Hermione and Severus worked hard in the potions lab bent over Slytherin's journal. Severus turned to the page of the old journal and ran his finger across the page looking over the ingredients. Hermione thinly sliced the daisy root. She dropped the first ingredient into the clear liquid and watched it turn a light yellow. They changed from brewing to reading the journal every hour to make sure there was no mistakes were made.
Tom and Carrie sat on the couch in the library reading a book. He looked up at the clock that rested on the mantle and sighed heavily. Severus and Hermione had been down in the basement for twelve hours. They only saw one of them come to get something to eat.
"What's wrong?" asked Carrie in concern.
"Nothing Carrie."
"Yes there is. You're concerned for Severus and Hermione. We haven't seen them really in nearly twelve hours." she told him.
"Grandpa, where's Daddy?" asked Marlasoe, who had just walked into the library.
"In the lab."
She beamed at Carrie and Marlasoe left the room for the basement.
Marlasoe carefully opened the lab door and slipped into the room and closed the door behind her with a soft click. She sat down on steps. She knew not to fully enter the lab without a permission. She smiled at the couple.
Severus put down his spoon and walked over behind Hermione and kissed the back of her neck. "It's time to retire for the night."
"Mmm." said Hermione not looking away from the book.
Severus marked the page in the journal and closed it. He had heard Marlasoe enter the lab. He knew it was time retire for the night. He turned her around and pushed back her once slick curls that were now frizzed from the heat of the lab.
"Come along. The potion needs to simmer for the next 48 hours. It will be fine." whispered Severus. Hermione nodded and he led her to the steps. "Come on baby girl bedtime."
Marlasoe stood up from the stairs and the trio left the lab. Severus closed and sealed the door with a wave of his wand. So that Marlasoe wouldn't wonder into the lab and endanger herself or the others.
Severus, Marlasoe and Hermione climbed the stairs to the bedrooms. Severus walked into his daughter's room to tuck her into bed. Marlasoe beamed when Hermione followed them into the room.
Marlasoe climbed into the bed. Severus walked over to left side of the bed, while Hermione walked over to the right side of the bed. They both grabbed the covers and pulled them over the small girl.
"Tell me story." said Marlasoe. "Please," she patted on the mattress, "Come on Lolly up girl." Lolly jumped up onto the bed and laid down.
Severus pulled up a nearby chair and sat down. Hermione walked over to Severus. She squealed in surprise when he pulled her into his lap. She smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
"What story is it tonight sweetheart?" asked Hermione as she leaned back against her lover's chest.
"How did you and Daddy get together?" asked Marlasoe.
Hermione and Severus looked at each other and laughed slightly. Then turned to Marlasoe and told her their story. They smiled at Marlasoe, but didn't make it to the end of the story. She had fallen sleep in the middle of the tale.
Hermione and Severus got up from the chair and kissed her goodnight. They left the room. Severus pulled the door closed leaving it opened slightly. The couple made their way to their room for a nice hot bath.
Severus fixed the water putting relaxing bath oils and lit candles with wave of his wand. They undressed and sank down into the soothing water. Severus gently washed Hermione's hair and bathed out her sore muscles. They switched and she watched Severus's hair and body. Hermione turned around and captured Severus's lips with her own.
Carrie looked down at Tom, who had his head in her lap. She soothingly rubbed his forehead. He sighed under her gentle touch and watched the orange, blue and yellow lights of the fire.
"I want to thank you for your help." whispered Carrie.
"For what dear?" said Tom sinking deeper into the pillow in Carrie's lap.
"For everything. You returned my memories, magic and my life. Along with my parents and grandparents."
Tom turned over onto his back and smiled up at the woman. He sat up from her comfortable petting. He turned and looked at her and smiled. He slowly filled the gap between them and their lips were inches from each others.
"You're welcome." he whispered and gently captured her lips with his own.
They pulled back and Carrie couldn't help but blush. She looked away from the man. Tom turned her head and made her face him.
"Don't turned away." whispered Tom and twisted a curl around his finger. "You're beautiful and very special and a wonderful brilliant witch."
"You're a charmer Tom Riddle."
He leaned forward and captured her lips again, and buried his hands in curls. They pulled back and smiled at each other. The clock chimed 2:00 a.m.
"It's late. I should go to bed." said Carrie and Tom nodded and helped her to her feet.
Tom walked her to her bedroom door. He kissed her forehead and bid her goodnight. Carrie smiled and closed the door and Tom made his way to his own bed.
Severus and Hermione crawled into bed after nice long bath. He rolled over onto Hermione supporting most of his weight with his arms. He captured her lips with his own and kissed his way down her body. Hermione moaned at the hot gentle butterfly kisses. He wanted to hear his lover screaming his name in the heat of passion.
"Silencing charm." gasped Hermione between kisses and Severus waved his wand and silenced the room.
Narcissa and Luicus laid in their bed. She had her head resting on her husband's muscular chest. He ran his fingers through blonde hair. They couldn't believe what Dumbledore had caused. He had taken their best friend from them. He had taken Narcissa's sister from her and ripped away their memories. He had taken away so much.
"I can't believe he took away Carrie." whispered Narcissa. "He took away my best friend…my sister, Luicus." she cried into his chest.
He held his wife close. He sighed heavily and gently rubbed her back. He didn't speak words of comfort. He just held her and let her cry out her pain and relief of having Carrie back. He quietly planed ways to hurt Dumbledore. Luicus heard his wife's sobs turn to hiccups and felt her body relax. He knew she had cried herself to sleep. He soon joined his wife in the land of slumber.
Ginny quietly slipped into Draco's room and closed the door behind her. She crawled into the bed. He rolled over and pulled his girlfriend into his arms. She smiled against his chest. He ran his finger tips up and down the spine of her back. He felt her shutter. Ginny pushed Draco onto his back and placed butterfly kisses over his chest. He buried his hands in her red hair. They needed to let out their frustration that was caused by Dumbledore. It was the best and funniest way for them.
(Note: They're all at the Riddle house.)
Harry laid in his bed at the Burrow listening to Ron's snoring. He placed his folded arms behind his head. He couldn't sleep. He had too many things to think about. He thought back to when Professor McGonagall had placed the sorting hat on his head.
Flashback
Harry sat down on the stool in front of the students in the Great Hall and Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on his head. He jumped when it came to life.
"Ah, Harry Potter was wondering when I would be sorting you." said the hat in Harry's head. "You have talent, yes. But where to put you. Slytherin is for the cunning and loyal. You would do well there."
"Not Slytherin." thought Harry.
"Salazar had many gifts Mr. Potter. He was very wise and created many wonders of Hogwarts." said the hat.
"Not Slytherin." thought Harry once again.
"Why not?" asked the sorting hat.
"Well, my new friend Ron Weasely told me that the Slytherin House was a house that their was no witch or wizard that didn't go bad in Slytherin."
"Oh, Harry, things aren't as they seem. But you are the heir of my maker, Godric Gryffindor. You have many of the makings of a Gryffindor. They are brave and loyal. But you will do well in Slytherin. I ask of you to let me place you in the house you shall do more for the greater good. The loyalty of the Lady Hogwarts and our world to protect them both."
"Not Slytherin."
"Very well. The place for you is GRYFFINDOR!" yelled the hat.
The sorting hat sighed just as Professor McGonagall lifted the hat from Harry's head. The hat watched the young wizard take his seat at what he knew was the wrong house. The hat knew he was the heir of Gryffindor but he truly belonged to Slytherin.
End of Flashback
Harry was now very confused. He didn't know what to think. He knew that he missed Hermione, and idea of killing his best friend just didn't sit well with him. Then he was seeing a side of Dumbledore that truly disturbed him. It made the hair on the back of his neck stand up and gleam in Dumbledore's eyes when he spoke of Hermione. It was like she was poison and unworthy.
Hermione had been nothing but a wonderful friend over the years. She had never left his side when he needed her, and he was cruel and didn't take the time to hear her out. Ron wouldn't leave his side for a moment to give him time to talk to her and let her explain. He needed to find away to speak to his friend. He also wanted a word with the hat too.
Harry rolled over onto his side and slowly fell asleep. He knew his thoughts would haunt his dreams.
Dream:
Harry stood on the grounds of Hogwarts face to face with Hermione. They both dressed for battle. He had the Sword of Gryffindor at his side while Hermione had the Sword of Slytherin at her side. Harry looked around for a reason not fight his best friend.
Hermione drew her wand and held it at her side. She had promised Hogwarts to protect her. "Harry, I going to do what have to and protect Hogwarts. I gave her my vow and I never back out of my promises." she told him.
"I know." said Harry just as Ron walked up next to him.
"We'll have Slytherin House removed from the school and have another in it's place." sneered Ron.
"You must get rid of the Slytherin line Harry." said Dumbledore.
"Why? They've done nothing wrong. Hermione's done nothing wrong!" cried Harry.
"She's a dark witch! All Slytherins are dark!" cried Ron, trying to think of away for him to finish off the witch.
"Do it now Harry!" ordered Dumbledore. Harry raised his wand with a shaky hand. "Do it Harry. You must do it."
End of Dream
Harry's eyes snapped opened at the sound of Hedwig's hooting. He rubbed his face with shaky hands. He couldn't do it. He couldn't kill his best friend. It just was too hard and uncalled for. Yes she had her dark side, but everyone had those. Everyone got angry.
Harry grabbed his glasses and put them on and got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He walked down the hall and closed the bathroom door behind him with a soft click. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at his lighting bolt scar.
"The scar was from a piece of flying glass." Harry heard Hermione's voice say in his head.
Harry ran his hands through his messy black hair making it even messier. He sighed heavily thankful he hadn't had a dream about Voldemort in a few months, and it got him wondering why.
Harry knew that the only memory of his mother he had was the night that she died. The flash of green light and the shatter of glass. A loud scream and a high pitched cackle of laughter. He wished he knew that what actually happened on the night of October 31, 1981. It went with them to the grave.
Harry shook his head to get the screams of his mother from his mind. He wanted know the truth. The hat's words rang out in his mind. He turned out the bathroom light and returned to the bedroom and crawled back into the bed in hope to find a dreamless sleep.
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