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"It's not what you think! I promise!," Ginny pleaded, attempting to reason with a very irate Harry Potter. "I'm telling you, there's something off about this entire situation. Severus loves her and Draco knows that. Draco would never do this to Hermione intentionally! They're best friends for goodness' sake."
Harry sighed, exasperated. The Man-Who-Lived was steaming from his discovery of Hermione refusing everyone, including her long-time beau Severus Snape, entrance to the office building of the potioneering company she co-owned with Severus and Draco, stating that the blonde man was going to be occupied with a disturbingly provocative tone. Since then, the brightest witch of the age had warded the building with the strongest Impreturbable and Silencing charms she knew along with several other nastier hexes that Harry wasn't quite sure when or where she'd managed to pick up.
"I never dreamt a day would come that I found myself agreeing with you, Mrs. Potter, but I'm afraid you're correct. There's clearly a higher power at work here," drawled the voice of one Severus Snape. "I don't believe that my godson is either daring or stupid enough to attempt such a task as luring my fiancee to his bed – or, as it may be in this case, his office. I was alerted to a disturbance from the wards surrounding one of the basement labs, but due to Hermione's...," he paused here, as if searching for the proper term, "actions, I was unable to get into the premises to investigate."
"Severus, really, don't you think it's time you called me Ginny? You're about to marry my best friend. Well, that is, if we can ever break the wards on the building," she sighed, somewhat disheartened. "Perhaps we could floo-call Bill? He's easily the best cursebreaker I know," a bit of pride tinged her voice here.
She risked a glance at her husband, who had seated himself in a huff on one of the benches lining the sidewalk. The sky was clear and sunny and Harry had been pulled abruptly from his pick-up Quidditch game with some fellow Aurors to be immediately booted from the building's reception room into which he had apparated.
"Harry, why don't you try to owl Draco and see if he responds? Or perhaps send him a Patronus?," Ginny suggested, carefully trying to make her husband feel useful, knowing how much he loathed sitting around, especially if he thought his friends in danger. In Harry's mind, Hermione locking herself into her office with Draco Malfoy, even if they were on friendly terms for the most part these days, definitely qualified as danger.
"I've already tried. That was the first thing I did after I received Severus' message. Hedwig couldn't get in, and Draco didn't respond," Harry's dejected tone struck a chord in Ginny's heart. She hated it whenever he was upset. Time to put him to work.
"Well, go get Bill, I'll stay here with Severus and see what we come up with," her tone booking no argument. Harry unfolded himself from the bench, and nodded his acquiescence to Ginny's command, then stepped away from his wife and former professor to spin off towards Shell cottage. As the crack of apparation faded away, there was no evidence left behind that the Chosen One of the Wizarding World had ever been there in the first place.
Severus glanced at Ginny before clearing his throat as he turned back to stare at the building. "I do think, Ginevra, this is going to be a very long day."
A/N: Hello,dear readers. I'm back. I started revising "Impending Disaster" and I plan to keep writing chapters in the near future. This story is based off a list of writing prompts and an experiment with a d100 dice roller. This is a Sev/Mione fic. Reviews are appreciated, flames will be used to roast marshmellows and dispose of evidence.