A/N: so the story I was thinking of last chapter was indeed: Concurrent existences by Sephyxia.
Thank you for the reviewers who helped me finding that title again. If you haven't had a chance to read it, take the time it's an amazing read.
FYI…The last part of this chapter I had wayyy too much fun writing, so forgive my indulgence. I hope you guys enjoy this at least half as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Lucius bloody Malfoy…
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Bleeding Lucius Malfoy
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Lucius
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Manky
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Malfoy!
The bane of Hermione's existence the last 3 days. After Narcissa had saved her in the Great Hall, the sniveling coward had been raging to anyone who would listen about 'his girl' being seduced by the Scottish blood traitor dyke whore.
His fellow slags had joined in and even cornered Narcissa the first morning since they had kissed and luckily Severus had been there to stop them before it went further, but Luscious had gotten his threats out to her.
She was to stop any further attachment to the brunette from his bride to be, or he would contact her father and the Malfoys directly.
Narcissa laughed in his face at that but paled at what he said that he would tell them. Luscious threatened Hermione's saftey. He said that he would bring the might of the elder Black and Malfoys to Hogwarts to smite her young love. Narcissa could care less about her safety, after all Lucius was a bunch of hot air. However, her father and the patriarch Malfoy was another story.
Cygnus Black was a cruel calculating man whom was famous for his creatively torturous almost untraceable spells and charms. If word got out to her father about her relationship outside of her betrothed, then all hell would break loose. It wouldn't matter that her girl was a McGonagall, all that would matter was that the contract between the Malfoys and Blacks would be in danger because of this woman.
Narcissa numbly and tearfully agreed to his terms of publicly breaking up with her, and the sniveling Malfoy's crew and himself left a crying Narcissa in the arms of her best mate Severus.
Her heart broke as she broke it off with the object of her desire, stopping the coming sweet kiss an hour later in the great hall publicly breaking the brunette's heart. Narcissa's caring eyes turned cold towards the bookworm who she already loved dearly with her entire being. Spewing out lie after lie about using her and how she did not want her anymore.
Hermione almost believed her, if it wasn't for the trembling hands she glanced down at, and the joyous look from the blond headed prat and his goons behind her smirking haughtily.
Hermione's tear stained face turned back to her blonde and stepped close enough so that Narcissa could only hear her.
'I know this isn't you, and you are somehow being forced to do this. Meet me 10 minutes in the place where everything is hidden.'
Narcissa gave an almost imperceptible nod amongst her icy exterior. Hermione turned away looking tortured as she felt, leaving a silent room behind.
The door opened gingerly to the room of requirement. Hermione had been drinking a cuppa tea while she waited in the armchair in front of a roaring fire. The room had been styled after the Gryffindor common room and soothed the scared time traveling witch.
Narcissa walked in slightly confused at her surroundings, and sat across from Hermione numbly.
'How?'
'How, what?' Hermione asked slightly on edge
The electrically charged room seemed to swell with the energy given off with the statement. Silence and tension stretched on for a short amount of time, until the blonde broke the silence.
'How did you know I didn't mean those thing I said?'
Hermione blinked slowly, and her look softened and she smiled. 'I know you.'
Narcissa's tears finally came cascading down. She explained the encounter she had before breakfast and the threats. These were very real threats that could endanger Hermione's life. She was imploring the brunette to understand.
'Beautiful, I believe you, that the elder men are very dangerous. I also don't put this past that slime Luscious to do this very thing. However, I strongly urge you to think logically about this.
1) If he does this he would be publicly acknowledging that he lost his betrothed to a woman
2) He would not get the woman he wants out of spite in the end and would most likely be blamed by his father and
3) He is too cowardly to do so
You have to trust in me, death seems like a small price to pay to let you love me, even if our affair only lasts a moment in time. At this point I cannot fear death, I have been given a second chance and I will not waste it for some spoiled boy.'
Narcissa shoved Hermione at the last statement.
'I will not let you just die! Young Miss McGonagall, I no longer welcome you to stay in my dorm, nor will I be in your company, if you value your life so little, how much do you actually care for my feelings?! Perhaps you are just trying to get in my pants? I severely misjudged you, go fly a kite for all I care'
'What!? No, no, that's not it at all! Don't go!' Hermione stood up screaming
Scoffing the blonde that had trapped Hermione's heart stood and left the brunette with tear filled eyes to fall apart.
Some time later she had found Minerva and asked if she could bunk with her until this whole mess could be figured out.
Minerva's empathic eyes bore into the brunette's breaking soul.
'Sometimes things have a way of turning out better than they seem at the time lass.'
'Huh, time…' was all the response she got.
Minerva patted her young cub on the shoulder as she left for bed.
The next better part of the week was the worst of both of the girl's lives. They had barely eaten or spoken to anyone.
Class was an absolute horror, sitting as far apart as they could, ignoring and yet never wavering in their longing stares.
Snape for his part had seen the glow in his friend's eyes dwindle since the display in the Great Hall and knew he had to help her.
The new McGonagall girl was deceptively a skilled and strong witch. Not many could see magic aura levels as he could. A family gift passed down genetically that not many in the magical community knew about. This Hermione was discounted the moment she stepped into their lives because she was kind. The boys had taken her kindness for weakness and wrote her off as a threat.
He knew the crooked Potter boy had stolen his girl Lilly and vowed to not let Narcissa make the same mistake. She loved a fighter and grand romantic gestures. So with a determined walk he approached the curious duelist whom had taken up residence in the astronomy tower as of late.
She was staring out, sitting on one of the alcoves looking out over the Quidditch pitch, lost to the world in her sorrow, a mix memories of both timelines swirling in her head.
'I apologize for the interruption, but'
He began softly, but then realized that was not what was needed at this time…so he changed tactics with a deep breath and raised his voice.
' You foolish little girl! would you kindly remove your head from your arse and stop being such a dunderhead about my friend!'
'Mmph.. what?!' Hermione replied almost falling over the edge
A slight smirk from the dark wizard was given in response.
'Do not play me for a fool, you wear your heart on your sleeve'
Hermione breathed for a minute, swallowing thickly willing tears to not surface.
' I appreciate your concern sir but it is not needed, I am fine.'
'DO
NOT
LIE
TO
ME!'
Snape slowly annunciating every syllable separately snapped back.
The familiar tone of the former potions professor broke her shaky façade.
She pitched forward into her hands breaking the dam and crying her eyes out.
'It's ok girl, believe it or not I understand, and I am here to help you.'
Hermione looked up into his eyes that were so oddly familiar and yet so unfamiliarity kind. She had heard about his love of Harry's mother and wondered just how deep that love went, his vaguely reminded her for the first time of her best mate whom she missed terribly…
'Our young Black is a dear friend to me, I would do anything for her. I also know that on more than one occasion you have been kind to me without provocation and I thought that you both deserve to have your heads pulled out of your arses. I am familiar with your predicament, as the woman in question has confided in me.'
Hermione just took the words in not believing them somehow, but willing herself to hope.
'What our young blonde needs is a grand gesture, you both have wallowed long enough, she needs a show of strength if you will. She fears you will not survive an altercation with those that threaten you and as such is cutting you off in an idiotic attempt to save you. Now I, unlike others around here, know you are far stronger than you let on, and so if you were to say, do something big it might endear our dear Narcissa to give you another chance, without fear of losing you.'
Snape let those words sink in before he spoke again.
'I do apologize that I have been one poor correspondent towards your previous requests..'
'Wait!' Hermione cried out, interrupting the rambling
'Miss McGonagall what is..' Snape snapped
'Just give me a minute.' She stood up and paced back and forth, the chatter had gotten her thinking and became inspired.
'How willing would you be to help me in my endeavor?' Hermione turned looking wild eyed
Snape was taken aback by the look in her crazed eyes, but said. 'I owe Narcissa my life, and therefore will help you in any way I can.'
'Brilliant, and if my plan goes as I believe it will you may just get another chance at your Lilly.' Hermione smirked knowingly
Snape took a deep breath and a step back, daring to dream
'Ok first we will need…'. Hermione and Snape planned late into the night for their plans for the next day.
It was breakfast in the Great Hall and the Professor's had been called away for their weekly meeting, leaving the mass of students to their own devices.
A single guitar broke the mundane breakfast routine as Hermione strolled in, playing a rhythmic rhythm on an magically amplified acoustic guitar. A grinning Severus followed by quickly laying out a solo guitar sustained line.
(A/N: the song is: Sister golden hair by America, give it a listen then read this, for the full experience)
A scowling Lucius stood up when he saw that her eyes had locked with his betrothed sitting primly somberly beside him. He stalked angrily toward the strolling minstrel.
Hermione noticed this movement, and spelled the guitar to continue to play as she removed it to levitate as she surely pulled out her wand from her holster and quietly spelled a tambourine into the oncoming blonde male's hand, confusing the boy and sticking him to his spot, she stopped his attack and forced him to play the instrument in time as she began singing clearly and confidently:
Well I tried to make it sunday, but I got so damn depressed
That I set my sights on monday and I got myself undressed
Hermione then continued towards her girl and removed her school robes to wolf whistles.
I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine
The goons had finally broken their stupor and were behind the witch, now raising their wands menacingly. Hermione knew the bumbling idiots would do just that, and turned slightly, spelling them to the same bind as their leader and they became the spelled backup singers.
Snape for his part had spelled his guitar to do much the same as
Snape had now conjured a full drum set and kicked off an accompanied beat.
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise
And I just can't live without you, can't you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
Hermione had made it to Narcissa by this time taking her hand in her own and kissed it before being pulled up into an embrace as she continued to sing:
Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Hermione took her girl's hand and began dancing with her as the backup singers sang on and she continued the song:
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it
Hermione dipped Narcissa at the last line, kissing her throat. At this time Snape looked over to the Gryffindor table and saw Lilly smile deeply at her old friend that she had never seen in look quite so dashing as he did now…
Hermione set Narcissa back to standing. She saw movement out of the corner of her eye, it was Professor Flitwick entering towards her, she kissed Narcissa's cheek and hopped on the table as she kicked off plate after plate towards the diminutive teacher's feet in a playful way as she was chased and continued singing:
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise
And I just can't live without you, can't you see it in my eyes?
Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
Hermione reached the end of the table to the cheers of her peers and could almost see the steam coming out of Lucius's ears. His dim witted cohorts however seemed lost to the music and sang with gusto. Another couple of professors had made it in the room and were now chasing after the girl who kept singing:
Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Hermione took a fast run after tucking under Madame Sprout's leaping grab.
She slid on her knees stopping in front of the girl of her dreams with her final line:
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it
The boys broke out of their bind taking over the song lost to their joyous dancing. Singing 'Doo wop doo wop' much to the laughter of the entire room
Narcissa was crying silent smiling tears at this. Hermione spoke clearly to the breathtakingly beautiful blonde, 'Well, will you go on a date with me beautiful?'
At this Dumbledore had entered and stopped all of the commotion with a flick of his wand silently with an amused smile.
Unaware at the change in atmosphere Narcissa was taken by the lengths this girl had and would go for her. She had severely underestimated her, and her magical prowess and strength taking on everyone for her. Narcissa gave the only answer she ever could to Hermione, an emphatic yes! As she leaned down and connected their lips to a loud chorus of cheers surrounding them.
Now broken from his bind Lucius threw down the instrument and drew his wand out.
'That filthy witch! I'll show her!'
He had a curse at the tip of his tongue, wand raised.
Professor Slughorn stepped in front of the blonde boy. 'Merlin's beard, no need to attack the young girl. Come my boy, we will see to your needs, leave them be.'
Seeing the professors corralling the girls and his pride would be better in tact if he complied he followed his head of house to the dungeons. A time would come for revenge, he would plot, and he would have the blonde in the end.
'Very well Professor, they have only a short time to enjoy their freedom, let them enjoy it while they can.'
Slightly disturbed by the statement, the head of house nonetheless shepherded his snake away from the scene.