A/N:: If I had any claim to any characters or intellectual properties within, I would not be leaving for both a full-time and part-time job in a few minutes.
This is my short and quick answer to the Granger/Snape100 Morning Married Challenge.
Lush, green, the smell of earth.
Cool ground below her bare feet. She steps from the forest into the meadow. Her sheer robe catches on a thorny vine, leaving a slight tear in the gossamer fabric. She does not notice; she has a goal.
He waits for her, his dark figure hidden by the pre-dawn. The thick grass, covered in dew, tickles his ankles. A soft breeze carries her scent to him from across the lea.
They find each other. Joining hands, they await the final element. Rising from the east, the sun blesses their fasting, completing the elemental bond.