A/N: Right, I'm sorry this update is overdue but I had a good excuse – I
finally have my own copy of the HP video and have been looking at the Snape
scenes. Many times. Ooohh…his voice…. OK, I'll stop now grin. I'm not
sure where this next chapter came from but I hope you will enjoy it!
BethAnn & Mara456 – I'm glad you like the idea of statues of S & H!
Raija Darknight – Yup, Ron will be shocked…
Spike-Lover – Eeek, I had forgot that Slytherin colours are green and silver, not green and black (looks sheepish).
Unstable – I'm glad you're comparing me with Venus DeMilo….aw, shucks! (for those who don't know, Venus has a great time-travel H/S story up called 'Lost'). By all means, start writing (
Other Nice Reviewers™ - Thank you!
Part 14
At the news that the rest of the day was to be taken off, many students (particularly the younger ones) immediately went to Hogsmeade. However, thanks to Harry a new set of whispers went around Hogwarts that brought mixed reactions…
Hermione knew objectively that despite his frequently malevolent exterior, Professor Snape was not an evil man. But right now, sitting beside him on his couch, she was tempted to change her mind.
She frowned at him. "Any more and I'll get fat!" she warned, trying to keep her voice firm.
Unconcerned, Severus gave her a smile that threatened to turn her insides into jelly. "No you won't!" he murmured. His unblinking black eyes were gleaming and it seemed to Hermione that he was enjoying himself far too much…
He went on. "A Miss-Know-It-All like yourself should know there are no…what's that silly Muggle word…calories...in it at all, and will indeed help to keep your strength up, just in case. As you students say; 'where is the bad in that' hmm? Now where was I…."
While Hermione muttered 'blackmail' under her breath she nevertheless opened her mouth when he picked up a piece of Madam Pomfrey's chocolate from a silver dish perched on his knee and popped it into her mouth, his fingers lingering on her mouth for a second. She had to admit that the healing chocolate was delicious, although she didn't really need it. Telling Professor Snape that had been a waste of breath, though! However, two could play at this game…she licked her mouth slowly.
"Yummy…" she said innocently and while his breath seemed to catch in his throat for a second she took another piece of chocolate and held it to his lips. Without taking his eyes off her he took the chocolate into his mouth and after eating it slowly took her hand and kissed it softly.
"Wicked girl…perhaps you should have been in Slytherin after all!" he murmured, pulling her closer to him. Hermione reached up a hand and gently ran a finger down his cheek. It was simple things like that she had dreamed of doing for a long time.
However, to their chagrin they heard approaching footsteps in his office.
"Professor Snape?" called a determined voice. It was Draco. Desire put (reluctantly) aside for now, Hermione and Severus stared at each other soberly, both of them remembering that Voldemort had inhabited the body of Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father.
Placing the silver dish on the table in front of the couch, Severus rose to his feet in a smooth motion. "What has he heard, I wonder?"
Following him out into the office, they were both greeted not only by Draco but also his girlfriend, Pansy Parkinson. After directing a disdainful look in Hermione's direction, Pansy simpered at Professor Snape.
"Professor – is it true you killed You-Know-Who in a duel after rescuing Hermione from him?" she gushed.
Hermione rolled her eyes. Professor Snape raised an eyebrow. "Not…quite, Miss Parkinson. But certainly, Voldemort is dead" he said dryly.
Draco, looking annoyed, glared at Pansy. "That's not what I was told by Dumbledore and you know it!" Then he gazed soberly at Professor Snape. "Are you all right Professor? I just wanted to hear it from you as well as Dumbledore – was it really Lucius that Voldemort had taken over?"
Draco had not called Lucius his father, Hermione noted. That wasn't surprising…
There was a look of rare, though grim sympathy on Professor Snape's face. "I'll live, Malfoy. And he- both of them are dead."
Draco was quiet for a moment, absently rubbing his scarred face, then he nodded. "Good" he said shortly. Then he looked at Hermione with grudging respect. "From what I've heard, you're not so bad for a Gryffindor after all – although some of your friends might disagree" he said coolly. Beside him Pansy snickered faintly, stopping when Professor Snape looked at her.
Hermione felt a prickle of unease. "What do you mean?"
Professor Snape looked down at Draco with narrowed eyes, for once not treating him as a favoured student. "Yes, Malfoy…do explain."
Draco looked uncomfortable for a second then looked at Hermione squarely. "I've heard some of the Gryffindors are angry that *you* and Professor Snape both love each other." The word 'traitor' hung silently in the air. By the expression on Draco's face, he clearly hoped his words were false.
Hermione sighed. She was going to have a *big* talk with Harry. Despite what Dumbledore had said about not revealing too much for now, Harry clearly had had other ideas. She glanced at Professor Snape and he nodded shortly. [To hell with them if they don't like it!] his expression said.
"It's a bit complicated…we just found out today we're ah, soul bonded" Hermione said carefully.
Draco looked as if he had bitten into a lemon. "But you're a Gryffindor!"
"So?" Hermione snapped. So, it was the other Slytherins opinion that it was all right for her to save Professor Snape but not to be soul bonded to him?
"A Slytherin can't be soul bonded with a Gryffindor, everyone knows that!" Draco retorted.
"Malfoy" Professor Snape said mildly (but in a way that made Draco pale slightly) as he pointedly moved closer to Hermione, "even…Gryffindors have their place in the scheme of things."
"Thanks!" Hermione said dryly.
"My pleasure" Professor Snape said equally dryly to her. Then his eyes glittered. "If…certain people disagree, then let them know my door is always open for…discussion."
Hermione ran a hand through her hair angrily. "No, I'll deal with this."
Professor Snape looked at her searchingly. "Very well…but don't get into trouble on my account, do you hear? No magic duels, please."
She nodded reluctantly. "I'll go then" she said casually. Much as she was tempted to kiss him goodbye, doing that in front of the other Slytherins would not be wise.
"Until later" he said softly, then aware that Draco and Pansy were watching them with (slightly sour) interest, he added tartly, "if you're late to tonight's banquet there will be points off for lateness!"
"I'm never late!" Hermione retorted lightly as she left the office. Behind her she heard Pansy ask Professor Snape winningly "Please tell me how Voldemort died…really, I'm all ears…and are you really having a gold statue made of you?"
Hermione walked up the stairs and along an empty corridor, her eyes flashing as she walked along. So far it seemed that the Gryffindors thought she was a traitor, while the remaining Slytherins didn't believe she was good enough for him. What next?
"Hermione!" she heard her name called eagerly from behind and she turned, a wary expression on her face. To her surprise, the two Ravenclaw girls she had seen before that appeared to have had a crush on Professor Snape came up to her; their intelligent faces alight with curiosity.
"Is it true?" they both said breathlessly.
"It depends on what you've heard!" Hermione said impatiently.
One of the girls, a slender brunette, smiled at her. "I'm Natalie Ashwood, and this is Katrina Rowan" she said, waving a hand at her black-haired companion who was looking at Hermione with intent interest. "Is it true that Professor Snape has sworn undying love to you after you saved his life from You-Know-Who?"
Hermione blinked. Alone with…Snape groupies. From Ravenclaw - a house not known for producing dewy-eyed romantics. Things could get hairy…
"Uh, in a way" she said cautiously.
The two girls sighed gustily.
"That's so romantic – both of you saving Hogwarts from Voldemort forever!" Natalie murmured.
"You lucky girl…everyone's so jealous!" Katrina gushed. "Me included!"
"What?!" Hermione exclaimed in disbelief. "From what I've heard I'm either a traitor or I'm not good enough!" There was a bitter expression on her face.
Katrina rolled her eyes. "That's the guys opinion – but a lot of girls would do anything to be in your place right now. Anything."
"Really?" Hermione said in bewilderment. Perhaps she spent too much time studying because this was news to her.
"I thought I was odd for liking him," Hermione admitted.
"Oh, no" the two Ravenclaw girls protested. Katrina smiled. "Lot's of girls like him - it's the voice I like!" She deepened her voice to a dangerous purr, each word spoken precisely. "That's 10 points off for…wearing too much jewellery!"
"He looks good in black" Natalie sighed.
Logically, Hermione should have made a hasty excuse and left these two immediately, but she felt herself warming to them. At least the whole school wasn't against her!
"I feel like everything has turned upside down since yesterday" Hermione said slowly. "Voldemort's death…Severus loving me after all…Dumbledore wanting statues made…"
The two girls looked at her in amazement. "Statues? Do you mean that part is real?" Natalie exclaimed.
"Yes" Hermione sighed.
Natalie and Katrina looked at each other with dawning glee then grinned at Hermione. "Wicked!" they chorused.
It was all too much and Hermione, seeing the funny side started laughing. The next thing all three of them were laughing. At length Hermione wiped tears of mirth from her face.
"I have to go and knock some sense into Harry's head" she said. "I have to make him see I know what I'm doing."
Natalie and Katrina looked at her with serious expressions on their face. "He might be the most popular boy in the school but don't let him push you around" Natalie said soberly, Katrina nodding in agreement.
"I will" Hermione replied, turning to go. However, as she walked away Katrina called out teasingly "Is Sevvy a good kisser?"
"No comment!" Hermione retorted back to them but there was a smile on her face.
A/N – Now it's back to watching Alan Rickman, hee hee…roll on the next movie!
BethAnn & Mara456 – I'm glad you like the idea of statues of S & H!
Raija Darknight – Yup, Ron will be shocked…
Spike-Lover – Eeek, I had forgot that Slytherin colours are green and silver, not green and black (looks sheepish).
Unstable – I'm glad you're comparing me with Venus DeMilo….aw, shucks! (for those who don't know, Venus has a great time-travel H/S story up called 'Lost'). By all means, start writing (
Other Nice Reviewers™ - Thank you!
Part 14
At the news that the rest of the day was to be taken off, many students (particularly the younger ones) immediately went to Hogsmeade. However, thanks to Harry a new set of whispers went around Hogwarts that brought mixed reactions…
Hermione knew objectively that despite his frequently malevolent exterior, Professor Snape was not an evil man. But right now, sitting beside him on his couch, she was tempted to change her mind.
She frowned at him. "Any more and I'll get fat!" she warned, trying to keep her voice firm.
Unconcerned, Severus gave her a smile that threatened to turn her insides into jelly. "No you won't!" he murmured. His unblinking black eyes were gleaming and it seemed to Hermione that he was enjoying himself far too much…
He went on. "A Miss-Know-It-All like yourself should know there are no…what's that silly Muggle word…calories...in it at all, and will indeed help to keep your strength up, just in case. As you students say; 'where is the bad in that' hmm? Now where was I…."
While Hermione muttered 'blackmail' under her breath she nevertheless opened her mouth when he picked up a piece of Madam Pomfrey's chocolate from a silver dish perched on his knee and popped it into her mouth, his fingers lingering on her mouth for a second. She had to admit that the healing chocolate was delicious, although she didn't really need it. Telling Professor Snape that had been a waste of breath, though! However, two could play at this game…she licked her mouth slowly.
"Yummy…" she said innocently and while his breath seemed to catch in his throat for a second she took another piece of chocolate and held it to his lips. Without taking his eyes off her he took the chocolate into his mouth and after eating it slowly took her hand and kissed it softly.
"Wicked girl…perhaps you should have been in Slytherin after all!" he murmured, pulling her closer to him. Hermione reached up a hand and gently ran a finger down his cheek. It was simple things like that she had dreamed of doing for a long time.
However, to their chagrin they heard approaching footsteps in his office.
"Professor Snape?" called a determined voice. It was Draco. Desire put (reluctantly) aside for now, Hermione and Severus stared at each other soberly, both of them remembering that Voldemort had inhabited the body of Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father.
Placing the silver dish on the table in front of the couch, Severus rose to his feet in a smooth motion. "What has he heard, I wonder?"
Following him out into the office, they were both greeted not only by Draco but also his girlfriend, Pansy Parkinson. After directing a disdainful look in Hermione's direction, Pansy simpered at Professor Snape.
"Professor – is it true you killed You-Know-Who in a duel after rescuing Hermione from him?" she gushed.
Hermione rolled her eyes. Professor Snape raised an eyebrow. "Not…quite, Miss Parkinson. But certainly, Voldemort is dead" he said dryly.
Draco, looking annoyed, glared at Pansy. "That's not what I was told by Dumbledore and you know it!" Then he gazed soberly at Professor Snape. "Are you all right Professor? I just wanted to hear it from you as well as Dumbledore – was it really Lucius that Voldemort had taken over?"
Draco had not called Lucius his father, Hermione noted. That wasn't surprising…
There was a look of rare, though grim sympathy on Professor Snape's face. "I'll live, Malfoy. And he- both of them are dead."
Draco was quiet for a moment, absently rubbing his scarred face, then he nodded. "Good" he said shortly. Then he looked at Hermione with grudging respect. "From what I've heard, you're not so bad for a Gryffindor after all – although some of your friends might disagree" he said coolly. Beside him Pansy snickered faintly, stopping when Professor Snape looked at her.
Hermione felt a prickle of unease. "What do you mean?"
Professor Snape looked down at Draco with narrowed eyes, for once not treating him as a favoured student. "Yes, Malfoy…do explain."
Draco looked uncomfortable for a second then looked at Hermione squarely. "I've heard some of the Gryffindors are angry that *you* and Professor Snape both love each other." The word 'traitor' hung silently in the air. By the expression on Draco's face, he clearly hoped his words were false.
Hermione sighed. She was going to have a *big* talk with Harry. Despite what Dumbledore had said about not revealing too much for now, Harry clearly had had other ideas. She glanced at Professor Snape and he nodded shortly. [To hell with them if they don't like it!] his expression said.
"It's a bit complicated…we just found out today we're ah, soul bonded" Hermione said carefully.
Draco looked as if he had bitten into a lemon. "But you're a Gryffindor!"
"So?" Hermione snapped. So, it was the other Slytherins opinion that it was all right for her to save Professor Snape but not to be soul bonded to him?
"A Slytherin can't be soul bonded with a Gryffindor, everyone knows that!" Draco retorted.
"Malfoy" Professor Snape said mildly (but in a way that made Draco pale slightly) as he pointedly moved closer to Hermione, "even…Gryffindors have their place in the scheme of things."
"Thanks!" Hermione said dryly.
"My pleasure" Professor Snape said equally dryly to her. Then his eyes glittered. "If…certain people disagree, then let them know my door is always open for…discussion."
Hermione ran a hand through her hair angrily. "No, I'll deal with this."
Professor Snape looked at her searchingly. "Very well…but don't get into trouble on my account, do you hear? No magic duels, please."
She nodded reluctantly. "I'll go then" she said casually. Much as she was tempted to kiss him goodbye, doing that in front of the other Slytherins would not be wise.
"Until later" he said softly, then aware that Draco and Pansy were watching them with (slightly sour) interest, he added tartly, "if you're late to tonight's banquet there will be points off for lateness!"
"I'm never late!" Hermione retorted lightly as she left the office. Behind her she heard Pansy ask Professor Snape winningly "Please tell me how Voldemort died…really, I'm all ears…and are you really having a gold statue made of you?"
Hermione walked up the stairs and along an empty corridor, her eyes flashing as she walked along. So far it seemed that the Gryffindors thought she was a traitor, while the remaining Slytherins didn't believe she was good enough for him. What next?
"Hermione!" she heard her name called eagerly from behind and she turned, a wary expression on her face. To her surprise, the two Ravenclaw girls she had seen before that appeared to have had a crush on Professor Snape came up to her; their intelligent faces alight with curiosity.
"Is it true?" they both said breathlessly.
"It depends on what you've heard!" Hermione said impatiently.
One of the girls, a slender brunette, smiled at her. "I'm Natalie Ashwood, and this is Katrina Rowan" she said, waving a hand at her black-haired companion who was looking at Hermione with intent interest. "Is it true that Professor Snape has sworn undying love to you after you saved his life from You-Know-Who?"
Hermione blinked. Alone with…Snape groupies. From Ravenclaw - a house not known for producing dewy-eyed romantics. Things could get hairy…
"Uh, in a way" she said cautiously.
The two girls sighed gustily.
"That's so romantic – both of you saving Hogwarts from Voldemort forever!" Natalie murmured.
"You lucky girl…everyone's so jealous!" Katrina gushed. "Me included!"
"What?!" Hermione exclaimed in disbelief. "From what I've heard I'm either a traitor or I'm not good enough!" There was a bitter expression on her face.
Katrina rolled her eyes. "That's the guys opinion – but a lot of girls would do anything to be in your place right now. Anything."
"Really?" Hermione said in bewilderment. Perhaps she spent too much time studying because this was news to her.
"I thought I was odd for liking him," Hermione admitted.
"Oh, no" the two Ravenclaw girls protested. Katrina smiled. "Lot's of girls like him - it's the voice I like!" She deepened her voice to a dangerous purr, each word spoken precisely. "That's 10 points off for…wearing too much jewellery!"
"He looks good in black" Natalie sighed.
Logically, Hermione should have made a hasty excuse and left these two immediately, but she felt herself warming to them. At least the whole school wasn't against her!
"I feel like everything has turned upside down since yesterday" Hermione said slowly. "Voldemort's death…Severus loving me after all…Dumbledore wanting statues made…"
The two girls looked at her in amazement. "Statues? Do you mean that part is real?" Natalie exclaimed.
"Yes" Hermione sighed.
Natalie and Katrina looked at each other with dawning glee then grinned at Hermione. "Wicked!" they chorused.
It was all too much and Hermione, seeing the funny side started laughing. The next thing all three of them were laughing. At length Hermione wiped tears of mirth from her face.
"I have to go and knock some sense into Harry's head" she said. "I have to make him see I know what I'm doing."
Natalie and Katrina looked at her with serious expressions on their face. "He might be the most popular boy in the school but don't let him push you around" Natalie said soberly, Katrina nodding in agreement.
"I will" Hermione replied, turning to go. However, as she walked away Katrina called out teasingly "Is Sevvy a good kisser?"
"No comment!" Hermione retorted back to them but there was a smile on her face.
A/N – Now it's back to watching Alan Rickman, hee hee…roll on the next movie!
