1 Walking After You
Chapter 13
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Disclaimer: see chapter one.
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I have a full time job J.C. Penney's as a sales associate so, I cannot update as often, but I'll try!
Who has me as on their favorites list? I am dying to know! Please tell me!
Thank you all my reviewers! It makes me so happy that you still love me!
I need a name for Severus' hometown. If my reviewers could give me ideas, that would be great. If your name is my favorite and I choose it, you will get recognition and of course, it shall become the name of Severus' hometown in the story. :) Thank you!
Also, can someone give me an official description of Pansy Parkinson for me? If not, just tell me what you think she might look like.
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"So, Sev…who was that guy in the fireplace this morning?" Hermione Granger asked casually as the two walked down the snow-covered main street of (insert town name here).
"Why do you ask?" He responded.
Hermione grinned. "Just curious love, just curious."
Severus Snape frowned at her. "Well just stop, ok?"
Hermione looked up, slightly taken aback, and pulled her cloak around her tighter. "Yeah, Sev." She said quietly. "Sure thing."
Severus looked down at her and sighed heavily. He stopped walking and turned to look at her. "No, Hermione." He said softly. "I didn't mean it like that…I just…don't want you to know, not yet at least."
"So it's a surprise, huh?" Hermione grinned devilishly.
Severus narrowed his eyes at the youthful witch. "It will not be for long if you fancy keeping this charade up!"
Hermione smiled again. "Sorry, Sev."
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"I don't really see why he fancies here." Lady Meredith sat in the den complaining. "She's quite unremarkable…and she's only what…eighteen?
"Actually," Elisabeth said. "She's twenty."
"But she just graduated last year…don't tell me she fail a year."
"No, Meredith," Elisabeth said with a grin. "Her birthday is in September and Severus said she in her third year she wanted to take so many classes, she had to use a time-turner so often it added an extra year onto her life."
"Well...quite the little bookworm, isn't she?" Meredith said disdainfully
"Maybe that's what Uncle Severus sees in her." Elisabeth reasoned.
Lady Meredith threw Elisabeth a look of pure disgust.
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By the time Severus and Hermione arrived home it was already dark. They rode together in a carriage in silent contentment.
Once the reached Snape Manor, Hermione squealed in delight. While they were away, Oliva had set some house elves up with the job of Christmas decorating the yard. There were little white twinkle lights throughout all the trees.
"Look, Hermione." Severus said in a low voice once the entered the home. He pointed to the archway which they were underneath.
"Oh, Sev." Hermione said in a whisper. "I suppose you have to kiss me now, don't you?"
They were standing underneath a fresh sprig of mistletoe.
Severus put his parcels on the floor and stood up. He placed his hand on her neck and caressed her cheek with his thumb. Slowly, as if time had become sluggish, he bent down and kissed her. It was a nice soft kiss, and it held more meaning in it than any other kiss Hermione had ever experienced. He, reluctantly tore away from her and looked at her face. She opened her eyes and looked at him. They both smiled. Wordlessly, he kissed her once more. Hermione willingly submitted herself to him. This kiss held more passion and well, to be blunt, more tongue action.
"Ahem!"
Severus Snape looked up. He was not happy. It would be putting it light to say that he was enraged. Even more so once he saw who the meddler was.
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Please read my short original "Games At Twilight" and my Harry Potter ficlet about Arthur Weasley "That's My Son!" (…it never hurts to ask :) You reviewers have inspired my bunnies so wonderfully! Thank you! :)
Chapter 13
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Disclaimer: see chapter one.
~~~~~~~~~~
I have a full time job J.C. Penney's as a sales associate so, I cannot update as often, but I'll try!
Who has me as on their favorites list? I am dying to know! Please tell me!
Thank you all my reviewers! It makes me so happy that you still love me!
I need a name for Severus' hometown. If my reviewers could give me ideas, that would be great. If your name is my favorite and I choose it, you will get recognition and of course, it shall become the name of Severus' hometown in the story. :) Thank you!
Also, can someone give me an official description of Pansy Parkinson for me? If not, just tell me what you think she might look like.
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"So, Sev…who was that guy in the fireplace this morning?" Hermione Granger asked casually as the two walked down the snow-covered main street of (insert town name here).
"Why do you ask?" He responded.
Hermione grinned. "Just curious love, just curious."
Severus Snape frowned at her. "Well just stop, ok?"
Hermione looked up, slightly taken aback, and pulled her cloak around her tighter. "Yeah, Sev." She said quietly. "Sure thing."
Severus looked down at her and sighed heavily. He stopped walking and turned to look at her. "No, Hermione." He said softly. "I didn't mean it like that…I just…don't want you to know, not yet at least."
"So it's a surprise, huh?" Hermione grinned devilishly.
Severus narrowed his eyes at the youthful witch. "It will not be for long if you fancy keeping this charade up!"
Hermione smiled again. "Sorry, Sev."
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"I don't really see why he fancies here." Lady Meredith sat in the den complaining. "She's quite unremarkable…and she's only what…eighteen?
"Actually," Elisabeth said. "She's twenty."
"But she just graduated last year…don't tell me she fail a year."
"No, Meredith," Elisabeth said with a grin. "Her birthday is in September and Severus said she in her third year she wanted to take so many classes, she had to use a time-turner so often it added an extra year onto her life."
"Well...quite the little bookworm, isn't she?" Meredith said disdainfully
"Maybe that's what Uncle Severus sees in her." Elisabeth reasoned.
Lady Meredith threw Elisabeth a look of pure disgust.
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By the time Severus and Hermione arrived home it was already dark. They rode together in a carriage in silent contentment.
Once the reached Snape Manor, Hermione squealed in delight. While they were away, Oliva had set some house elves up with the job of Christmas decorating the yard. There were little white twinkle lights throughout all the trees.
"Look, Hermione." Severus said in a low voice once the entered the home. He pointed to the archway which they were underneath.
"Oh, Sev." Hermione said in a whisper. "I suppose you have to kiss me now, don't you?"
They were standing underneath a fresh sprig of mistletoe.
Severus put his parcels on the floor and stood up. He placed his hand on her neck and caressed her cheek with his thumb. Slowly, as if time had become sluggish, he bent down and kissed her. It was a nice soft kiss, and it held more meaning in it than any other kiss Hermione had ever experienced. He, reluctantly tore away from her and looked at her face. She opened her eyes and looked at him. They both smiled. Wordlessly, he kissed her once more. Hermione willingly submitted herself to him. This kiss held more passion and well, to be blunt, more tongue action.
"Ahem!"
Severus Snape looked up. He was not happy. It would be putting it light to say that he was enraged. Even more so once he saw who the meddler was.
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Please read my short original "Games At Twilight" and my Harry Potter ficlet about Arthur Weasley "That's My Son!" (…it never hurts to ask :) You reviewers have inspired my bunnies so wonderfully! Thank you! :)