Chapter Eighteen-Awake
Lea sat beside her husband's bedside five days later,
holding his limp hand. The doctors said he was still in a
light coma, but he was doing better. His fever was down to
102.3, he was breathing easier and the infection seemed to
be going away.
"Sun ain't gonna shine anymore," she began.
"Moon ain't gonna raise in the sky," she continued to
sing quietly and slightly out of tune.
"The tears always clouding your eyes," she stopped,
feeling her own tears clouding her eyes.
"When you're without love," came the soft scratch
voice, causing her to jump. She looked down and felt the
tears begin to fall, his hazel orbs staring at her.
"You're awake," she whispered. He smiled and nodded.
"I'm awake, come here," he said gently he weakly
pulled her close until she was lying beside him on the bed.
She ran her hands through his greasy black hair.
"We need to cut this mop," she whispered, he smiled
lightly at her.
"I like the mop," he said in a raspy voice, she reached
out and grabbed a cup of water, giving him some she looked
back into his eyes.
"Please, please cut it, at least cut it."
"All right, I'll cut it as soon as I'm out of
here."
"Good, cut it short, because it looks so horrid."
"Hey," he said smiling softly at her. She snuggled
closer to him, leaning her head into his chest.
"You're really here aren't you," she whispered,
touching his chest, where she felt his heart thumping
lightly.
"I'm really here."
"Don't ever leave me," she cried. As soon as the
tears began to fall she could no longer hold them back. He
held her tightly, running a hand through her hair.
"I'm sorry," he whispered as he held her close. Caden
stood in the doorway watching them and shook his head;
slowly he left, allowing the door to close softly behind
him. Severus could wait for a check-up; it was time for the
two lovers to spend their time together.
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There was a loud cry from Harry's room. Hermione heard it
first and hopped out of bed. She waved her father and mother
off. This was the second time tonight and she knew someone
had to be there. She gently opened the door and approached
the bed.
"Harry, it's 'Mione." She called. Harry looked at
her and tried to wipe away the tears.
"No, its okay Harry, go ahead and cry. You shouldn't be
ashamed. Do you mind if I hold you?" He shook his head and
waited while Hermione positioned herself so she could hold
him gently while he cried.
There was silence most of the time, other than his muffled
sobs from his head, which was buried in her shoulder. He sat
up a few minutes later, much more calm and looked into her
eyes.
"Thanks," he whispered. She smiled shyly at him. He
paused and then leaned forward. His lips touched hers. She
smiled when he pulled away.
"Sorry," he said softly.
"Why?"
"Can I kiss you?" She smiled again. They're lips met
again in another kiss. Finally they pulled away, looking at
one another.
"I've wanted to do that for five years," he said
smiling. She looked at him.
"I've wanted you to do that for five years," she
whispered. He smiled again.
"Want to see something really cool?"
"Sure," nodding he quickly got up and wrote a note
down.
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Granger,
I've taken Hermione back to the mansion for a couple
hours, we'll return by noon, I want her to see a sun rise.
I will watch out for her thank you.
Harry.
He quickly took her hand and smiled.
"Do you trust me?" She nodded gently. He took out his
wand and waved it. A moment later the room was empty.
~~~~~
Harry and Hermione appeared in the dark barn at Snape
Mansion.
"Grab a horse," he whispered.
"Harry its dark outside."
"I know, come on," he whispered. She sighed and watched
him mount the horse.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know how to ride a horse," she said. Nodding
he reached down and gently pulled her up in front of him.
Wrapping his arms around her waist he gently rode the horse
towards his hill.
"Where are we going?"
"My hill." He whispered. They stopped at a large hill
that over looked the lake. It was breath taking.
"Come on, have a seat. Brandon, stay put," he said
softly rubbing the horse's nose. Harry led her over to the
middle of the hill and gently sat her down. She smiled as
she sun's colour began to peak of the landscape.
"It's beautiful Harry," she whispered. He sat down
beside her, and gently grasped her hand.
"Just watch." They sat next to each other, soon
Hermione was sitting right next to him, leaning against his
shoulder and smiled.
"It's so breath taking."
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Severus was sitting up in bed, an annoyed look on his face
as Lea held a spoon in front of his face.
"I don't want that," Severus said sneering at the
food.
"Yeah well, you've lost forty five pounds in three
weeks. You now weigh 124 pounds you were skinny already.
You're too skinny as it is." He shook his head.
"Severus, don't argue, they will not let you out of
this hospital until you gain at least five pounds. I have
every intention of making sure that happens."
"But with this food, really Lea. Spare me," he said
looking at it again.
"Oh you," she said ruffling his hair.
"I love you Lea," he whispered.
"I know," she said as she shoved the fork full of
potatoes in his mouth.
"You're mean do you know that," he said. She smiled
and kissed his lips.
"I love you," she said as he returned the kiss.
"Mmm, don't know why you complain," she said wiping
some of the mashed potatoes from her lips and licking it.
"Very funny," he responded.
"Fine, I'll bring you something better. However,
you've got to eat." He smiled and nodded.
"I want out of here more than you want me out of here.
I'll eat." She nodded and kissed his forehead.
"However, we really need to do something about this
hair," suddenly she snapped her fingers.