Heya how's it going everyone??? This is my first ever Harry Potter story and my first ever fem slash story, but I just love this couple, its soo cute. Its just a little one shot that came to me as I was sleeping. Yes I saw how it ended! How amazing is that??? I know! Something that doesn't happen very often with me. Lol. Anyway I hope you enjoy, here ya go.
Together forever.Minerva's pov.
Laying a cold compress on Hermione's forehead I stroked her hair, sitting beside her. To be honest I was worried I loved Hermione dearly. She had given me everything, and she meant the world to me. Hermione had been the one to open my heart, she had taken the time to get to know me; and slowly I showed my heart to her. I smiled as she snuggled up close, rapping her arms around me in her sleep. It showed me that she truly did love me. Hermione started to shiver so I gently layed a few more blankets over her; it was so easy for her to fall ill, and it worried me constantly. Of course she always tried to hide it, tried not worry me, but I knew her too well. Everyone who knew Hermione loved her, you just couldn't. She was a constant bookworm, and pretty much happy all the time. She helped her friends as much as she could, and was a true griffindor through and through.
Hermione's pov.
Bright light pouring through the curtains awoke me. My stomach hurt, and I felt so dizzy, cold, sick and tired. All I wanted to do was to go back to sleep. Different emotions coursed through me, and I felt as though I would burst out crying any second. Slowly I opened my eyes to find Minerva's worried filled one's staring back at me. Snuggling as close as I could get I felt happier, a little better; Minerva was always there for me, but I hated worrying her. Soothingly Minerva stroked my hair. After four months of living together we learnt the best way to calm each other down.
"How do you feel love?" Minerva asked me, her voice was layered with concern, and I could tell she was worried.
"I'm ok." I whispered trying to reassure her.
"Your not love, please tell me." My resolve weakened as I stared into her gentle eyes; this was a side that people rarely saw of Minerva, but I saw it often. After I told her she sat up, lifting me onto her lap, pulling me into her chest. Snuggling close to her I felt slightly more better.
Minerva's pov.
Soothingly I pulled her onto my lap, she clung to me, as I stroked her hair.
"Ssshh love, it's ok." I murmured softly, kissing her forehead. Nodding she relaxed into my hold as, slowly, she fell asleep. My mind drifted back to just after the final battle and when Hermione and me first got together.
Hermione and I stumbled through the great halls doors together; everyone had left a while ago. Gone home to their families. Both mourning for their loses and celebrating at the fall of Voldermort. Hermione had stayed behind to help me clean up a bit. Both of us stumbled into what was left of my private quarters, and sat down on the sofa. Pouring us both a glass of wine I smiled tiredly at her, which she returned. As the night progressed we moved closer together, both of seeking comfort. Slowly- so she had time to pull away- I moved in to kiss her. She didn't; and instantly I felt her reply. Looking into each other's eyes we knew there was no need to explain anything. We both loved each other; we had done for years, but until now we hadn't been able to tell each other. Pulling her up I led her to my bedroom…
Falling slowly asleep I realised that everything would be all right, Hermione would be better soon. Then I would marry her, and we would live a happy, long, pleasant life.
Well what do you think??? Please R&R and let me know. This is it for this story, but I might be willing to write a few more stories for this couple.