Hermione gaped. "Well.um.w-we. um."
"Don't bother explaining. Just why didn't you tell us? It would have been better than me finding out this way. You know I would support any decision of yours, it's just that I wish you would tell me these things!"
Hermione felt tears well up in her eyes. "Harry, I'm really sorry. It's just that. Oh, you know how Ron gets! He doesn't want anyone near me! He would freak out if he were to find out! You know he would!" Hermione was sobbing now and Harry felt bad for scolding her.
"It's alright, Herms," he said soothingly, "He won't hear it from me."
"Thank you, Harry. I was just to scared you guys would hate me for loving Severus." She answered.
"Are you sure this is what you want? I mean, Snape used to be so cruel and now he just suddenly changes? How do you know that it will stay like this?" Harry really wanted to talk Hermione out of this, but if he couldn't he would just give her some things to think about to make sure everything went smoothly.
"I don't know, but for the time being, I'm going to spend as long as I can with him, just in case it isn't permanent."
"And I'm kind of not so comfortable with the idea that he's about twice your age," Harry continued.
"Oh, he's not. He's only eighteen," Hermione said with out thinking. Then when she realized what she said, she slapped her hand on her mouth. "I wasn't supposed to tell you that!" she squealed, then tears streamed from her eyes again. "Oh no! Harry, you can't tell anyone!
"Okay, I won't tell anyone!" Harry said hastily, "But, eighteen? How can he be eighteen?"
"I was Neville's potion mess up! Remember?" Hermione then went into explaining to him the symptoms.
"Wow. I had noticed hid looks had changed, but I thought nothing of it and then when he started spending time with you at dinner, all I could think about was the fact that you were ignoring us so that drove it further from my mind."
"And I'm really sorry Harry," She threw her arms around him, "I promise I won't ignore you two any more. But you still can't tell Ron."
"Don't worry! I won't!" He answered hugging her back. "Do you think we should go tell Ron that your back?"
"Yeah wouldn't want him to worry too much huh?"
They left where they were talking and found Ron playing chess with Seamus.
"Hello, Daddy. Aren't you proud of me? I'm home before curfew!" Hermione said sarcastically and hugging his head.
"Get off!" he told her. "And where have you been?!"
"I was at my detention, Silly," she answered sitting next to him on the sofa.
"What did Snape make you do? Clean the whole Great Hall without magic? It's nearly 10:00 at night!"
"Actually he did." She answered.
"Yeah whatever. Check mate!" Ron trapped Seamus' king who tossed it crown to his queen.
Seamus scowled.
"Well, I'm off to bed," Hermione said with a yawn.
"Wait a minute, young lady!" Ron yelled to her.
"What?" she turned to him.
He smiled mischievously. "Aren't you going to give Daddy a hug good night?" he said opening his arms.
Hermione laughed, "Oh course! How could I forget?" She walked back and wrapped her arms around Ron, "Good night, Daddy!" she said cheerily.
"Good night, sweetie," he said in response.
They parted and Hermione went cheerfully to bed. She really didn't ever want to loose Ron.
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"Don't bother explaining. Just why didn't you tell us? It would have been better than me finding out this way. You know I would support any decision of yours, it's just that I wish you would tell me these things!"
Hermione felt tears well up in her eyes. "Harry, I'm really sorry. It's just that. Oh, you know how Ron gets! He doesn't want anyone near me! He would freak out if he were to find out! You know he would!" Hermione was sobbing now and Harry felt bad for scolding her.
"It's alright, Herms," he said soothingly, "He won't hear it from me."
"Thank you, Harry. I was just to scared you guys would hate me for loving Severus." She answered.
"Are you sure this is what you want? I mean, Snape used to be so cruel and now he just suddenly changes? How do you know that it will stay like this?" Harry really wanted to talk Hermione out of this, but if he couldn't he would just give her some things to think about to make sure everything went smoothly.
"I don't know, but for the time being, I'm going to spend as long as I can with him, just in case it isn't permanent."
"And I'm kind of not so comfortable with the idea that he's about twice your age," Harry continued.
"Oh, he's not. He's only eighteen," Hermione said with out thinking. Then when she realized what she said, she slapped her hand on her mouth. "I wasn't supposed to tell you that!" she squealed, then tears streamed from her eyes again. "Oh no! Harry, you can't tell anyone!
"Okay, I won't tell anyone!" Harry said hastily, "But, eighteen? How can he be eighteen?"
"I was Neville's potion mess up! Remember?" Hermione then went into explaining to him the symptoms.
"Wow. I had noticed hid looks had changed, but I thought nothing of it and then when he started spending time with you at dinner, all I could think about was the fact that you were ignoring us so that drove it further from my mind."
"And I'm really sorry Harry," She threw her arms around him, "I promise I won't ignore you two any more. But you still can't tell Ron."
"Don't worry! I won't!" He answered hugging her back. "Do you think we should go tell Ron that your back?"
"Yeah wouldn't want him to worry too much huh?"
They left where they were talking and found Ron playing chess with Seamus.
"Hello, Daddy. Aren't you proud of me? I'm home before curfew!" Hermione said sarcastically and hugging his head.
"Get off!" he told her. "And where have you been?!"
"I was at my detention, Silly," she answered sitting next to him on the sofa.
"What did Snape make you do? Clean the whole Great Hall without magic? It's nearly 10:00 at night!"
"Actually he did." She answered.
"Yeah whatever. Check mate!" Ron trapped Seamus' king who tossed it crown to his queen.
Seamus scowled.
"Well, I'm off to bed," Hermione said with a yawn.
"Wait a minute, young lady!" Ron yelled to her.
"What?" she turned to him.
He smiled mischievously. "Aren't you going to give Daddy a hug good night?" he said opening his arms.
Hermione laughed, "Oh course! How could I forget?" She walked back and wrapped her arms around Ron, "Good night, Daddy!" she said cheerily.
"Good night, sweetie," he said in response.
They parted and Hermione went cheerfully to bed. She really didn't ever want to loose Ron.
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