HI, this is my first fan-fiction. I have read a ton of it and I love the thought of Severus Snape and Hermione Granger together. In my fic, Sev maybe just a little OOC. It's after the war after all.
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Severus Snape walked the empty halls of Hogwarts, on his way up the Astronomy tower. He had always loved that tower, even when he was student. Now after all the years and despite the memories they held, he still love the tower. He made his way to the edge and looked out, the view was just as magnificent as it always had been. The great lake sparkled under the moonlight and he could see just the edge of the forbidden forest. He sighed and leaned against the wall.
The war had been over for just over a year and he had spent the first six months in St. Mungo's hospital. He thanked his lucky stars that the potion he had been drinking for past month before the bite had been working. He was now called a war hero, but he didn't feel like one. He felt like a broken man and didn't know how to get on with life, without two masters telling him what to do. Sometimes he wished that he had been left for dead, and other times he was grateful for the one who went back and saved him.
Hermione Granger.
Just her name made his body shake and sent a chill all over. He vaguely remembered how he was left in the shirking shack by himself to die. He remember how she softly told him it was going to be alright and how she held her hand against his neck. He softly brushed his fingers over the healing marks on his neck. He could also remember the way she had smelled, of freesia and sunshine. He had focused on her smell and her soft hands being soaked by his blood, instead of the pain. He remembered how she sent her Patronus to get help.
He closed his eyes and let the wind blow against his face. He was so deep in thought he didn't hear the soft footsteps of another person entering the tower.
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Hermione Granger couldn't sleep. She had placed silencing charms placed around her bed to block out the chatter, but that still wasn't working. She kept flashing back to when she was in the Malfoy Manor. She still had a shake to her hands from the Cruciatus curse, but that wasn't the memory she couldn't forget. It wasn't even the worst thing that happened to her that day. What haunted her the most was when Bellatrix let the other Death Eaters have fun with her. It had been anything but fun. They had used her and did things to her body that should have never been done.
Shaking the memories from her head, she pushed back the covers, pulled on some jeans and a jacket, and had made her way from the Gryffindor tower. She padded softly up the stairs to the Astronomy tower. She didn't hate that tower as some did. She often went up there when she couldn't sleep or just needed to get away from people.
As Hermione made her way up the steps she saw a black figure standing against the wind. For a moment she frozen, and the dark memories plagued her. She had to force herself to breath normally. She stood there watching him, taking him all in.
She paced over him gently, not wanting to scare him. Ever since she had been back at Hogwarts, she had seen him in a different light. She felt a connection to him now, and she had an idea he felt it too. When they were in class he had seemed to drawn towards her. He would stand behind her as she stirred her potions, or when he was lecturing his eyes would catch her and seem to soften. As sensing her, he spoke.
"What are you doing out of bed at this hour?" He drawled softly, in that silky voice of his.
"I-I couldn't sleep." She said, as she walked to stand beside him. She hadn't been this close to him in a while. She felt sense of calming, by just being near him.
"It's dangerous to be out by yourself." He said as he looked down at her. He could smell her hair, and it brought back his memory of her helping him.
"I'm not by myself technically…sir." She looked up at him and smiled. She could see the faint smile he was trying to hide.
"I think we are past sir, don't you?" He said a little more harshly then he meant too. He felt her shrink away from him.
She tried to speak, but she couldn't from the lump around her throat. She mentally kicked herself, and nodded her head. She reached her hand to push a curl away from her face. She could feel his eyes on her hand. He reached out and grabbed for it, but she pulled it away fiercely and backed up against the wall and closed her eyes. She was shaking all over and trying to tell herself in to breathe in and out.
Severus was at lost for what had just happened. He could see her shaking and almost not breathing. He took a gentle step towards her.
"Mis- Hermione, I'm not going to hurt you." He said quietly. Hearing her first name come from his lips she slowly opened her eyes.
"I- I-…" She tried to speak but she couldn't form the words, he seemed to understand though. He reached out to her and gently laid a hand on her shoulder. She didn't turn away from him, but almost leaned in. He put his other hand on her shoulder and gently moved her closer to him. She went into his arms willingly, burring her head in his chest and begin to sob.
Severus didn't know what to do, he wrapped both of his arms around her and her close to him. He gently put his head on top of hers and breathed in. He really did love Freesias. After a moment he pulled away from her.
"Who hurt you?" He asked, and saw how she tensed up.
"…The Death Eaters...at the Malfoy Manor." She said as she buried her head into his chest again. That made his blood run cold. He knew of what Bellatrix did to her, but not about this. He wrapped his arms tighter around her.
"They are gone now, none of them can get to you again." He said. He felt her shake her heard, trying to calm herself. He held her close and let her get herself together. All too soon, she pulled away from and almost smiled.
"You didn't have to comfort me." Almost embarrassed about how hard she cried.
"I- I wanted too, you were there for me." He said softly and darkly. She nodded her head and turned to leave. Before she was almost out of sight she heard him speak.
"Next time, come find me. Don't wonder all the way up here." He told her. She nodded and left the tower.
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After she left the tower, he worked his way down to his dungeons. He was trying to process all that had happed. For his sanity he didn't want to believe that she had said, but he knew it had to be true. People just didn't act like that.
He made his way into quarters and into his bedroom. As he got ready for bed he kept thinking of her in his arms. It had felt good to be that close to someone else.
As he laid down in his bed, he thought and knew what he had to do.
For the rest of his life, he would protect her from anything and everything. Even if he had to kill or steal, he would do it.