A Conversation With My Potions Master
"Professor, may I ask you a question?" she asked.
"If you must Miss Granger" he replied without looking up from the parchment.
"It's a rather personal one. It's a bit of a situation really. I need some advice." she said quickly.
"And you came to me instead of your Head of House." he asked quizzically.
"Well therein lies why I came to you. In blunt terms you Tarzan, she Jane. And I need a mans point of view for this." she said exasperated.
"Oh! Do go on. This should be most interesting." he said, dripping every word with sarcasm.
"Ok, here goes. I'm in love. He's incredible. He's the smartest, bravest, and if you can believe it the funniest man I know. He's intelligent and courageous. He's given so much to so many and they don't even know it. He's so handsome. His eyes are like shiny obsidian. His voice is addictive, I could listen to him speak for hours. I want to love him and take care of him. I love him so much it hurts. I worry about him. I wonder if he is staying safe. Is he eating properly. I don't see him eat that often. I lay awake wondering if he's sleeping enough. If he's found any degree of happiness in his life. I've only seen him smile once and that was when we defeated Voldemort." she said laying it down for him.
"So what's the problem? IS he with someone else? Gay? Please tell me it's not Potter or Weasely. I don't understand." he wanted to know.
"He doesn't know I exist. I mean he knows who I am of course. I've tried so hard to get him to notice me. I've studied until I feel if I ever see another letter or word or book I'll scream. When we came in after the final battle I made sure he was among the first seen by Madame Pompfrey. I was so afraid he'd die. I don't know what I'd do without him. When I saw him alive and well it took everything I had not to run up to him and hug and kiss him and never let him go." she said woefully.
"He sounds like a paragon of virtue and goodness" he said.
"You'd never guess by looking at him, but I love him. I love him so very dearly. So my question is, what do I do?" she asked.
"Nothing, there is you can do. Even though you have extolled his virtues it doesn't sound like he is good enough for you." he said quietly.
"Are you?" she asked.
"Am I what?" he responded.
"Good enough for me" she stated firmly.
"You mean I'm" his voice broke. He couldn't continue.
"the man I've loved since I was 13." she finished.
"Is this some sort of sick joke" he asked.
"No, its the truth." she replied looking directly into to his eyes.
"Hermione" he called out, opening his arms.
She rushed into his arms and exclaimed, "I love you Severus"
He kissed her full on the lips, deepening the kiss more and more until they had to break apart.
"I love you Hermione. I don't deserve you. Will you have me anyway?"
"Yes" she answered. She looked up into eyes and saw happiness and love. He bent down to kiss her once more.