The "Harry Potter" characters belong to JK Rowling, her associates and affiliates. CPT Holdings Inc. and Sony Pictures Home Entertainment own "Bewitched" and "Tabitha". For entertainment purposes only. There. I have spoken.
A/N According to more than one website, Adam was a warlock in "Bewitched" and a mortal in "Tabitha". For this fanfic, he's a mortal. It just works better that way. And all due respect to anyone who disagrees.
The following afternoon, Hermione and Ginny minded Sarah as the little one stood on a chair and worked busily in her coloring book spread out on the table in the back yard of the Burrow. Hermione glanced up as Ron approached the house, but Ginny kept her eyes on her paper as she said, "Don't go in, Ron, there's a woman nursing a baby in there. Unless, of course, you insist."
Ron blushed at the insinuation, but had no better retort than, "Shut up, Ginny."
"No, you shut up!"
"Shut up!" Sarah chimed in.
"Good job, you two. Why'd you have to go and teach that to Sarah? Mrs. Thurston's going to be mad when she finds out what you did," said Hermione indignantly.
"That's who's here?"
"Uh-huh, and Hermione, you think we ought to tell him?"
"Tell me what?"
"Well...I don't know. You think he can handle it, Ginny?"
"Handle what?"
"Oh, just that 'We know something you don't know,'" Ginny sing-songed the last part and Sarah giggled.
"Will you just..." Ron said, getting mad.
"It is a rather juicy bit of gossip, Ron."
"And we know you can't keep a secret," Ginny added.
"When did I ever not keep a secret?"
"Fine. But you better sit down for this," Ginny said.
Ron sat down. "This better be good, after all that build-up."
"It is," Ginny said confidently.
"Keep your voice down," said Hermione to both of them. She leaned closer to Ron and said. "Mrs. Thurston's here--she's talking to your mum because she was attacked by dementors last night." Both girls were grinning.
"If you two think that's funny, then you both have a sick sense of humor."
"You would be right, Ron, if it weren't for one little thing--she wasn't alone, " said Ginny mysteriously.
"Go on..."
"She was with Professor Snape."
"So?"
"So, they were coming back from a date." Ginny leaned back and crossed her arms in front of her with a satisfied smile and waited for the news to sink in.
"Eww--you're wrong--that can't be right."
"Can be and is. Ginny and I were right there in the kitchen when she said it--she took him to a wedding--some friend of hers--and Tonks corroborated it, so there."
Ron shook his head slowly. "Well, that just--no. I don't believe she couldn't find somebody better. Not with her looks..." He broke off, blushing, when the two girls just stared at him.
"Yeah, and Ron, she's like a million years older than you," said Ginny, who was trying hard not to laugh.
Hermione just shook her head and looked down at her paper and continued coloring.
"I didn't mean that I liked her--I mean not like that--I was just saying--"
Ginny picked up a crayon and started coloring, but Hermione started singing, "And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson..."
Ginny didn't understand the reference, but she smiled at her brother's discomfiture. Ron didn't understand the reference either, but he knew when he was being teased, and marched out of the yard in a huff.
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It was a couple of days later, and the Order was to meet at Grimmauld place. Tabitha had just dressed and was running down the stairs to answer a knock at the front door. It was a little early for people to start arriving, and she was a little annoyed because she had some last-minute things to do.
She opened the door to see Severus, and she let him in. He was looking at her with his usual direct manner, but there was also something curious and a little guarded in his expression. They hadn't spoken since the wedding and she was nervous about facing him again. Once the alcohol wore off, she had burned with embarrassment over some of the things she had said. She was fervently grateful she hadn't done anything to be ashamed of, but oh, the things she had said!
"Go have a seat," she said, carefully casual, tipping her head towards the dining room door. "I need to bring in the refreshments."
She started to push her way into the kitchen but something made her turn around. He was following her. She stopped.
"I came early for a reason," he said.
Tabitha looked into his serious, knowing face and almost gasped out loud. She was about to get the "friends" speech. She could cope with that--it certainly wasn't the end of the world--but she felt like she couldn't cope with the post-friends-speech awkwardness. Well, she decided in a panic, I just won't stand here for it. If she was fast enough, she could make her escape through the kitchen, up the back stairs and into her bedroom, and have Tonks make her excuses for her. She could plead a headache. People never question headaches.
All this went through her head in the space of about two seconds. She dashed into the kitchen, but was only halfway across the floor when he caught up with her and grabbed her arm, swinging her around to face him. He looked puzzled.
"Look, I..." she started but he put his hand lightly on her face.
"I wanted to know," he said, "If this was real enough for you."
He leaned down and kissed her. It took a moment to register in her mind, she had been so sure he was going to give her the brush-off. But then she kissed him back, joyfully, dizzily and felt his arms go around her back--which was good because she had gone suddenly weak in the knees. Her arms went around his neck and she realized how different this was from when Sirius kissed her. She had never felt this way towards Sirius.
They jumped back from each other when they heard Tonks' footsteps hurrying towards the kitchen and they carefully avoided looking at each other when she entered.
"Hi," Tonks said, confused at the sight of Severus in the kitchen. "You're here early."
He mumbled something nondistinct, and Tonks looked suspiciously at Tabitha, who was still carefully not looking at him, as she carried the refreshment tray by hand out the kitchen door and down the hall. Severus followed a moment after her. Tonks sighed and magicked the beverages into the next room. She would wheedle the story out of Tabitha if it killed her.
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