A/N: I do not own Harry Potter.
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Severus walked back to his room and was both relieved and disappointed to find it empty. Hermione had not yet returned. He sat down on his bed, putting his legs up and leaning back against the pillows. He glanced at the copy of the Quibbler Luna had given him.
"Is Your Familiar Really a Reincarnated Witch?" he read. He'd forgotten how crazy some of the stories could be. He flipped the pages finding one that contained an interview with Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. Hermione's name was not mentioned. He sighed, but slowly started reading the interview.
The next page contained a timeline of the war, Severus found that part much more interesting. At least now he'd have some idea what had happened. He saw his name listed towards the end of the timeline, a small blurb about how he had almost sacrificed himself.
"Oh, you're awake, sir," he heard Hermione say from the doorway. "I thought you might be sleeping since it was so quiet, either that or you finally hexed the healer." Severus couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Did you find something to read, Hermione?" He deliberately used her first name, if nothing else but watch her eyes light up.
"I brought a few books, I wasn't sure what you'd want to read. Or which ones you've already read and decided weren't worth rereading," she babbled setting her bag on the chair.
"I'm sure you found something appropriate," he stated leaning over and opening the bag. In true Hermione fashion the bag was filled the brim with books, at least ones Severus could see. He was pretty sure there was some kind of extension charm on it.
"Good, I've got the latest edition of Potions Today, I know you haven't read it yet, since it came out last month," she pulled out the magazine. "Um, I've got The Deluxe Potions Index, they published a new cross reference book, called Deluxe, I'v got it here too." One by one Hermione pulled book after book from her bag. Some of the titles Severus recognized, but others must have belonged to Hermione.
"Um, I also brought a photo album of us, I know you don't remember any of it, but I thought maybe some of the pictures might help." She pulled a black leather book from the bag, moving it to the floor under the chair.
"That is very, thoughtful, Hermione."
"So, what did you do while I was gone, hopefully you weren't too bored."
"Actually I had an interesting chat with your friend, Luna." Hermione hid her shock at Severus calling Luna by her first name.
"Oh?"
"I went for a walk, ran into her in the tea room."
"How did it go?"
"She, as usual, is very insightful. She recommends I speak with you, and then she threatened me." Hermione bit back the laugh rising her throat.
"She can be quite protective."
"Indeed," Severus answered picking up the Quibbler. "Have you read this yet?"
"Some of it, and no, I don't think Crookshanks is a wizard who is going to kill me in my sleep because of some secret society," she answered selecting a book about runes.
