Chapter I: Introduction
A series of one-shots with every chapter being based on one single world – my take on the one hundred theme challenge. Each one shot has its one rating and they are not necessarily in order. Overall the story has been changed to M rating due to future sexual content but most of the chapters are going to be rated T for Teen. The world of Harry Potter does not belong to me but rather it all belongs to the talented and marvelous J.K Rowling –as usual please follow, favorite and review. Cheers, and enjoy!
Summery: The day Severus meets Hermione's parents for the first time.
Chapter Rating: T for Teen
"How do I look?" Hermione asked as she looked at herself in the mirror –she was wearing a long sleeve black crop top that reached a little above her navel, along with a long dark blue maxi skirt, that reached the soles of her feet, covering her black toeless sandals. Her dark brown hair was braided down the length of her back. She turned to the side, observing every angle possible, she smiled at him in the mirrors reflection – "I'll take your silence as a good sign?"
She chuckled as he shook his head, directing his gaze from her heart shape bum back towards her face. "You look –absolutely beautiful." He muttered breathlessly as he walked towards her, pushing his chest against the warm skin of her back –which was completely exposed minus the few crisscrossing pieces of material. He leaned down and slowly started peppering warm kisses along the column of her neck. "And everything is going to be fine." He said reassuringly, smiling against her skin as she cocked her head to the side giving him better access.
"Says the man who got piss ass drunk last night worrying about what my parents would think about our relationship." He scoffed loudly as his hands wrapped themselves around her waist –pulling her against him. "They just want me to be happy."
"Even if it means dating a man twice your age who also happens to be an ex – professor?" He paused as he glanced up at her reflection in the mirror. Her smile faltered, her shoulders dropped. He quickly pecked her cheek lovingly. "But hey everything's going to be alright right?" Nothing could quite compare to her best mate's reaction when they had found out –Ron had fainted and Harry well, he had tried to be supportive but it was hard for him, especially knowing about the man's past with his mother. "If Potter and Weasley have accepted our relationship –" he paused as she raised her eyebrow at him, "alright maybe accept is an exaggeration but you said so yourself, your parents want you to be happy."
She turned around in his embrace and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his lips to hers. "You are the most amazing man in the whole wide universe, Severus. Why wouldn't my parents love you?" She said enthusiastically, as she began rubbing his skull lovingly with the tips of her fingers.
"Well let's see, I was a Death Eater, I've killed more people than I can count on my hands, again I was your teacher for six years and I also treated you like garbage –" She placed her lips against his once more, shushing him up completely.
"You'll be fine. Now come on we should get going. We definitely don't wanna be late…"
Now take a deep breath, everything is going to be fine." Hermione said giving him a small smile as her clenched knuckle froze mere inches before the front door.
"I can't tell if that advice is for me or for you?" He said with a low chuckle, his hand tightening around her waist. She poked out her tongue at him before beating her knuckle against the door quickly. The pair waited silently –hushed noises were coming from inside the Granger residence, Severus shuffled from foot to foot nervously, his hand incredibly sweaty against the cool bottle of wine he held in his hand. He immediately dropped her waist as the front door opened before them –a middle-aged couple stood before them bright smiles on their faces.
"Oh, Hermione sweetheart." The woman quickly dashed forward and grabbed Hermione into a tight embrace –petting the back of the young woman's head in comfort. "You look absolutely beautiful."
Severus remained by Hermione's side, trying not to pay attention to Hermione's father who was glaring at him over his wife and daughters embrace. "Hi, daddy," Hermione said with a bright smile as she pulled away from her mother's embrace.
"Hello, pumpkin." The man said pulling his daughter into a hug –not breaking his eye contact with Severus.
"You must be Severus. Hermione's told us so much about you." He turned around to look at Jean Granger –his mouth dropping open slightly as she pulled him into a hug.
"That indeed. How old are you exactly Severus?"
Severus coughed nervously, glancing at Hermione who gave him a warm and comforting smile. "I'm 41, sir," Severus muttered, looking anywhere but at Hermione's parents; Hermione, on the other hand, observed their faces carefully.
Nobody muttered a word for a good solid thirty seconds –it wasn't until an alarm began blaring through the family home that Jean Granger spoke. "That's my roast! Why don't we all head inside before we catch a sunburn?" She said beckoning her husband into the house, leaving Hermione and Severus to themselves on the front porch.
"This was a terrible idea. Why didn't you mention my age before!" He muttered angrily, smacking his open palm against his forehead.
Hermione slouched his shoulder as she began to play with the tip of her braid, twirling the end around her finger. "I'm sorry. I thought it would just be easier like this but I was clearly mistaken. Let's go inside before my father thinks you're out here molesting me." She said exaggeratingly as she rolled her eyes, grabbing his hand in hers, she pulled him into the house.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he immediately noticed that her parents were nowhere to be seen –he looked down at his hand, having completely forgotten the wine bottle that was clenched in his hand. "What do I do with this?" He asked lifting the bottle towards Hermione.
"I'll go put it in the kitchen. You want a glass?"
"Don't you have something a little stronger?"
"Not funny Severus." She muttered. "Wine's gonna have to do." He nodded, his heart plummeting to his stomach as she disappeared around the corner, leaving him alone in the Granger living room.
It was a quaint little house –perfect for the small family, various framed Muggle photos littered the walls: Hermione as a baby, Hermione at age five during her first ballet recital, Hermione with her school robes. He smiled as he grabbed the frame on the coffee table –it was a Wizarding picture unlike all the previous ones, it was the day Hermione had graduated Hogwarts, Harry and Ron had their arms wrapped around their best friend, the Golden Trio chuckled happily as they smiled back towards him. "So do tell me, Severus, where do you know our darling Hermione from? Your name does seem oddly familiar."
Severus jumped in surprise, nearly dropping the picture frame onto the glass table. He carefully placed the frame back down and turned around –David Granger was standing in the archway that separated the two rooms, he was holding two glasses of wine, one in each hand. He walked towards the couch and took a seat, instructing Severus to do the same –Severus complied, taking a seat on the couch opposite David.
This was it the question he had been dreading from the very beginning. It was already bad enough that he was practically the same age as Hermione's father, but it was about to get much worst once her father would learn about him and Hermione's past. He gladly accepted the glass from David's strong grip, he took a small sip before speaking. "Oh, um actually." He released a shaky breath he hadn't even realized he had been holding in as Hermione waltzed back into the living room, followed closely behind by her Mother.
"Will you stop pestering the man David," Jean instructed pointedly, giving Severus a small smile –he already loved this woman. "Food's going to be ready shortly, I do hope you are hungry Severus."
"I'm starving actually," Severus said taking another sip of wine, the building nerves in his body decreased as Hermione took a seat on the armrest of the couch.
"Now tell me what do you do for a living Severus," Jean asked curiously.
"Oh, I teach." He said with a smile, giving Hermione a sideward glance –he didn't notice the particularly panicked expression that crossed her face. "I teach at Hogwarts." Hermione groaned, and in that moment, Severus knew he had royally fucked up.
He didn't dare look at David's face, Jean, on the other hand, brought her hand to her mouth a small gasp of shock passed her lips. "Hermione? Is there something you aren't telling us sweetheart?"
Hermione caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she looked between her parents and Severus: her father was incredibly purple in the face, her mother seemed completely scandalized and Severus surprisingly enough seemed perfectly calm and collected. "Okay, fine I admit it. Severus was my teacher while I attended Hogwarts."
"Hermione," David muttered darkly, his glare boring into Severus's forehead! "First of all, you tell me that this man is my age and then you tell me that he was your professor!" David quickly got to his feet and pointed his finger towards Severus. "And you! Why you pinning for young girls like my daughter!"
"Daddy stop!" Hermione said loudly. "Severus and I only began our relationship after I was done Hogwarts, the line was never crossed while I was a student at Hogwarts. He would have never let his professionalism down and I would never have done that you know it."
"Tell me why I shouldn't kick you out of my bloody house right now." David spat ignoring Hermione's speech as he continued branding his finger at Severus.
Hermione stole a sideways glance at her mother who stood in shock next to the couch. "Mum." Hermione mouthed to her mother –silently pleading for some sort of assistance.
"Now David don't you think you're being a little bit rash? It's clear that Hermione cares about him and the same thing can be said about him!" Jean said as she grabbed her husband's arm, pulling him away from Severus.
Severus remained silent as he clutched his glass of wine –he had seen a lot of scary things throughout the course of his life, he had faced Voldemort, Lucious Malfoy, Bellatrix Lestrange; all people ten times more powerful then Hermione's Muggle father; however, he had never been more scared for his life then he was in that moment. He was glad that Jean had some sort of control over her husband.
"But Jean?" David muttered angrily looking towards his wife. "This is our baby girl!"
"Come in the kitchen will you!" She grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the kitchen, leaving Hermione and Severus to themselves once more.
"I'm sorry. This is all my fault." Severus muttered as he dropped his head into his hand.
"Please don't blame yourself, love," Hermione said sadly as she began to play with his hair –massaging his scalp like she knew he enjoyed. "I should have told them beforehand." She looked towards the doorway of the kitchen. "Just remember that I love you. No matter what anybody says." She continued, dropping a loving kiss on his head.
Unknowingly to her both her parents were observing the exchange curiously –peeking out from behind the archway. "You see David. She cares about him, and she really does seem serious about this –more than she ever seemed to be about Ronald." Jean muttered quietly as the two continued to observe the pair.
"Yea well that Ron bloke was never meant to be with our Hermione," David said, his fist clenched at his sides as Severus pulled Hermione into his lap, kissing her lips swiftly.
"And he seems to care just as much about her." Jean continued with a soft smile. David couldn't exactly argue with his wife –the one striking thing about Severus was the way he looked at Hermione; he knew that look particularly well because that was the same look he gave his wife on a daily basis. "Just give him a chance, if not for my sake then for your daughter's sake alright?" Jean looked towards her husband –waiting for a sign of agreement. She smiled as he slowly nodded.
"I love you too Hermione," Severus said planting another quick and chaste kiss on her lips.
"Alright who's ready for dinner!" The pair sprang apart as Jean walked into the living room. "Come on you love birds before the food gets cold." Both Severus and Hermione quickly got to their feet and followed Jean into the kitchen. David was already sitting at the head of the table. "Hermione you can sit by the window and Severus grab the seat closest to the kitchen." The pair followed her instructions and plopped themselves down in their respected seats.
Severus glanced quickly towards David who was already digging into his plate of roast, baked potatoes, and green beans. "Food smells great mum," Hermione said with a smile as she looked down at her plate.
Severus grabbed his fork and grabbed a bit of roast: a guttural groan escaped his closed lips as the warm food slid down his throat. "This is great Mrs. Granger." He quickly mumbled, diving back into his plate.
"Oh please call me Jean, we are family now," Jean said with a warm smile –a smile that mirrored that of her daughters. Hermione looked like the completely mirror image of her mother, the only physical feature that resembled her father was her nose.
"Jean…" David placed his fork down on the table. Severus's eyes met Hermione's across the table –she winked at him, something that didn't go unnoticed by David who gave a feral cough.
"Now tell me, Severus, what do you teach at Hogwarts?" Jean asked sweetly, ignoring her husband's behavior.
"I teach Potions."
"Potions? What the hell is that?" All three turned towards David –surprised at his sudden interest.
"It's comparable to chemistry here in the Muggle world," Severus said.
"That's fascinating. I remember Hermione always loved Potions didn't you sweetheart." Severus chuckled as David pointed towards his daughter –Hermione's face was now flushed red.
"Daddy," Hermione muttered glaring at her father.
"Well, it's the truth sweetheart." David pointed out, looking back towards Severus.
"What do you do for a living?" Severus asked politely, glancing between the married couple. Hermione smiled as she looked at the exchange, she knew very well that Severus already knew of her parents' dentist practise.
"We own a dentist practise actually." Jean glanced towards her daughter –mother and daughter giving each other a knowing smile as they allowed both men to engage in what resulted in being quite the pleasant conversation…
"I am completely knackered." Hermione said as she unlocked the door to her flat –Severus's hands were on her waist as he guided her through the door. "And who would have thought that you and my father would have had so much in common –I mean other than the age similarity." Hermione giggled teasingly.
"Oh, you little witch," Severus said feigning bitterness as he quickly began to tickle her sides.
She quickly escaped from his grasp as they began chasing one another around her small flat –her bubbly laughter echoing throughout the otherwise silent home. "You're staying tonight right?" She stopped running, allowing him to grab her waist, placing his lips soundly on hers.
"Of course." He muttered against her lips, his hands slowly began trailing up her sides, exposing the warm skin of her stomach.
"Thank you, Severus," Hermione said happily, nuzzling her nose into the crook of his neck.
"Whatever for?" He asked curiously, kissing the shell of her ear.
"For being yourself." She sighed happily. "Now please take me to bed."
Before he could even think up of a snarky remark she was in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, her hands tangled up in his hair as they passionately kissed.
"It would be my honour, Miss. Granger."
I hope you guys enjoyed the first installment of Loving Hermione Granger! As I've already mentioned please let me know what you all thought! Also, if you enjoy my writing please consider reading my story Bottled Happiness which can be found on my profile! Cheers and see you all soon!
Penny x