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Love and Other Passions - Chapter Four - After The Fact.
She sighed, cuddling to her the softness. Her eyes slowly opened, realising that it wasn't what she originally thought, and with the smell of bacon and eggs filling her nostrils, her mind was clouded with confusion. On the other side of the room, sat Severus, head down, quill in hand, he looked like he was marking homework. He looked over to the movement on the bed as Hermione sat up, a smile adorning his face.
"Good morning sleepy-head." he chuckled, bringing over a tray of fresh breakfast.
Hermione looked around, smiling softly, almost embarrassed, "Did I? Really... oh sweet Merlin."
"I think I might have a partial solution for your problem." Severus smiled, sitting on the bed as Hermione ate.
"Mmm?" Hermione asked, sounding urgent, her mouth full of food.
"I wrote a friend of mine last night after you fell asleep." Severus blushed a crimson red, "And I recieved his reply this morning. We may have an extremely rare potion that can't cure the affliction, but will subdue the urge to bite people. Though, it has to be administered once a week, otherwise you will go on a rampage."
"I'm not afflicted Severus, the only one that will help is Draco." Hermione sighed, masaging her head where an ache had started to form.
"You lost contact with reality last night, didn't you?" Severus sighed, "I should explain. After you seduced me, and we... umm... you bit me and offered what was left of your blood to me."
Hermione chewed on the bacon for only a second more before realising how bland and tasteless it was in her mouth. She spat it very unlady-like back onto the plate, "All three of us are.... infected?"
Severus nodded, starting to look very solemn. A loud banging at the door broke the uneasy silence that had started to plague the room.
"Hide under the covers. I'll try to get rid of them as fast as possible." Severus whispered to her, taking the tray and putting it back on the stone table.
Hermione breathed shallowly, trying not to make her prescence known as she heard the door creak open and some muffled talking. The door slammed suddenly, sending shivers down her spine, and she could hear the conversation more clearly.
"Where is she Severus? Ginny Weasley has been looking for her all morning, and you are the only person I can think of who would have seen her after I did." she heard Draco question his father as though he were only a lackey.
"Draco, what you did to her was completely unreasonable. I'm not going to tell you where she is, not until you calm down and tell me why you did it." Severus replied, his voice slightly raised in anger.
"It was an accident, I didn't mean to bite her tongue. It was a second's loss of control, nothing more. She hasn't... died, has she?" Draco asked, sounding concerned.
"No, no. She did something the same as you did. Through her newly formed vampiric instinct, she went and bit another to survive. How are we supposed to keep this a secret if you go around biting people?" Severus asked, his feet tapping against the stone floor as he walked.
"Who did she bite? Was it anyone important?" Draco asked.
"No, not really. It was someone who knows how do deal with interuptions. Merlin knows he's had enough of them in his lifetime." Severus sighed.
"I... I really should be going. I have to finish your damn homework for next week." Draco said, starting to walk away.
"Draco, before you go. If you do see Hermione, don't talk to her just yet, she has to get used to her new frame of mind. Oh, and I might have a form of partial cure, come see me tomorrow and I'll tell you more about it." Severus warned him.
Hermione heard the stone door slam shut as Draco left and slowly shuffled out from the covers, looking at Severus sternly, disapprovingly, "Why did you lie to him?"
"Because if he had found out you and I were together last night, then... I would never be able to save him from the curse. Draco may seem shallow, but he is also very easily angered." Severus sighed, "Plus when you would have come out from under the covers wearing nothing, I think he would have probably blown his top."
Hermione looked under the covers to see that Severus was right on the mark about how much she wore and blushed, "Maybe I should go, after all, I was supposed to be helping Ginny with her half-yearly revision."
"You might want to see about a change of clothes first. Dobby can help us there. He knows all about Draco and I, and seems awfully eager to help at times." Severus smiled.
There was a crackling of air and in the middle of the room stood the house elf, hands rubbing together eagerly, "Yes Severus, how can Dobby help you?"
"Go to Hermione's room and grab her a change of clothes and a towel. She has joined the family due to Draco's inability to keep himself under control." Severus smiled, "Thankyou Dobby."
"Yes Severus." another crackling of air and he was gone, returning quickly with the items requested.
Dobby left soon afterwards, back to the Hogwarts kitchen that was his home.
"Here." Severus said, the soft look on his face saying more than his words ever could.
"Maybe... one more time before I go?" Hermione asked, a mischeivous smile on her face.
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Days turned to weeks, flying faster than a broom, and before she knew it, Hermione was about to start her O.W.L.'s. She had studied harder than ever, wanting to show them all that even with the affliction, which only she, Severus, Draco and Dobby knew of, she could still be her usual self and receive the highest grades in her year.
The dreams and visions of Ron, which had plagued her sleep for many months before, had rather than scare her, started to comfort her in some sadistic way. They had become a comfortable part of her life, which, although she had never asked for, she would just have to live with.
Severus had gotten the recipe for the potion his friend had found, and made three large batches, so that, rather than come to him for administration, they could do it on their own. And though, Hermione had only seen Severus during potions class during that time, she knew that he still thought of her. She wished to be with him alone, every minute that she sat in the dungeon, listening to his baratone voice sing praise to the Slytherins and curse Harry for his lack of knowledge and she for knowing too much. Although, every time that he barrated her, she could see the glimmer of a smile on his lips and twinkle in his eyes.
The morning of their first exam, Hermione injected herself with the liquid which kept her secret just that and wandered down to the Great Hall, eating very little, as she had for weeks now, and moved outside into the sunlight. Luckily, the potion allowed her to live a normal life, as though she were human, and having no ill-effects from the usual vampiric tendancies. She could stand in sunlight, smell garlic, even smile without anyone knowing otherwise. The only thing it did not do, was return her now pasty white skin back to it's original colour and give her back her long lost heart- beat
"Hermione, did you have something to eat?" Harry asked her, wandering over, the usual worried look on his face.
"Yes, I ate." Hermione smiled weakly to him.
"You aren't looking any better." Harry replied.
"I feel fine Harry, please, don't pester me about how I look. I have never felt better in my life." Hermione smiled, although she knew she lied.
Her insides churned as they tried to digest the little human food she had eaten, making her feel bloated and sickly. There was a single time when she felt better, that night, which seemed a life-time ago now, when she and her love had revealed their true feelings. Unthinking, she played with the ring, which still sat on her thin finger.
"Have you worked out who gave it to you yet?" Harry asked, noticing her action.
"No...and I doubt I ever will." Hermione sighed, looking around to the other students on the grass, also waiting for Professor McGonagall to come and get them for their first exam.
She saw Draco, sitting on a stone bench alone, his fingers twiddling to take up the time. Harry had wandered away to talk to Neville and Seamus by then, so she felt it safe to wander his way and have some form of brief discussion with him, after all, it had been such a long time since they had spoken. As she approached him, his eyes lifted, the cold hunger that would normally make her stop, passing straight through her and barely even registering in her mind.
"Nervous?" Hermione asked, sitting beside him.
"Not really, no matter what I get, I will still be me, and you know what that entails." Draco sighed.
"You could still take the Malfoy place at the Governor's table for Hogwarts. After all, you did refuse your father, and though that may not make you much of a Malfoy, you still wear the name. Others might see you as a new sort in the Malfoy line, one that isn't so trecherous." Hermione suggested.
"Oh yes, and then let us tell them that neither am I a Malfoy, but I am not even human." Draco whispered, "I don't even count as one quarter human anymore Hermione. You atleast are still human bitten by vampire."
"If you are going to be snide about it, then I will just leave." Hermione said, "I am atleast trying to make amends for what happened."
"What?! By fucking my father and making him what I am?" Draco asked, looking sternly at her.
"I can't help what my heart feels. And if Severus had wanted to, he would have, as soon as I bit him, done what I did to you. Oh, and just for your own information, I have never fucked your father, it was more than that and since that single night, I have never been in a room alone with him." Hermione snarled at him, standing and walking away.
That would be the last time Hermione spoke to Draco before their last year at Hogwarts ended. On the last day of school, Hermione was offered the position as Muggle Studies Professor, as the previous teacher was retiring. Hermione took the position as fast as possible, knowing only that staying at Hogwarts would possibly save her life from becoming any worse. She had lost the man she once thought she might have loved, Draco, he was gone from her, because of his own self-pity. The man she knew she loved, Severus, had not welcomed her to his arms for such a long time, she had forgotten the feeling.
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Love and Other Passions - Chapter Four - After The Fact.
She sighed, cuddling to her the softness. Her eyes slowly opened, realising that it wasn't what she originally thought, and with the smell of bacon and eggs filling her nostrils, her mind was clouded with confusion. On the other side of the room, sat Severus, head down, quill in hand, he looked like he was marking homework. He looked over to the movement on the bed as Hermione sat up, a smile adorning his face.
"Good morning sleepy-head." he chuckled, bringing over a tray of fresh breakfast.
Hermione looked around, smiling softly, almost embarrassed, "Did I? Really... oh sweet Merlin."
"I think I might have a partial solution for your problem." Severus smiled, sitting on the bed as Hermione ate.
"Mmm?" Hermione asked, sounding urgent, her mouth full of food.
"I wrote a friend of mine last night after you fell asleep." Severus blushed a crimson red, "And I recieved his reply this morning. We may have an extremely rare potion that can't cure the affliction, but will subdue the urge to bite people. Though, it has to be administered once a week, otherwise you will go on a rampage."
"I'm not afflicted Severus, the only one that will help is Draco." Hermione sighed, masaging her head where an ache had started to form.
"You lost contact with reality last night, didn't you?" Severus sighed, "I should explain. After you seduced me, and we... umm... you bit me and offered what was left of your blood to me."
Hermione chewed on the bacon for only a second more before realising how bland and tasteless it was in her mouth. She spat it very unlady-like back onto the plate, "All three of us are.... infected?"
Severus nodded, starting to look very solemn. A loud banging at the door broke the uneasy silence that had started to plague the room.
"Hide under the covers. I'll try to get rid of them as fast as possible." Severus whispered to her, taking the tray and putting it back on the stone table.
Hermione breathed shallowly, trying not to make her prescence known as she heard the door creak open and some muffled talking. The door slammed suddenly, sending shivers down her spine, and she could hear the conversation more clearly.
"Where is she Severus? Ginny Weasley has been looking for her all morning, and you are the only person I can think of who would have seen her after I did." she heard Draco question his father as though he were only a lackey.
"Draco, what you did to her was completely unreasonable. I'm not going to tell you where she is, not until you calm down and tell me why you did it." Severus replied, his voice slightly raised in anger.
"It was an accident, I didn't mean to bite her tongue. It was a second's loss of control, nothing more. She hasn't... died, has she?" Draco asked, sounding concerned.
"No, no. She did something the same as you did. Through her newly formed vampiric instinct, she went and bit another to survive. How are we supposed to keep this a secret if you go around biting people?" Severus asked, his feet tapping against the stone floor as he walked.
"Who did she bite? Was it anyone important?" Draco asked.
"No, not really. It was someone who knows how do deal with interuptions. Merlin knows he's had enough of them in his lifetime." Severus sighed.
"I... I really should be going. I have to finish your damn homework for next week." Draco said, starting to walk away.
"Draco, before you go. If you do see Hermione, don't talk to her just yet, she has to get used to her new frame of mind. Oh, and I might have a form of partial cure, come see me tomorrow and I'll tell you more about it." Severus warned him.
Hermione heard the stone door slam shut as Draco left and slowly shuffled out from the covers, looking at Severus sternly, disapprovingly, "Why did you lie to him?"
"Because if he had found out you and I were together last night, then... I would never be able to save him from the curse. Draco may seem shallow, but he is also very easily angered." Severus sighed, "Plus when you would have come out from under the covers wearing nothing, I think he would have probably blown his top."
Hermione looked under the covers to see that Severus was right on the mark about how much she wore and blushed, "Maybe I should go, after all, I was supposed to be helping Ginny with her half-yearly revision."
"You might want to see about a change of clothes first. Dobby can help us there. He knows all about Draco and I, and seems awfully eager to help at times." Severus smiled.
There was a crackling of air and in the middle of the room stood the house elf, hands rubbing together eagerly, "Yes Severus, how can Dobby help you?"
"Go to Hermione's room and grab her a change of clothes and a towel. She has joined the family due to Draco's inability to keep himself under control." Severus smiled, "Thankyou Dobby."
"Yes Severus." another crackling of air and he was gone, returning quickly with the items requested.
Dobby left soon afterwards, back to the Hogwarts kitchen that was his home.
"Here." Severus said, the soft look on his face saying more than his words ever could.
"Maybe... one more time before I go?" Hermione asked, a mischeivous smile on her face.
~~~~
Days turned to weeks, flying faster than a broom, and before she knew it, Hermione was about to start her O.W.L.'s. She had studied harder than ever, wanting to show them all that even with the affliction, which only she, Severus, Draco and Dobby knew of, she could still be her usual self and receive the highest grades in her year.
The dreams and visions of Ron, which had plagued her sleep for many months before, had rather than scare her, started to comfort her in some sadistic way. They had become a comfortable part of her life, which, although she had never asked for, she would just have to live with.
Severus had gotten the recipe for the potion his friend had found, and made three large batches, so that, rather than come to him for administration, they could do it on their own. And though, Hermione had only seen Severus during potions class during that time, she knew that he still thought of her. She wished to be with him alone, every minute that she sat in the dungeon, listening to his baratone voice sing praise to the Slytherins and curse Harry for his lack of knowledge and she for knowing too much. Although, every time that he barrated her, she could see the glimmer of a smile on his lips and twinkle in his eyes.
The morning of their first exam, Hermione injected herself with the liquid which kept her secret just that and wandered down to the Great Hall, eating very little, as she had for weeks now, and moved outside into the sunlight. Luckily, the potion allowed her to live a normal life, as though she were human, and having no ill-effects from the usual vampiric tendancies. She could stand in sunlight, smell garlic, even smile without anyone knowing otherwise. The only thing it did not do, was return her now pasty white skin back to it's original colour and give her back her long lost heart- beat
"Hermione, did you have something to eat?" Harry asked her, wandering over, the usual worried look on his face.
"Yes, I ate." Hermione smiled weakly to him.
"You aren't looking any better." Harry replied.
"I feel fine Harry, please, don't pester me about how I look. I have never felt better in my life." Hermione smiled, although she knew she lied.
Her insides churned as they tried to digest the little human food she had eaten, making her feel bloated and sickly. There was a single time when she felt better, that night, which seemed a life-time ago now, when she and her love had revealed their true feelings. Unthinking, she played with the ring, which still sat on her thin finger.
"Have you worked out who gave it to you yet?" Harry asked, noticing her action.
"No...and I doubt I ever will." Hermione sighed, looking around to the other students on the grass, also waiting for Professor McGonagall to come and get them for their first exam.
She saw Draco, sitting on a stone bench alone, his fingers twiddling to take up the time. Harry had wandered away to talk to Neville and Seamus by then, so she felt it safe to wander his way and have some form of brief discussion with him, after all, it had been such a long time since they had spoken. As she approached him, his eyes lifted, the cold hunger that would normally make her stop, passing straight through her and barely even registering in her mind.
"Nervous?" Hermione asked, sitting beside him.
"Not really, no matter what I get, I will still be me, and you know what that entails." Draco sighed.
"You could still take the Malfoy place at the Governor's table for Hogwarts. After all, you did refuse your father, and though that may not make you much of a Malfoy, you still wear the name. Others might see you as a new sort in the Malfoy line, one that isn't so trecherous." Hermione suggested.
"Oh yes, and then let us tell them that neither am I a Malfoy, but I am not even human." Draco whispered, "I don't even count as one quarter human anymore Hermione. You atleast are still human bitten by vampire."
"If you are going to be snide about it, then I will just leave." Hermione said, "I am atleast trying to make amends for what happened."
"What?! By fucking my father and making him what I am?" Draco asked, looking sternly at her.
"I can't help what my heart feels. And if Severus had wanted to, he would have, as soon as I bit him, done what I did to you. Oh, and just for your own information, I have never fucked your father, it was more than that and since that single night, I have never been in a room alone with him." Hermione snarled at him, standing and walking away.
That would be the last time Hermione spoke to Draco before their last year at Hogwarts ended. On the last day of school, Hermione was offered the position as Muggle Studies Professor, as the previous teacher was retiring. Hermione took the position as fast as possible, knowing only that staying at Hogwarts would possibly save her life from becoming any worse. She had lost the man she once thought she might have loved, Draco, he was gone from her, because of his own self-pity. The man she knew she loved, Severus, had not welcomed her to his arms for such a long time, she had forgotten the feeling.
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