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The next night Hermione wondered up to the Astronomy Tower in hope of getting the final answer to her resorting. She wanted to be in a place where she wouldn't get hurt. Like Malfoy said, Slytherin would protect her because of her blood status and who her brother is. But, she wanted to be with familiar and kind faces. So, right now Gryffindor was out of the question.
Breathing heavily, she finally stopped climbing the larger staircase. Hermione may carry 20 pounds of books everywhere, but staircase climbing wasn't her thing. She stepped into the open circular area and smiled faintly at the cold chill that washed over her overheated body. Walking toward the railing furthest from the door, she stopped dead in her tracks seeing a body already in the spot she was walking towards.
The messy black hair gave away the identity of who it was. Harry Potter was less than 10 feet in front of her. Hermione quietly pulled out her wand and started to walk away from him. She just wanted to get away from the boy who broke her heart.
"Hermione?" Harry's head turned to the side a bit. She started to scramble backwards, not caring to be stealthy. Losing her footing, Hermione crashed backwards on the ground and dropped her wand. The wand, like it had a mind of its own, rolled towards Harry and bumped into his shoe. Her eyes widened and her body froze up as Harry bent over and picked up her vine-like wand. His carcasses the wand like it was his lover.
When Harry turned around Hermione's eyes grew wider. Harry looked almost as bad as Remus after a full moon. His hair was messier than normal, the beautiful bright emerald green eyes were dull and under them were dark bags.
Hermione crawled away from Harry; the natural fear that had become the thing she relied on the most took hold of her lungs, making her breath loudly and heavily. Her eyes flickered around, looking for an opening to escape.
"Hermione." Harry breathed with a small smile and a look of relief flooded his face. He stumbled over to her and yanked her into a crushing hug. Hermione's joints throughout her body locked, he put a hand on the back of her neck and nuzzled his nose into her hair mumbling nonsense.
A scent reached her nose from her ex-boyfriends clothing. It was a sharp type of smell with a sour tang to it. Fire Whiskey. Good Gods, he was drinking Fire Whiskey! Hermione slowly moved her head to the side and saw a few empty bottles knocked over. She tried to relax her muscles knowing that Harry would never hurt her in this state.
They found out during the Christmas Holidays in 5th year that Harry is a loving drunk, Ron was a very questionable drunk and she was a shy drunk. The next day the three didn't leave the boys room. Sirius found out what they did and helped them out with a few comments and stories here and there. And lots of jokes.
"Harry," she croaked out, the fear was now a lump in her throat. "I need you to let go." Harry shook his head against hers.
"No." he said like a stubborn child. "I'll lose you again."
"Lose me?"
He acted like she was a toy which was hiding under his bed for weeks. He dumped her for who she was. He never gave her the time to explain properly!
"I lost you because I was stupid. And now I never let you go!" Harry said loudly. He was totally beggared. She had to help him. If he got loose, looser, you couldn't tell what he'll do.
"Har, let's sit down alright? I won't go anywhere she whispered against his chest. Hermione slowly sank to the ground with Harry near a wall and made him lean on it. He kept his arms around her, clinging really tight; making it harder than it should be to sit down. 'It feels nice to be back in his arms again', was the thought that ran through Hermione's head. It had been awhile since someone held her like this.
"I'm really sorry Hermione." Harry whispered his Fire Whiskey laced breath fanned across her face. His arms tightened into an iron grip which made her position in his lap even more oddly comfortable.
"I know Harry," she lied. "Everything will be alright."
"No it won't. I lost Sirius, my mum and dad, and now you, and it's my entire fault." Harry whispered. If she didn't know he was drunk, she would have thought that he was just depressed.
"Harry," he now started to nuzzle, kiss and nip her neck. "I want you to calm down and stop doing that to my neck." Harry whimpered and continued his work on her neck. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as he nipped at the sensitive skin that connected to her jaw to her neck. Harry gave a happy hum and started to move down her long column. She needed to stop him, her instincts screamed. But she couldn't think, that was the problem. Harry was clumsily rubbing her sides while keeping his mouth at work at her skin.
The slightest touch from Harry set her skin ablaze and her mind a puddle.
Slipping a wand, his or her own, out of his robe she whispered, 'Sopor' and felt him slump against her back with heavy deep breaths that moved her hair lazily across her cheek. Hermione peeled Harry's iron clamp like arms off of her torso and lightly put them by his side. Moving away and standing up in front of him and looked down. He looked so peaceful from the last time she really saw him, and a piece of parchment drew her attention to it.
It was a written conversation between Ron and Harry from what looked like History of Magic. Ron kept asking what was wrong with Harry and telling him if it the 'Mini Bat' did anything to him (Harry) that they could go to Madam Pomfrey and fix him. There were also some vile things that Ron thought of that they could do to her, although he later wrote he was kidding when Harry threatened to take this to McGonagall. It trailed off into useless things and jokes, the parchment was also crumpled, tear stained, and stained by the whiskey. Hermione looked back to the slumbering man with a bit of an amused gaze. He was going to have a hell of a hangover tomorrow.
But one thing of sure she knew was that she had to get away from this craziness with all the Gryffindors. She shouldn't have to be afraid to be near any of them when she was in the classrooms or walking through the common room in the dead of night. This was her last year at Hogwarts and her grades were dropping from the depression, and the Slytherins have calmed down quickly a week ago.
Hermione quickly exited the tower, not before she left a sobering potion for Harry, just in case, and all but ran down the unnaturally long staircase towards the dungeons. She seemed to send more time there hiding in the shadows than anywhere else. But she was going to speak to Severus if it killed her.
Snapes Chambers
"I don't care Lupin; I'm not going to talk to her." Severus lied through his teeth to the fair haired man sitting across from him. Each one nursing a tumbler of amber liquid in one hand and both on the verge of a headache.
"You saw how she looks Severus! You may ignore Hermione for no reason now, but you have to at least notice her now because if you don't she may have a breakdown or starve to death." Remus quickly stood up and started to rant. It took him forever to corner the snarky Slytherin, and hours to get into a continuous conversation with him.
"I'm doing this because I'm looking out for the both of us."
"Being selfish you mean?"
Severus dropped his tumbler and drew his wand and aimed it right at the werewolf's neck. "You dare call me that? I'm keeping both of our hides out of the fire. She would probably be dead or worse if I talked to her right now." The pissed off potions master hissed with a heated anger glint shining in his black iris'.
"Your baby sister needs you and your hiding from her. She could easily be maimed or kidnapped by someone and what would you do?" Remus retorted.
"I would find a way to get her back."
"What about if she was attacked by someone? Would you go tear the mickey out of them?"
"I would have."
"Then go get your sister and tell her that you're going to protect her! I had her sobbing for more than an hour in my office a few days ago, saying how much shite has been going on in her life! If you don't do anything Severus, I swear I'm going to finish what happened in 6th year." Remus glared, amber eyes flashed across his blue eyes showing that Moony agreed with him. Severus faltered back a bit but managed to hold his ground.
"Fine." Severus spat out through his teeth.
Remus gave a small smile in triumph when a hurried three knock came from the door across the room. Severus strided to the door and jerked it open to find a dull, greasy (so much like his own), black haired teenager/women shifting on her feet looking uncertain.
"Hermione?"
"Sev… C-can I come in? I need to ask you something." Her meek voice made him cringe a bit on the inside. He silently stepped aside and let the thin girl walk into his homely chamber. Hermione quickly walked over to the sleek couch and sat in the middle with her head down and eyes looking at her knees.
"Hello Herm." Remus said softly as to not scare the student.
"Oh!" Hermione gasped and a large smile spread painfully across the fragile face, her eyes light up like the stars in the night sky. "Hi Remus, how's Tonks? When's the baby suppose to come again? It can't be long."
Severus starred at Hermione and the werewolf talked about Mrs. Lupin and the devil spawn of his. They were talking so easily, just like he did when they found out who she was, and he was jealous that he dropped he like that as quickly and he called Lily that word.
"Severus?" his name being called shakes him out of his stupor. He collected himself and raised his thin eyebrow in question. Both of them were looking at him while he still stood. He strided to his abandon armchair, sat, and plucked the fallen tumbler from the ground.
"Is there a reason you came here?" He said tonelessly and watched how she fidgeted in her seat.
"Yes- well- Iwantaresorting." She said all this very fast while looking panicked.
Remus moved to sit next to Hermione and lightly placed one of his hands on her clasped ones. And rubbed soothing circles with his thumb when she gave a slight jerk when he touched her. "Hermione, sweetheart, we need you to slow down. Can you please say that again?"
"I want a resorting." She said slowly and clearly.
"Why?" It couldn't be too bad in the lion's d- oh. Lion's den, sister of snakes; bad combination.
"They hate me, why would I want to stay in a place that hates me?" a bitter undertone could be found in her voice. It sounded like his thoughts from when he was a child and his parents always fought about magic and him.
Remus looked up at Severus, his eyes holding the understanding of how she feels.
"The Headmaster won't go for a resorting. But," he added when her eyes went wide and started to look a bit wet. "I will state your problem and probably argue for the next twenty minutes about it with him." He opened up a bit; he could also see the happiness in her still wet eyes. If he was going to get killed because of this one girl, it was worth it to at least see her happy.
"Thank you Severus." Hermione breathed happily. She was going to get farther away from her attackers, hopefully.
Remus stood up and clapped, making both dark haired persons jump a bit. He grinned widely and looked to Hermione. "How about we go tell Dora? She hasn't seen you in awhile, she's been talking about you none stop. And maybe stay the night? You got no classes tomorrow."
Hermione nodded and slowly stood up and took his offered elbow. As she reached the door she stopped and quickly dashed to Severus and pecked his cheek and left the man sitting there with a be withered look on his face and a tint of pink on his cheeks.
Ya I know I'm mean. Well, not many people reviewed me. But thanks to those who did. Now, I need some help for later in the story Severus may get together with someone. Please tell me who you would like to add him with, OC or some one on here. And thanks to my plot bunnies and beta.
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