To Fall in Love.
A Hermione Drabble
Hermione Granger, as written in To Heal a Soul. A drabble about her feelings as the final potion is nearly complete. Set in verse, August 29th, 2013.
I don't know what happened. How my life took such a turn that I can't help but reach for more than I ever imagined, ever thought possible.
I want this more than I ever expected that I could want anything.
It makes me feel guilty and sinful and ashamed.
But I love him. I love him. I love him.
I love Severus Tobias Snape so much that my heart aches as much as I ached when I was in labor with Rose. She was the easy baby, yes, but that doesn't lessen the pain.
I know that I cannot ever be with him. I'm married and he's not going to be around much longer.
Maybe that's why this happened. Why it happened now. I don't.
I don't know who I am anymore and I don't know what to do anymore.
I just want to stay here in this village and throw herbs in a cauldron and sit with him in silence reading. And argue through the thin vellum paper he's been scribbling on for ages.
But I have children and a family and a life outside this tiny hamlet in the middle of nowhere.
And yet, it's like I never knew what I was missing until I found it, here, with him.