Disclaimer- Thank you J.K. Rowling for granting this indulgence.
Author's Note- Ladies and Gentlemen, I present chapter twenty-one for your approval.
Date Modified- 3/2/2010
Glimmer
Differences of Opinion
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"Severus, don't play games with me. I know you're here, I can smell you." Despite not being able to see, she normally kept her eyes open. Hermione traversed the room cautiously, nose slightly raised. Closing her eyes Hermione gave a great sniff. "You move and I'll hex you," whipping out her wand she ran to him. "I have an idea, I'll need your help."
"Are you going to try swimming again?" Severus chuckled at her foray into swimming.
"No, though I do need to get changed. To the bedroom if you please," gripping his arm.
"I'm having a few ideas of my own." Snape smirked as he led Hermione from the room. "Does your idea have anything to do with giving me little witches and wizards?"
"Don't be ridiculous, there is no way I can safely get around both pregnant and blind. No, my idea will require us to go into Muggle London. You will need to dress like a Muggle."
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Severus hadn't been cooperative so Hermione transfigured his clothing for him. Hermione traced Severus' form with her hands inspecting him. "Romeo in black jeans." She cupped him gently before humming her approval.
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Severus looked around; uneasy and out of his element, he whispered into Hermione's ear. "This is insane, you're just grasping at straws now."
"Let me do all of the talking, and keep your wand to yourself." Patting his leg reassuringly, Hermione handed Severus, a sundry publication. "Here, occupy yourself." She moved her focus to the ambient sound.
"Mrs. Granger-Snape?" An unfamiliar feminine voice called.
"Here." She raised her hand acknowledging the summons. Severus grasped Hermione's arm and led her in the right direction. Grinning from ear to ear, Hermione held fast to Severus' arm.
All the essential preliminaries taken care of, they were settled into a room to wait. Hermione's mind raced excited and nervous with anticipation. "I'm so nervous," Hermione was laughing nervously.
Uneasy with the goings-on, Severus held fast to his disbelief and anxiety. "You should be." A whispered rasp in her ear explained that the only reason Muggles came to hospitals was to die.
"Severus, you are worried unnecessarily; I've had my appendix removed when I was eight. The doctor let me keep it." Severus made a revolted look that was lost on Hermione. "It floated in a little jar of wintergreen alcohol." Hermione said wistfully.
"Slytherin's droopies, you did not. Like potion ingredients?" Snape was aghast, "sounds like dark magic."
There was a curt knock at the door and a stout doctor entered looking speculative upon seeing the mismatched pair. Hermione immediately stuck out her hand. "I'm Doctor Todd, you must be Hermione Granger-Snape. And is this," Severus plugged the breech giving the straight-shooting woman his hand. "I've already read through your vitals, so lets get started shall we?" Dr. Todd got down to work examining the physical structure of her eye. "Mr. Snape, will you please wait out in the lobby while I finish the exam."
Snape gave Hermione a stony look that spoke of emotional tension. "It's quite all right, Severus; I will be fine." She shooed him from the room.
The door clicked shut, "Hermione, do you feel safe at home?" -Yes.- "Do you have everything you need? I mean to say, you obviously do not use a cane or stick?" The doctor was somewhat taken aback by Hermione's answer. -I don't need one.- "Certainly, you need aid when outside the home?" -I don't go out without Severus, so I have him.- "You are never independent of your husband?"
"Are you implying that Severus mistreats me?" Hermione's face etched with the horror of such a notion. The doctor had expressed her concerns, "Severus is an excellent husband even when he's cranky." Stoutly denying any mischief, Hermione crossed her arms.
"I won't lie to you, the preliminary examination suggests that you have swelling behind the eye. This type of injury is often a result of blunt trauma. And by your own admission, the accident happened some time ago."
Exasperated, and completely at a loss to make an explanation, she used her wand to assuage the doctor's concerns. "Are there any treatment options available?"
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