perched precariously to the very top of the pile. He looked at his full inbox and let out a sigh. He took another forkful of tart and washed it down with his tea. Making a mental note to send a thank you card to Molly, Harry returned to his workspace. The tart lemon juice and lemon zest used in both the crust and the filling helped to cut the cloying sweetness of the golden syrup, and the touch of black treacle tickled his taste buds. He cut himself a slice, and left the remainder for his co-workers to sample. Harry took the tart into the Child Protective Services - Department of Accidental Magic's miniscule kitchenette and set it beside the ever-full teapot and a haphazard collection of mugs. ![]() Molly sent me off with a full English breakfast, so there'd be no room." Arthur patted his slight paunch before hurrying off to his Misuse of Muggle Artifacts office on the floor above. I was too rushed for breakfast this morning, so this is perfect. No one made a treacle tart like Molly Weasley. ![]() He gazed down at the delicate egg-washed lattice crust of a treacle tart. Harry released the latch holding the basket's lid closed. "Molly's sent along a sweet to celebrate your day. He set the basket in the center of Harry's cluttered desk, careful to avoid knocking over the fresh mug of steaming hot tea or one of the many stacks of paper and rolls of parchment. "Happy birthday, Harry," Arthur Weasley said warmly as he stood at the opening of Harry's cubicle early in the morning, his overflowing satchel gripped tightly in one hand and a covered basket in the other. ![]()
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