The Problem with Potions
Chapter 1
"Severus, school is finished, its summer break, do you really have to be working on potions?"
Snape nodded his head. "You also do your work at home if you haven't noticed Hermione…" Snape said, concentrating on a potion he was mixing. He tipped over a small vial slightly, trying to get a single drop of a highly acidic mixture into a beaker. As the single drop was sliding down, Hermione flung her book bag down and alarmed Severus, causing the single drop to turn into a glob and caused the potion to explode.
"That isn't the point Severus! I work with the ministry and that job is year round!"
Snape growled and glared at Hermione. "Well, I hope you're happy. My potion exploded thanks to your outburst."
"MY outburst?! Severus… all I want is more time with my husband, is that too much to ask?"
Snape looked over at his wife, Hermione, now in her late twenties, and sighed. Her eyes were welling up and he felt even worse knowing he was the one who caused them to tear up.
"Hermione…"
"No Severus," Hermione said cutting him off. "It's either the potions or me." She said, picking up her bag and stomping up the stairs to their bedroom.
Snape sighed and slouched on a couch in the living room. He never expected moving in with a half blood, marrying her and living a virtually boring life. They lived in a house that resembled something a muggle would live in, there was no dark basement to hide all of his potions in and now his wife was unhappy. Snape sat there thinking of how to make things better.
It was well over an hour until Hermione actually came out of the bedroom looking for Severus. She hadn't found anyone and hadn't heard Snape downstairs for the past little while. She slouched down onto the couch. She really hoped she hadn't scared him, but truthfully she had hoped she did as well. She hated it when it was summer time and all Snape did was prepare for next year or create random potions for his own enjoyment instead of spending time with the woman he married. Hermione sighed and got up and walked into the kitchen. She knew everything would eventually get resolved. He had to come back for supper or bed at least. Where else would he go?
That night at around seven, Severus came home and went into the kitchen. There he saw Hermione cooking herself something. He knew he couldn't avoid a fight this time so he went over to her and hesitantly wrapped his arms around her waist. He inhaled the scent of food and whispered in her ear 'it smells wonderful.'
Hermione smirked. "I'm glad you think so, but I only made enough for myself; sorry." And with that she took the pot off the stove and placed the pasta on a plate. She skipped along off into the living room where she poured herself a glass of white wine, crossed her legs and started watching a muggle show. Severus was left dumbfounded. 'Get yourself together Severus, let's try this again.' He thought to himself and sat beside her on the couch. He pushed away her dirty blond locks from her neck and started kissing her nape to which Hermione giggled and put her food down.
"Severus… if you think sex will fix this think again. I'm asserting my independence by only cooking for myself and enjoying a TV show for myself. Now listen to me Severus;" Hermione said, shifting her body towards Severus and looking him straight in the eyes. "I adore the fact that you're so passionate about your work, but can't your own wife have some of your time as well?"
Snape sighed. "Well, I'm not doing potions now." He said with a seductive grin and tried to gain access back to her neck. Hermione pushed him off. "This doesn't count. The only reason you're not is because you're trying to fix a fight and get food and sex. You wouldn't do this on a normal day. Now listen to me Severus, could you try to be a bit more romantic. Actually, no. I don't want to plea. Be more romantic and acknowledge the fact that you have a wife now or consider that wife as good as gone." And with that Hermione picked up her food and wine, shut off the TV and stormed up to their room when she slammed and locked the door behind her.