040. Good Riddance
Good riddance, she thought as she wiped her cheeks clear of the tears she had shed.
Honestly, she didn't know what she had been thinking for over a year. She must have been under some kind of spell. At least she finally woke up.
Except, that didn't make her feel any better. In fact, she felt much worse.
Hermione bit back a sob and buried her face into her pillow. When she did so, however, she realized how much it smelled like him. She grabbed the offending object and tossed it across the room.
"I would appreciate it if you did not destroy the house. I'm quite fond of it."
She sat up quickly and looked behind her, surprised to see him standing in the doorway. And here I am, looking like a mess. "What do you want?" She asked, hoping that the rudeness in her voice would distract him from her red nose and tear-stained cheeks.
"To apologize," he replied softly, taking a few steps toward the bed.
"You're an insufferable prat, Severus."
"I take it then that you forgive me?"
Snape cleverly dodged another pillow and chuckled, closing the distance between him and the bed.
A/N: I got the prompts from a table I found on LiveJournal a long time ago. I don't remember who I got it from, but I due owe them for the prompts. JKR owns the characters.