Rememberance
Author Notes: This is in answer to a Challange set of WIKTT where I joined recently and I rather an amused by the idea and decided that I would give my hand at it. I have no beta so here is the story. My Grammer leaves alot to be desired but..that is as it is. Please note that all the characters belong to J.K Rowlings and I only play with them like a good like girl I put them back at the end of the day.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thoughts~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

True to his words of If you stay you stay, Severus had waited for her after dinner and saw her back to his..no there rooms for the evening and he sat on the bed, the silvery sheets,his black robes startling against them, he was rubbing his temples with his fingers and glanced sidelong at her.

" Do you always invite chaos and anarchy in your step, Hermione?" he inquired,the tone was low and held a note of amusement in its rich depts.

The witch in question sneered at him and turned back to getting herself undressed for the evening and pulling a loose nightshirt over her body. "If I did, Severus do you think you would be excused from my wrath?" she asked holding her chin high.

The girl had gotten into an argument, with Hooch again.No big surprise there, but what had surprised him was, when his own hand had gone for his wand when Hooch had called Hermione a mud-blood. In response his Mione, had pulled back and decked her, apparently when in a red heat, she didn't need her spells.

"I'm just glad you've never hit me like that." he answered with a smirk. "How are your knuckles?" he finally asked as he rose with that almost intolerable elegance.

"Sore.." she answered, and when he touched her the anger drained away and when pulled her into his arms she melted.

He nodded towards the window, "Follow me." he said leading her as though she wouldn't willingly go. She fell into step at his side, he parted the curtains with his hand and nodded out.

"We have snow for Yule.." he murmured "I still recall how delighted you were to get snow and given your affinity for it, here it is." he chuckled."prehaps the divine beings that be favor you, Hermione Granger."

"Ahh,they truely have, for I have you Professor Snape." her tone soft and dreamy almost and when she leaned even more into his frame, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her off to bed.

"We best get to sleep." Hermione whispered in the dark,"We wouldn't want Santa not to leave us gifts."

A snort answered her, "Bah, I'll probly get coal like the last twenty years." he answered and to her amusement he didn't sound like he was kidding.

She drifted to sleep with him drapped around her, his arms protectively about her as though he would shelter her as he had before, and as he surely would again, should the need arise.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ginny's Gift~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

She had watched her sister and her Potions Teacher with a slight smirk the whole evening, everything was going as planned with them, she had an idea that the two were again more then friends and that had been what she had been rooting for all along, they deserved each other really, no one but the former Head Girl of Gryffindor had the wits and spells to match Severus Snape,they were suited to each other.

Her own relationship with Oliver left a bitter taste in her mouth, but she had not completely given up hopes for Happiness. It seemed that the students of her year tended to gravitate towards the professor's she had found herself enthralled with Professor Lupin,who had been so protective of her when he discovered her condition.

As she sat at a desk she worked on a entry for Hermione about Ron, the boy had been so close she knew that it might cast a shadow on Hermione's light to think that she was betraying his memory.

However it was a gift for Severus.
Ron Weasley

Born to the Large Weasley family a pure blood line, he was for the first few years of his life very talented, the magic gene had of course manifested itself, he grew up around magic with his many siblings.

In his eleventh year he attended Hogwarts School, becomeing a member of House Gryffindor and in his fifth year a Prefect to many people amazed, his sister included.

He became part of a trio known simple as the Gryffindor Dream Team along with his two best friends, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter, also known as the Boy Who Lived. They went through many mis-adventure, adventure and just general anarchy together all in the name of childhood freedom, fairness and to watch out for fellow students most the time.

Then the War came, the night that Voldemort destroyed all the hopes and dreams of so many, Ron was never a boy to take anything sitting down, when the others were cowering, he faced Voldemort beside his best friend Harry Potter and was struck down, knocking Harry from the path of a Dark Art's Curse neither of them had known anything about.

He left behind a rather grieveing love, of all people Blaise Zaibain of House Slytherin, the two had fallen in love,though it was no story book romance, and Ron had even written Blaise's parents to get there premission to wed.

Though he is gone he is forever in our hearts, just because he passed on,only makes him all the more precious and what memories we have of him all the more sacred, hold to those and know he loved.

Her work done Ginny wiped her eyes, she had been unable to physically tell Hermione that Blaise and Ron were a couple when she accidently found out, she had wanted to protect the girl she considered her sister,she had always had high hopes that Hermione would marry Ron, but it was not meant to be, and no matter how hard they tried even wishing could not make it so.

In a way it was also her way of saying, you broke this off because of an assumed betrayal on your part, it isn't so.

This she wrapped with shineing paper and had Snowdrop take to Hermione, as she didn't dare disturb the peace in the dungeons.

Instead she stood and looked out at the snow, she was joined later by Remus who gave no word, merely stood watching in a companionable silence.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Gifts and Curses~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

She awoke because it was cold, the blanket having slid from her thin form in the night. Her eyes narrowed against the grey light flittering through the window, she sat up and rubbed her eyes lightly, the sun had hardly risen if one could call it that, it was rather gloomy outside.

Then it struck her Severus wasn't at her side, instead he was sitting in a high back chair, his black hair fell into his face and he seemed to be intently reading something on his lap.He didn't even notice when she slid from the cold sheets, draping the comforter around her as she went.

"What are you reading?" her tone was soft in his ear and made him jump,much to her apprehension.

"Why did you ask Draco to send this to you Hermione?" his voice was flat and cold as he handed her a green and silver book. "It was addressed to both of us so I opened it, I figured it was an embaressing book of some kind from Dumbledore,and thought to save you the humiliation of it."

She took the book and turned it over in her hands."I never asked Draco for anything." she sound bemused as she opened the pages and hissed almost dropping the thing, it held graphic picture of what occured at Dark Reveals, the rites of Death Eaters and other things that went with becomeing one.

He had been judgeing her response when he handed her the book, looking for any guilty she might have, thinking prehaps she would go to the Malfoy Family for answers he himself would not give, she had shown only contempt and disgust as she well should,for the book in her hands."Though Voldemoert is gone, his worship still lingers, and yes there will surely be another who trys to rise to take his place." he said with a shake of his head."they will fail!" he stated bluntly.

She nodded her head mutely and to his surprise she tossed the book into the fireplace, he half rose to retrieve it, it was still knowledge and Hermione had a look like she wanted to rescue it also,instead he pulled her into his arms and held her."Happy Yule,my Hermione." he whispered, and from the pocket of his dark robe produced a small box,wrapped in simple Christmas paper,but definantly with a Severus bent to it, it held a snowy sceen with black horses pulling carriages.

There were a pileof other presents at the foot of the bed for both of them, Hermione looked at the little box, she had a feeling it was a ring, she knew that shape and almost was heart sick with it, the not so friendly ghost of her best friend Ron haunted her. It was what had truely made her go in the first place.

Senseing her slipping away from him, Severus's arm's tightend around her. "I want you to see what Ginny Wheasley sent me." he said in a soft tone, though the air of the potion master was about him again. "She said she figured it was the nicest present she could give both of us, as she had no money..but it could be the gift of happiness." he handed her the scroll.

Hermione pleased with a distraction even more so form Ginny, she looked at the written words and felt that ghost that had plagued her through Egypt, stalked her through Spain, tormented her in Italy and just about destroyed her in Hogwarts, slowly fade.

Her fingers were gentle with the package as she opened it, to find a most brillant ring as she had suspected, but not what she had imagined, it was a golden band,with an oval cut onyx, set in the onyx was a small diamond that looked like a tiny flower, the golden flares across the stone looking like large leaves, it was a beautiful piece of jewelry.

"Its not an engadment ring or a preposal,Hermione" he said as he slid the ring on her finger,she looked happy it fit perfectly. "It is more along the lines of, a promise that I will always be there, I won't say there won't be rocky roads or that I will be attentive and sunny,but I will be who I am and be the best to you I can be as a person."

With the knowledge she had, she now found herself even more understanding the man as she tilted her face up to kiss him, it would be rough waters but with both of them they were sure to stir there vessal through the waters of change.