Hermione fell onto the mattress on her stomach. Her skin was grazed with sweat and she panted beneath Severus. He ran his hands up her legs and back. He massaged her neck for a moment before dragging his nails down her back again. He gripped her hips and pulled her into his lap. He slipped back inside her to finish what she had started. He rocked his hips into hers and quickly reached his climax. Hermione soon followed him.
Severus got off of her and headed for the bathroom. Hermione rolled her to her side and watched him go. She got up and followed him. He went to the shower and turned it on. Hermione came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his torso. He jumped and slung her arms off of him.
"What's your problem?" Hermione asked.
"You pregnant yet?" He asked.
"We've only been having sex for three days," Hermione replied.
"You haven't been taking fertility potions?" Severus replied, reaching a hand out to feel the water.
"It's just as easy for you to be taking them!" Hermione growled and turned away from him. Hermione slammed the door to the restroom shut as she went to the bedroom. Hermione got dressed and went upstairs to her next class. She had come to Severus for her free period.
"He is such a git," Hermione said as she found Harry waiting outside the History class room.
"I'm sorry," Harry smiled at her as Hermione sat next to him.
"You're bleeding, Did he hurt you?" Harry asked, noticing some blood on the back of her shirt.
"It's just a few scratches, don't worry about it," Hermione said and took a deep breathe to calm down.
"So how was your day?" Hermione asked.
"It's just another day," Harry said.
"You're not spending all this time by yourself are you?" Hermione asked.
"Well...I...can't stand being in anyone's company. It's..." Harry couldn't explain himself.
"Like if you are having fun you're betraying him?" Hermione asked. Harry nodded.
"Harry you know Ron wouldn't want you to live like this," Hermione said.
"He wouldn't want you to live the way you are either," Harry told her. Hermione hugged him
"Don't get lost in this Harry, You still have to kill Voldemort," Hermione said. Harry nodded.
"Come on, class is starting" Hermione said and took his hand.
Time passed and Harry was opening up slightly around Hermione and Ginny. He became very protective of both the girls, spending most of his time with them. Hermione snuck into the dungeons during her free periods and sometimes on the weekends. The weekend visits were getting few and far between, it was getting hard to get out. The girls in her dorms were asking her too many questions. Everything else was pretty uneventful. The school year passed as it always had. She had to admit things did seem empty without Ron.
Hermione awoke early in her dorm. She had been awakened by her stomach doing flip flops. She dashed for the lavatory and lost what was left of her dinner from the night before. She sat at the toilet feeling thoroughly sick. She remained there until the rest of her dorm awoke. Lavender came into the bathroom and looked at her.
"You feeling alright?" She asked.
"I'll be fine," Hermione said. Lavender raised an eyebrow.
"You've been doing this for a week, You need to go see Madame Pomfrey," Lavender said. Hermione nodded as Lavender left the room. Hermione got up when her stomach settled. She got dressed.
"On the off chance that he even notices, tell the greasy bat I went to see Madame Pomfrey," Hermione said to Lavender as she walked out the door. She and Lavender had potions together first thing that morning.
"Miss Granger, I really thought you were above all this," Madame Pomfrey said in a condescending tone.
"Excuse me?" Hermione asked.
"You're pregnant," Poppy snapped. Hermione glared at her.
"Would you like me to abort it? One spell and its gone," Poppy replied.
"Don't you dare!" Hermione said and protectively wrapped her arms around her stomach.
"Miss Granger, don't throw your life away. Sure you made the mistake of having unprotected sex but it can be fixed. You're such a smart witch, you can go so far, don't let a baby weigh you down," Poppy said. Hermione held up her left hand.
"I'm part of that ridiculous marriage law, I can't do anything about it," Hermione said.
"Oh I am so sorry. I didn't realize...I'll write up the report you'll need to turn into the ministry," Poppy said. Hermione could hear her mumbling something about 'such a shame'. Hermione could only roll her eyes. She then began to think about being pregnant. 'A baby' She thought. 'My baby...and Snape's,' Hermione thought. She began think about what the kid would look like. Possibly raven haired, tall, look just like his father, sharp features, graceful.
"Miss Granger," Hermione was brought back to attention by Madame Pomfrey.
"Sorry," Hermione said.
"That's alright, now here are the papers you have to take to the ministry. Best time would be the next Hogsmeade weekend, You have to bring it in, in person." Poppy said. Hermione nodded.
"So...who's you're husband?" Madame Pomfrey asked.
"For medical history, for the baby," Poppy said. Hermione nodded.
"You can't tell anyone," Hermione said.
"It is now doctor-patient confidentiality," Poppy said.
"Snape," Hermione said. Poppy blinked at her.
"Really?" She asked. Hermione nodded.
"I'm going to need a minute," Poppy said. Hermione laughed.
"Well, now I know why you wanted to see his folder," Poppy said.
"Yes, I know nothing about him. He's so cold and distant," Hermione said. Poppy looked up at her.
"There's a good reason for that, Honey. He's been wounded since birth," Poppy told her. Hermione raised an eyebrow. Poppy got up and went to her cabinet. She returned with a folder. She handed it to Hermione.
"He's been abused all his life," Poppy said as Hermione began looking through the pictures in the records.
"Who could do this to a child?" Hermione asked as she stared at a picture of a black haired boy with a black eye, busted lip, and a hand shaped bruise around his throat.
"His father, a bastard of a muggle, every start of term he came back with fresh injuries," Poppy said.
"What about his mother, why couldn't she stop him?" Hermione asked.
"You've never seen someone in an abusive relationship have you?" Poppy asked. Hermione shook her head.
"Once they realize they are in one, it's too late. They are brainwashed and the abuser has them believing they deserve every hit. It takes a lot of strength to get away. It's harder than it sounds. Then being a child caught in that situation, Hogwarts is the safest place to be," Poppy said.
"Sounds like Harry," Hermione said.
"Yes, Mr. Potter is lucky, after enduring similar abuse, though on a smaller scale, he found strength at Hogwarts. Severus just found more abuse. He was bullied and pushed around when he got here. He was the classic abuse case, introverted, never let anyone close, always had a nose in his books. I guess that's what made him such an easy target, then once he discovered the dark arts..." Poppy trailed off. Hermione set the file down, she couldn't looked at it anymore.
"Is his father still alive?" Hermione asked.
"No, thank Merlin, gone about twenty years now," Poppy said. Hermione nodded.
"He's still being abused. He's in the most danger of any of us. He risks his life every time his arm burns. One of these times he might not come back and he gets nothing in return. He's hated and ridiculed...His entire life has shown him nothing but pain...it's as if no one cares." Hermione said. Poppy reached a hand out to her shoulder. Hermione got up and left. She went to the library. She couldn't imagine someone going through all of that.
Hermione froze in her thoughts. 'What if...he becomes an abuser?' She thought. The idea coldly crept up her spine.
"I won't let him, He'll have to kill me to hit this baby," Hermione said as she began to pace. A million thoughts raced through her head as she paced.
"I have to talk to him...I can't, he'll just clam up on me again," Hermione said.
"How do I get him...so much to deal with...can he ever love...does he even know what it is? What it feels like?" Hermione asked herself.
"Finally gone crazy or just reciting a love poem?" A snide voice asked. Hermione turned around to find Draco Malfoy in the process of pulling a book of the shelf.
"Oh bugger off Malfoy," Hermione snapped and went to walk around him. He grabbed her arm tightly as she passed.
"He can't you know, he shut himself out to the world a long time ago. You're just breeding stock," Malfoy whispered to her.
"And what is he? A prize bull?" Hermione asked.
"Something like that," Draco said and walked away, book in hand. Hermione rolled her eyes and left the library as well. She had to go back to her dorms and get ready for school.
Hermione walked into the potions classroom, it was the last Hogsmeade weekend before Christmas.
"I am going out to find that dress, do you want to come?" Hermione asked.
"You haven't found one yet?" Severus asked. Hermione glared at him.
"No, I've been a little busy with something called school. Hogsmeade doesn't have a dress shop anyway," Hermione replied. She pulled her coat on as they talked.
"You couldn't have made one?" Severus asked. Hermione turned to him.
"I do not have a domesticated bone in my body, I never took sewing lessons. That and my creativity isn't exactly the greatest either. You could have just as easily picked one up for me on your last little trip," Hermione replied. Severus raised an eyebrow at her.
"I do have a spot of good news though," Hermione said with a smirk. She could actually say she was excited about it.
"Which is?" Severus asked. Hermione held up the papers Poppy had given her.
"I'm pregnant!" Hermione couldn't help but grin.
"It's about time," Severus replied. Hermione's grin drooped and she let her arm fall.
"I'm loving the excitement! Do you want to go or not?" Hermione asked. Severus shook his head, his gaze still had yet to look up from his papers. Hermione walked over to him and pushed his glasses back up. He looked up at her and took a deep breathe. He looked back at the paper and Hermione leaned down and wrapped her arms around his neck. He jumped and got to his feet.
"What?" Hermione asked. Severus said nothing and turned from her.
"Will you never talk with me?' Hermione asked, grabbing his hand.
"Why won't you just leave me the hell alone!?" Severus snarled at her and before either one of them realized what happened, Severus flung out his hand and, with a loud smack, back handed her across the cheek. Hermione was thrown to the side against the book shelf. She grabbed her stinging face and looked back at him.
"You want me to leave you alone, NO PROBLEM!" She screamed at him and headed for the door. Her outburst only seemed to piss him off more. He came up to her and grabbed her by the throat.
"You want to say that again?" Severus growled as he pulled back his fist. Hermione began to shake and she began to cry. She tried to think quickly as he was cutting off her air way.
"You're not your father!" Hermione managed, he was cutting off her air and she was very scared. He paused and looked at her.
"What did you say?" He asked.
"You're not your father," Hermione said. Severus' eyes grew wide as he looked at her. His grip loosened enough for Hermione to talk better.
"I know what he did to you, but you're better than him. Don't let him control you. You buried him twenty years ago. Why can't you just let him die?" Hermione said.
"You are carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders and I just want to help," She added. Severus looked away from her and just listened to her.
"You're going to be a father, don't pass this on," Hermione said. Severus looked at her cheek. It was beginning to swell and bruise. Something seemed to calm him dramatically. He watched as tears fell from her eyes.
Severus suddenly felt so sick with himself. He had hit her once and had, had every intention of hitting her again. His hands began to shake as he let go of her. He brought his hands up to cover his face and tried to catch his breath.
He jumped when he felt Hermione wrap her arms around his torso. He looked down at her and suddenly became so angry again. He grabbed her arms tightly and jerked her off of him.
"Does it hurt or something?" Hermione asked him. He calmed again.
"What?" He asked.
"Every time I try to show you affection you become aggressive, does it hurt for people to touch you?" Hermione asked. Severus tried to answer but he didn't really have an answer.
"Let go, please," He heard her whimper. He snapped back to reality and quickly let go of her. He ran his hand through his hair and gripped it tightly. He turned for the door but was stopped again by Hermione grabbing his hand.
"Can't you see I have to get away from you? This is why I don't have relationships, this is why I don't get involved, because people get hurt around me," Severus growled at her.
"Don't run away from this. I can handle a few bruises if it will help you," Hermione told him.
"Please, just..." Hermione reached a hand to his face. His own hand snapped through the air and gripped her forearm. Hermione brushed her fingers over his cheek and cupping his face.
"I'm not hurting you," Hermione said, trying not to show the pain she was feeling. The pressure on her arm felt like it would break a bone and his fingers nails were digging into her flesh. His breath was sporadic as he let her touch him. She reached up her other hand and held his face.
"Does it hurt?" Hermione asked. Each time her fingers touched his skin he jumped. His grip on her arm relaxed but he still held her. Hermione's hand went down his neck and down his chest. She then wrapped her arm around his waist and laid her head on his chest. He let her arm go and then wrapped his arms around her.
"I can't change overnight," He told her.
"That's ok," Hermione said to him.
"Is it? Look at what I've done to you," Severus said, looked at her cheek, the bruises on her neck, and the new ones on her arm.
"I'm looking at what he did to you. I can get these fixed very easily. I'm pregnant so we don't have to worry about that anymore now we have time to worry about you," Hermione said to him.
"No one ever worries about me...I don't deserve this," He spoke. He seemed almost in a daze. She stood up on her tip toes and kissed him. Severus just starred at her in shock. She kissed him again and this time he kissed her back. His hands trailed to her ass and he grabbed it and picked her up. He set her on the desk and they continued to kiss. Severus began to un-tuck her shirt. Hermione let him do as he wished. Soon both of them were missing their clothes. Hermione made sure the door was shut and locked before discarding her wand.
Severus began to scratch at her body. Hermione knew this wasn't threatening at all and so she began to claw at him as well. She held his face and dug her nails into his cheek bone as he slipped inside her. He gripped her hips tightly and began to thrust into her. He felt her nails and savored it. He then jerked his head to the side forcing her nails to cut through his skin. She gasped and jumped causing the gashes to go down his neck as well as his cheek.
"Are you ok?" She asked. He didn't answer her, he just continued.
Their bodies became entwined; a light layer of sweat grazed their skin. She moaned as he pleasured her.
"Severus" She spoke. His mouth, otherwise preoccupied with biting her neck, gave no reply. She dug her nails into his back and pressed her body into his. His own nails were leaving bruises on her hips and bleeding welts down her back.
She gasped and drug her nails down his back and she neared her climax. A thrust later she arched her back and cried out. Her body against the wall, her legs wrapped tighter around his body.
Hermione panted before him and he released her hips. She leaned her head up and began to kiss him. Severus began to kiss her back. Hermione ran her hands up her husband's bare chest, up his neck, and through his hair. He pulled her off the desk he had placed her on and continued to kiss her. Hermione got to her feet and had to stand on her tip toes. He laughed in her mouth and gladly let his hands slide down to her back to caress her ass.
Hermione stopped kissing him and pulled him towards the bedroom and away from the classroom. Severus fell asleep with Hermione lying up against his side. She was looking down at her wedding rings, thinking back to the start of everything. How quickly she had gotten used to the sex and how much it was taking to get used to the person. `Well that was a day well wasted' Hermione's last thoughts ran through her head as she fell asleep
The next morning Hermione sat up in bed. She got out of bed, dashed for the bathroom. Severus rolled over and watched her. He raised an eyebrow when he heard her throwing up.
"I forgot to ask Madame Pomfrey for something for this morning sickness," Hermione groaned as her stomach churned again. Severus got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom.
"There isn't anything for it," Severus answered as he came into the bathroom. Hermione looked up at him.
"You can't take any potions while you're pregnant," He told her. Hermione groaned and got to her feet. She went to the sink. She gasped when she looked in the mirror. Her cheek was black and blue, she had a hand shaped bruise across her neck, and it was the same story on her forearm, hips and down her back. The ones on the hips she didn't mind, she actually kind of felt like she should take pride in the wounds she earned during sex.
Severus reached forward and turned her towards him. He looked her over and couldn't say anything. He turned away from her and went back to the bedroom. Hermione sighed and got in the shower.
Hermione came back out to the bedroom and saw Severus was still lying across the bed.
"Are you going somewhere?" Severus asked. Hermione turned to him and grimaced.
"You should get some salve on that," Hermione said when she saw the scratches down his face.
"I'm fine," Severus told her. Hermione nodded and turned from him to get dressed.
"I am going with Tonks to report my pregnancy to the ministry. Though I am going to swing by Madame Pomfreys to get healed up," Hermione said.
"I'm sorry about that," He spoke quietly.
"It's alright," Hermione told him.
"Don't go to Madame Pomfrey," Severus said as Hermione pulled on her bra.
"I won't tell her you hit me," Hermione said as she then pulled on her underwear.
"It's not that, I can handle everyone thinking I'm a monster, they already do. I don't want you to heal your wounds because I want the death eaters at the ministry to see. If Lucius is there even better. Voldemort needs to think I am torturing you, make him think Harry has something to get angry over." Severus told her as he sat up.
"You've obviously studied my past and I just...no one ever touches me with affection. Albus never even pats my shoulder, I've avoided relationships because I on some level always knew I would hurt them like I hurt you, my parents...well you know about them. It's just going to take a lot of getting used to," Severus told her. Hermione came around the bed and sat next to him.
"I'm not expecting you to become a nice guy. I don't expect you to be willing to cuddle with me in public or even talk civilly to me when there are others around. I don't even care if you love me, I just want you to be able to restrain yourself by time this baby gets here. You can hit me all you want but if you hit this child..." Hermione couldn't bring herself to finish that thought. Severus wasn't looking at her.
"No one needs to know anything about what we do behind closed doors. I have every intention of being snide and snappy towards you in public. I'll even be like that even when we aren't in public I like the arguments. I think I like being a smart ass." Hermione smiled. Severus nodded and seemed to space out.
"Sickle for your thoughts?" Hermione asked. Severus looked to her.
"You still don't trust me like that...one step at a time I guess. I'll be grateful when I can hug you and you don't flinch," Hermione said and got back up and finished dressing.
"Why are you trying so hard?" Severus asked her.
"You need it. Maybe it's a woman thing, maybe it's a Gryfindor thing, maybe it's because you're my husband and I feel this need to take care of you. Whatever the reason even you have to admit you need it," Hermione said. Severus really didn't know what to say.
"Now, I am going out to lunch with Tonks, showing off my injuries to the sick prats that need to be locked away, and reporting my pregnancy. Do you want to come?" Hermione asked as she walked back to her dresser and found a pair of pants. Severus thought for a minute and nodded.
"Yes, Tonks, I assure you. It's all right. Just play along. It's an act for the death eaters here at the ministry," Hermione said reassuring Tonks about her injuries as they waited for Severus to finish exchanging information with Kingsley.
"Hermione, everything you are saying is what all the other victims say. Are you sure?" Tonks asked.
"Victims of what?" Hermione asked.
"Hello! Domestic violence, husbands who beat their wives. Just tell me you are sure and that if he does beat you, you can't hesitate to tell someone," Tonks pleaded.
"Yes, I'm sure and besides, most of these injuries I earned in the sack," Hermione replied.
"Hermione!" Tonks said in shock. Hermione just smirked at her.
"Well did you get him back?" Tonks asked. Hermione nodded and pointed towards Severus whom was headed their way. Tonks saw the scratches and covered her mouth she was laughing so hard.
"I see you are exchanging details," Severus replied with a raised eyebrow.
"Why didn't you heal those?" Tonks asked.
"You do not heal sex wounds, you wear them with pride," Severus replied. Tonks laughed.
"Ahh and what a fine sex wound it is!" Tonks replied.
"This shouldn't take long," Hermione said as Severus lead her back to the elevators, keeping a hand gripped around her arm.
"After today I would appreciate it if you wouldn't drag me by the arm," Hermione whispered to him. Severus looked down to her and nodded as they got onto the elevator.
They stepped off the elevator and froze when they found Lucius Malfoy waiting for the Elevator.
"Ahh Severus, hello," He greeted with a smiled and then took a long look at Hermione. He began to chuckle upon seeing the bruises. Hermione tried not to make eye contact.
"I am assuming you've impregnated this Gryfindor trollup?" Lucius asked with a great smirk.
"For yo-" Hermione outburst, she couldn't stop herself. She was cut off however by Severus grabbing her by the face and slinging her head towards him.
"Did I say you could speak?" Severus growled at her. Hermione looked up at him wide eyed. At this particular moment she wasn't sure if he was acting or not. Her eyes began to tear due to the pressure he was putting on her swollen cheek. He released her and Hermione looked to the ground.
"How do you keep Dumbledore from finding out?" Lucius asked.
"Obedience is beaten into her mind as easily as it would a dogs," Severus said and pulled Hermione around Lucius and towards the front desk.
"Good form, Severus, good form. Are the two of you coming to the party?" Lucius asked.
"Yes, we are," Severus answered him.
"Very good, but please clean that up. Narcissa would be upset if a few bruises ruined her party," Lucius said as he got onto the elevator. Severus released Hermione when Lucius was out of site. He led her into the marriage law office.
"Can...I help you?" The receptionist as the desk asked, stumbling over her words when she saw Hermione.
"Yes, We need to report my wife's pregnancy. Hermione Snape, her deadline is next month. The receptionist nodded and walked over to her filing cabinet.
"Do you have a medical report proving it?" She asked. Severus handed her Poppy's report. She made a few notes, stamped something, and put it all away back in the filing cabinet.
"Alright then you are all set, you shouldn't have anything else to worry about," The receptionist told them. Severus nodded and pulled Hermione to the stairs instead of the elevator. Once inside Hermione leaned against the wall. She couldn't stop herself, she began to cry. Severus pulled out his wand.
"I've never been treated so disgustingly. Like I was no better than an animal and he applauded you for it!" Hermione cried as Severus began to heal her wounds.
"I'm sorry," Severus said as the bruises on her neck faded away.
Hermione tried to gather herself and wiped her face. Severus looked at her and pulled her to his chest, hugging her. She wrapped her arms around him as well and tried to catch her breath. She then gasped and looked up at him.
"Why did you do that?" Hermione asked.
"You needed it," He said and let go of her. He began down the steps and she watched him. She couldn't help but smile to herself. `One step at a time' Hermione said. He stopped and looked up to her.
"Well, you want to get that dress or not?" Severus asked. Hermione nodded and walked down with him.
Hermione got into the dress and looked at herself in the mirror. It was a rather revealing evening dress that was low cut in front and back. She put her hair up and quickly did her make-up.
"Going somewhere on Christmas Eve…This is ridiculous Hermione," Her mother said. Hermione sighed and hung her head.
"Mum, I really am sorry but I have to go to this party. I will be back around midnight," Hermione told her.
"What is this party for? And why do you have to wear a dress like this?" Her mother asked.
"I like this dress and it's complicated," Hermione answered her.
"Like, that marriage law you had to go through? How much longer before they try to marry you off again?" Her mother asked. Hermione laughed.
"What?" She asked. Hermione raised her hand to show her mother the wedding rings. Her mother gasped and took her hand.
"My God Hermione, did you marry a millionaire?" She asked.
"I really don't know," Hermione said. Her mother raised an eyebrow and let go of her hand.
"So what's your new last name? And why weren't we invited?" She asked.
"Because we didn't have a ceremony we just signed a marriage license," Hermione said. Her mother waited.
"Snape," Hermione said as she put on a set of dangling ruby ear rings.
"Snape! Isn't he that prat of a teacher you always complain about?" She asked, her voice raised.
"Yes he is, turns out he's not so bad," Hermione replied.
"He's your professor, doesn't your world frown upon that as our world does?" She asked.
"Yes and that's why no one at school knows and if I didn't marry him I would have had to marry someone who would have put me in serious danger." Hermione said. Her mother nodded.
"How old is he?" She asked.
"Thirty-nine, I know there's a gap but honestly it's no big deal," Hermione replied.
"You don't have to have kids or anything, do you?" Her mother asked.
"That's the whole point of the law and besides..." Hermione trailed off. Her mother looked at her.
"What?" She asked. Hermione bit her lip.
"You're already pregnant" She said. Hermione nodded. Her mother looked disgusted, sad.
"Mum…" Hermione didn't know what to say. Her mother left the room tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.
"MUM!" Hermione called out as she followed her. Her mother locked herself in her room and Hermione leaned her head against the door.
"Mum, please don't do this! We didn't have a choice! If I were to have my magic stripped from me I could die! I can't leave Harry to face Voldemort alone. A baby is a small price to pay for freedom and who knows maybe I'll actually love my child," Hermione said and turned from the door, her own anger beginning to rise.
"Don't you dare go there! I love you Hermione and I will love my grandchild! It's just not exactly what I dreamed for my daughter!" Her mother said coming back out the door. Hermione turned to her.
"I just wanted you to get through school without having to worry about a baby or being married. I wanted you to get a job and then start a family to be happy. Not to be forced into becoming breeding stock," She replied. Hermione walked up to her mother and hugged her.
"So did I mom, I can still get through school, get a job, I'll just be a few steps ahead in the dating cycle," Hermione said. Her mother laughed and shook her head.
"How do I know this Snape will take good care of you?" She asked.
"He's a good man, he does have issues to work on but we're getting there," Hermione told her.
"He's not violent is he?" Her mother asked.
"He's been alone too long, that's all," Hermione answered.
"You keep an eye on him then, he sounds wounded. That can be dangerous," Her mother warned her. Hermione hugged her again.
"I know mum, you taught me well, I can take care of myself," Hermione said. Her mother nodded.
"What if he doesn't love you?" Her mother asked.
"Don't worry, I have plenty of other people that love me enough he doesn't have too," Hermione said. Her mother laughed.
"You've got a good heart, all right. You go have fun at this party and ask him if he can stop by and meet us." Her mother said. Hermione nodded with a smile.
"I'll try," Hermione said. Her mother nodded.
"I'll catch your father up on all this when he gets out of the shower," Her mother said. Hermione nodded and went into her room to get the full length black fur coat Severus made her buy. She slipped on her high heels and headed for the door. Once outside she apparated to London outside the Leaky Cauldron.
"Ready?" A voice asked. Hermione turned around and saw him. He took her hand and they apparated away.