I have other fanfics too if you would like to check them out. This is my first HG/SS that I started working on I have literally been doing this for years on and off when I have found inspiration. I will say this has been really tough and there are several stopping points I have thought made a good ending but the relationship had yet to blossom at that point and I really wanted to get there with this fan fic. It is long, I know at parts it is wordy and descriptive when it didn't quite need to be but this is it. I hope you enjoy it. It's a LONG one!
Hermione didn't even want to go to sleep tonight. Everyone thought it was the war, but it wasn't, not anymore. It had been war dreams at first, scary dreams of torture, murder, death. She watched Fred die many nights behind her eyelids. Now, it was the complete opposite. Hermione Granger was having weird sexual dreams every night. It got a little frustrating for her to say the least.
She was staying at the borrow after the war it was almost time for classes at Hogwarts. Harry was going to Auror training and Ron was going play Quidditch for a respectable team, Hermione couldn't remember the name of. It was odd the golden trio going their separate ways. She was going to Hogwarts, she already had taken her NEWTS. She was helping out wherever needed until a position became open for her. She was considered a professor, a substitute of sorts, or a teacher's aide if need be.
She once again, like she did every night, grabbed a book and tried to entrance herself into dreaming of the book, but once again she drifted off into a different dreamful sleep.
Hermione was on the grounds of Hogwarts looking at the forbidden forest. Her wand was like a candle's dim light and even when she tried to make the light brighter it failed. Then she realized there was a figure near the tree line. She wasn't sure if it was a person or animal but she felt as if she should go toward it. When she first stepped out she realized she was beautifully dressed in a dark blue gown. She had her hair done cascading down her shoulders in ringlets her make-up was perfect and she even had a fancy perfume on, one her mother got her for Christmas a few years ago. She could see her white pale skin in the moonlight and as she walked toward the forest the fog became misty and she couldn't see much around her.
When she reached the forest edge it was covered in complete darkness. She had no idea of the time, just that the figure she saw was a man and she was desperate to see his face so she could get to him. She needed him, more than anything, and she would do anything to get to him. He was such a mystery, a unique man made for her, to enter her to make love to her, to live with her forever. She ran towards the man but he kept getting further away and she was jumping over twigs and limbs. A deer almost trampled her as the man kept sinking deeper into the forest.
She gripped her wand, the only source of light, tightly as she finally went through a giant thistle bush. She expected the pain and bleeding cuts but nothing developed. She cried out for the man to stop but no matter how much she willed herself, nothing could come out. She must find him. When she got up again she saw that there were many men in the forest but none were hers, she kept searching and searching she had to find him. All the men in the forest wanted her. They gave their faces for her to behold and they were very handsome men indeed, but not her man. All she wanted was to find her man, her prince and kiss him. Then there he was his face shrouded in the heavy fog not allowing the release she needed. Then the dream was over.
Hermione wanted to scream. This was agonizing. She has had the same dream every night. Every moment she was awake the further she was from answering the question of who this man was. She needed nothing more than to know. She willed herself to fall back into a sleep state hoping the man will reveal his face.
The days went by and the dream still remained until she finally saw the man of her dreams and what scared her most was she liked who it was, it was Professor Severus Snape, the man who barely escaped the war with his life.
Severus had changed since the war, she had only seen him twice, but both times he was kind, humble and almost caring of her and the others. She prayed it would carry over into his potions class, especially if she were ever to assist him, but she doubted he would ever ask. She was arriving almost 2 months before classes were to begin. She had many reasons for going early like adjusting to being a professor's aid. They would need her before the term started. She also wanted to find a way to get her parents back.
It has been almost a year since the war broke out, and since then everyone who helped her secretly conceal her parents was now dead. She was on a mission of sorts to learn how to undo the memory charm. She needed a plan and the best place to make one is at the library, and the best one was Hogwarts. So instead of staying her month with the guys and Ginny, she was going on her own. She felt like she needed time away from everyone close to her, she just needed to get used to being on her own. She needed to find out who she was now after the war that changed everything and everyone. She thought that she would be with Ron at first but the more she thought about it the more she didn't want him to help her find herself again. She needed a clean slate and that included breaking up with Ron.
They worked out fine it was just too easy, almost like they were already married, like the war had put a ring on her finger that she wasn't ready for. When she explained it to Ron he was upset but knew how she felt. He knew she needed a break and maybe they would be together one day just not yet. Not now. They had too much history before during and after the war.