Chapter 10 – Fix me

Hermione explained everything to Harry and he listened but what could he do? Nothing. All he could do was be there for her and so he returned to Hogsmeade feeling uneasy with his best friends emotional state.

Hermione had felt a little lighter for telling Harry but now she had to try. She wanted to make everything better and knowing who Snape was – he certainly wasn't going to sort it out and so, she got up out of her study and left for the dungeons.

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Snape sat at his study marking the mediocre work he had received from his 7th years putting Hermione severely out of his mind. He had just marked down and F- on an essay that was quite frankly pathetic when he heard a little knock on the door. He ignored it and returned to the work but the knock came again.

"What?" He shouted from his study and the door opened.

She entered.

"Get out." Snape spat, Hermione stopped in her tracks and looked at him pleadingly. Snape's heart stopped, why did she have this ability to make him do what she wanted?

He sighed and put his papers aside,

Hermione stared at Snape, she knew she had to be here, to fix things but she hadn't really thought of anything to say…

"What is it? What could you possibly want?" he looked at her and her chest tightened he looked so pained.

Hermione stood there motionless just staring at Severus.

"I love you." She burst out with and then put her hand over her mouth.

Snape got up from his chair and leaned his hands on the desk, looking down. Hermione walked towards his desk in the dark dungeon and stood on the other side of the desk, she put her hand under his chin and lifted his face up so that her eyes connected with his.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, I jus-" Snape cut her off,

"Then what was it? You had me Hermione; I placed myself in your hands and you…" Hermione touched the side of his face as the end of his sentence faded away.

"It's Lucius," Snape pulled away from her so that the two Professors stood opposite each other, "It's hard for me to… to be… all I can think about is him, when you kiss me, when you touch me…"

Snape recoiled, "I remind you of someone who tortured you?" Severus began to shout but Hermione put her hand on his chest and silenced him.

"Severus, I want you to understand. I want to be with you, I do but every time you kiss me it just takes me back to then. It's not you, it's him. He's scarred me and honestly I'm trying to fix myself, it's so hard." Hermione looked him directly in the eye as sincerely as she could.

"Then what are we going to do..? What do you want me to do?" Snape Sighed.

"I want to be with you but you're going to have to understand and take it slow." Hermione responded.

Snape moved from the other side of the table and took the DADA teacher in his arms resting her head on his shoulder. He was an idiot but now he was an idiot with someone who didn't care about that.