*Flicks Harry at J.K* Fine have your character back! j/p, they arent my characters.
Thanx to all my reviewers so far. Please continue to read and review. I'm looking to do a fanfic after this that isn't harry potter.any ideas? please tell me in review or by email.much appreciated!
Hermione lay silently, looking up at the ceiling, wrapped in Ron's arms. He was asleep in Hermione's bed, where she had led him after their confessions to one another. She pondered her feelings, and realised she did truly love Ron but what about Severus? How could she have been unfaithful to him after they had declared their love? Guilt washed over her, like the ocean on the bay and suddenly, Hermione was very ashamed of herself. She climbed out of bed, pulled on her dressing gown and sat down on the soft and squashy chair in the corner of the room. She gazed out at the stars and though she had never believed in wishes before, she decided it was worth a try.
"Starlight, Starbright, First Star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I make tonight. I wish that you could show me who my true love is, please?" Hermione sighed and curled up, there was no point wishing for something that wouldn't come true. She saw the mirror placed on the mahogany chest of drawers by her side, and picked it up. She wasn't on duty, Dumbledore was, but there was someone else she wanted to see. "I wish to see Severus," she whispered and the heart-breaking scene appeared before her eyes. It was at that moment, she realised Severus knew, he coudn't help but check and he had seen her with Ron. Why else would his class be in such chaos, desks tipped, glass bottles smashed, liquids all over the floor but she could see he was no longer angry, quite the opposite. He was, in fact, in a state she had never seen him in before. It wasn't just the fact that he was crouched in one corner, arms wrapped around his legs, Hermione noted, but she has never seen him do what he was doing before. He was crying.
Crouched in the corner of his room, Severus felt as if his heart had been ripped out. He looked around at the scene of devastation he had caused, in a rage, throwing things across the room. How could he have been such a fool to believe she cared, and loved him. How could someone like her, beautiful, talented and witha full life in front of her, ever want or need him, in any way, let alone to love. He felt the tears running down his cheeks but made no effort to wipe them away. He couldn't remember the last time he had cried, it was that long ago, and what ever it was that had caused him to cry then, was nothing compared to what he was feeling now. He didn't hate Hermione because of what she had done though, he simply wanted her to be happy. He wished hard that it was with him, but it was no use. He knew it wasn't. At that moment, he felt a warm sensation against his chest and at first, assumed it to be the burning of his heart, but he suddenly realized it was the disk, and that Dumbledore was alerting them. He turned it over and saw the disk engraved 'Maison de Malfoi'. He quickly picked himself up, grabbed his wand and apparated where Dumbledore had summoned him to go.
Hermione sat sobbing in the chair, scarcely able to believe the pain and suffering she had caused Severus. Her heart hurt, and she couldn't bear to look at Ron. Truth be known, if Harry hadn't come to her in the dream, and asked her to work with Ron, she wouldn't have contacted him, not yet at least. She had been living fine without him up until now, why should things be any different now? Of course, he had been her first love, though he hadn't known at the time, but now, this whole situation had ruined anything. Hermione was suddenly aware that the disk resting on her chest was a lot warmer that normal and pulled it out to see it had been engraved, 'Maison de Malfoi'. She jumped up in shock, and ran to wake Ron.
"Ron, wake up," She shook him desperately.
"What's up?" He asked sleepily, not aware that Hermione was panicking.
"Dumbledore has summoned us, they've caught Malfoy, GET UP!" She shouted. Ron bolted out of bed, grabbed his clothes and got dressed faster than he ever had before. They picked up their wands and apparated to the Malfoy's house.
They arrived just minutes after Snape and Dumbledore, but the aurors weren't there as of yet. Hermione caught sight of a young muggle girl, cowering in the corner, hysterical. Malfoy had just raped her, or so it seemed. Malfoy leant lazily against the banister of the stairwell, smirking, daring the four to make their move.
"Come quietly, Malfoy, and no-one gets hurt," Dumbledore told him in a calm manner.
"Well, Dumbledore, if you leave now, no-one gets hurt either, but it seems you are trespassing on my property so if you don't leave soon, I can't be responsible for my actions." Malfoy looked triumphant.
"What I mean to say, Lucius, is you can come quietly if you want things to be easy, but either way, you will be leaving with us." Dumbledore responded, walking towards Malfoy.
"I wouldn't come much closer, Dumbledore," warned Malfoy, but Dumbledore continued walking forward and the other three followed his lead. Malfoy could see that they were blocking him off and became nervous. Ron saw that Malfoy was going to lash out, but who at? He couldn't let anything happen to Hermione, and he could see her watching Snape nervously, as if she knew it was going to be him. Ron realised that it was Snape that Hermione needed, not him, and that he had to make sure that she had who would make her happy. Malfoy raised his wand.
"Don't make me do anything rash, Dumbledore!" Malfoy said, nervously but Dumbledore didn't flinch, just carried on. Ron saw Malfoy's eyes dart around in fear, and realised he was going to attack. Just as Malfoy screamed 'CRUCIO', directed at Snape, Ron jumped in front of Snape, taking the hit. He fell to the ground, feeling the most intesnse pain he had ever experienced, causing him to shriek. He heard Hermione screaming and Dumbledore shout in anger, and two aurors appeared, shooting silvery ropes out of their wand, tying Malfoy up. Ron knew the pain was worth it, because Hermione got to be with her love, and Malfoy, long overdue, would be receiving the Dementor's kiss. The pain subsided, but he knew he was dying, he had been hit by a powerful form of the curse. His vision was blurred but he could see Hermione running towards him. She collapsed next to him, sobbing.
"Ron, are you ok?Please, you'll be fine!" she cried. He took her hand in his and looked up at her.
"Hermione, I'm so sorry for the trouble I've caused, I only hope its not to late to be fixed," He whispered to her.
"Don't be stupid, Ron, things will be fine," Hermione tried to scold him, but she couldn't. She squeezed his hand.
"No, Hermione, I came between you and Snape. I realise now that you do love me, but you don't need me. He needs you, and you can't live without him, so I'm sorry, and tell him too." He told her, trying to focus on her in his dying moments.
"Shhh!" she whispered stroking his hair.
"Will you tell my mum I love her? And the rest of them. Tell them I'm with Harry. Hermione, remember that I loved you," and with that, Ron shut his eyes, and died in the arms of the woman he loved.
Five weeks later, Hermione was still shutting herself away in her room. Of course, she had been to the funeral and been to the burrow but afterwards, she just couldn't face anyone, not even Dumbledore. She just wasn't up to seeing anyone, and had been looking through her photo albums, time after time, just to see Ron and Harry's smiling face, waving back at her. She suddenly realised that she still had the disk around her neck and it was heating up. She grabbed it and turned it over, and saw ingraved 'Snape's Dungeon'. She immediately apparated into his dungeon but saw nothing was going on, Snape was just stood there.
"What's happening?" She asked, completely confused.
"I bewitched the disk so it would just alert yours, and you would eventually leave your room," He answered dryly. "I'm sorry about what happened to your friend, truly." He finished.
"Severus, I'm so sorry about cheating on you with Ron," She began to cry, "I was just so confused, my first love and my new love. I never meant to hurt you." He walked over and took her in his arms and held her close.
"I know, don't cry. I hate to see you upset," He told her, soothingly and kissed her on the head.
"Ron apologised to you before he....before he left. He told me that he was sorry and he realised it was you I needed, and not him," She confided in him, feeling safe in his arms.
"Hermione, all I ever wanted was you to be happy, with me, with him, with whoever. I'm hurt that you cheated, it hurt immensely but I'm willing to start again, because I love you, and I forgive you." He whispered softly.
She pulled away and smiled at him.
"Hey you," she smiled playfully, through her tears. "I'm Hermione." He gave a sly smirk in response.
"And I'm yours," He said, before pulling her into a kiss and leading her up to his room, Armando smiling on, taking notes for Dumbledore.
THE END!
Thanx to all my reviewers so far. Please continue to read and review. I'm looking to do a fanfic after this that isn't harry potter.any ideas? please tell me in review or by email.much appreciated!
Hermione lay silently, looking up at the ceiling, wrapped in Ron's arms. He was asleep in Hermione's bed, where she had led him after their confessions to one another. She pondered her feelings, and realised she did truly love Ron but what about Severus? How could she have been unfaithful to him after they had declared their love? Guilt washed over her, like the ocean on the bay and suddenly, Hermione was very ashamed of herself. She climbed out of bed, pulled on her dressing gown and sat down on the soft and squashy chair in the corner of the room. She gazed out at the stars and though she had never believed in wishes before, she decided it was worth a try.
"Starlight, Starbright, First Star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I make tonight. I wish that you could show me who my true love is, please?" Hermione sighed and curled up, there was no point wishing for something that wouldn't come true. She saw the mirror placed on the mahogany chest of drawers by her side, and picked it up. She wasn't on duty, Dumbledore was, but there was someone else she wanted to see. "I wish to see Severus," she whispered and the heart-breaking scene appeared before her eyes. It was at that moment, she realised Severus knew, he coudn't help but check and he had seen her with Ron. Why else would his class be in such chaos, desks tipped, glass bottles smashed, liquids all over the floor but she could see he was no longer angry, quite the opposite. He was, in fact, in a state she had never seen him in before. It wasn't just the fact that he was crouched in one corner, arms wrapped around his legs, Hermione noted, but she has never seen him do what he was doing before. He was crying.
Crouched in the corner of his room, Severus felt as if his heart had been ripped out. He looked around at the scene of devastation he had caused, in a rage, throwing things across the room. How could he have been such a fool to believe she cared, and loved him. How could someone like her, beautiful, talented and witha full life in front of her, ever want or need him, in any way, let alone to love. He felt the tears running down his cheeks but made no effort to wipe them away. He couldn't remember the last time he had cried, it was that long ago, and what ever it was that had caused him to cry then, was nothing compared to what he was feeling now. He didn't hate Hermione because of what she had done though, he simply wanted her to be happy. He wished hard that it was with him, but it was no use. He knew it wasn't. At that moment, he felt a warm sensation against his chest and at first, assumed it to be the burning of his heart, but he suddenly realized it was the disk, and that Dumbledore was alerting them. He turned it over and saw the disk engraved 'Maison de Malfoi'. He quickly picked himself up, grabbed his wand and apparated where Dumbledore had summoned him to go.
Hermione sat sobbing in the chair, scarcely able to believe the pain and suffering she had caused Severus. Her heart hurt, and she couldn't bear to look at Ron. Truth be known, if Harry hadn't come to her in the dream, and asked her to work with Ron, she wouldn't have contacted him, not yet at least. She had been living fine without him up until now, why should things be any different now? Of course, he had been her first love, though he hadn't known at the time, but now, this whole situation had ruined anything. Hermione was suddenly aware that the disk resting on her chest was a lot warmer that normal and pulled it out to see it had been engraved, 'Maison de Malfoi'. She jumped up in shock, and ran to wake Ron.
"Ron, wake up," She shook him desperately.
"What's up?" He asked sleepily, not aware that Hermione was panicking.
"Dumbledore has summoned us, they've caught Malfoy, GET UP!" She shouted. Ron bolted out of bed, grabbed his clothes and got dressed faster than he ever had before. They picked up their wands and apparated to the Malfoy's house.
They arrived just minutes after Snape and Dumbledore, but the aurors weren't there as of yet. Hermione caught sight of a young muggle girl, cowering in the corner, hysterical. Malfoy had just raped her, or so it seemed. Malfoy leant lazily against the banister of the stairwell, smirking, daring the four to make their move.
"Come quietly, Malfoy, and no-one gets hurt," Dumbledore told him in a calm manner.
"Well, Dumbledore, if you leave now, no-one gets hurt either, but it seems you are trespassing on my property so if you don't leave soon, I can't be responsible for my actions." Malfoy looked triumphant.
"What I mean to say, Lucius, is you can come quietly if you want things to be easy, but either way, you will be leaving with us." Dumbledore responded, walking towards Malfoy.
"I wouldn't come much closer, Dumbledore," warned Malfoy, but Dumbledore continued walking forward and the other three followed his lead. Malfoy could see that they were blocking him off and became nervous. Ron saw that Malfoy was going to lash out, but who at? He couldn't let anything happen to Hermione, and he could see her watching Snape nervously, as if she knew it was going to be him. Ron realised that it was Snape that Hermione needed, not him, and that he had to make sure that she had who would make her happy. Malfoy raised his wand.
"Don't make me do anything rash, Dumbledore!" Malfoy said, nervously but Dumbledore didn't flinch, just carried on. Ron saw Malfoy's eyes dart around in fear, and realised he was going to attack. Just as Malfoy screamed 'CRUCIO', directed at Snape, Ron jumped in front of Snape, taking the hit. He fell to the ground, feeling the most intesnse pain he had ever experienced, causing him to shriek. He heard Hermione screaming and Dumbledore shout in anger, and two aurors appeared, shooting silvery ropes out of their wand, tying Malfoy up. Ron knew the pain was worth it, because Hermione got to be with her love, and Malfoy, long overdue, would be receiving the Dementor's kiss. The pain subsided, but he knew he was dying, he had been hit by a powerful form of the curse. His vision was blurred but he could see Hermione running towards him. She collapsed next to him, sobbing.
"Ron, are you ok?Please, you'll be fine!" she cried. He took her hand in his and looked up at her.
"Hermione, I'm so sorry for the trouble I've caused, I only hope its not to late to be fixed," He whispered to her.
"Don't be stupid, Ron, things will be fine," Hermione tried to scold him, but she couldn't. She squeezed his hand.
"No, Hermione, I came between you and Snape. I realise now that you do love me, but you don't need me. He needs you, and you can't live without him, so I'm sorry, and tell him too." He told her, trying to focus on her in his dying moments.
"Shhh!" she whispered stroking his hair.
"Will you tell my mum I love her? And the rest of them. Tell them I'm with Harry. Hermione, remember that I loved you," and with that, Ron shut his eyes, and died in the arms of the woman he loved.
Five weeks later, Hermione was still shutting herself away in her room. Of course, she had been to the funeral and been to the burrow but afterwards, she just couldn't face anyone, not even Dumbledore. She just wasn't up to seeing anyone, and had been looking through her photo albums, time after time, just to see Ron and Harry's smiling face, waving back at her. She suddenly realised that she still had the disk around her neck and it was heating up. She grabbed it and turned it over, and saw ingraved 'Snape's Dungeon'. She immediately apparated into his dungeon but saw nothing was going on, Snape was just stood there.
"What's happening?" She asked, completely confused.
"I bewitched the disk so it would just alert yours, and you would eventually leave your room," He answered dryly. "I'm sorry about what happened to your friend, truly." He finished.
"Severus, I'm so sorry about cheating on you with Ron," She began to cry, "I was just so confused, my first love and my new love. I never meant to hurt you." He walked over and took her in his arms and held her close.
"I know, don't cry. I hate to see you upset," He told her, soothingly and kissed her on the head.
"Ron apologised to you before he....before he left. He told me that he was sorry and he realised it was you I needed, and not him," She confided in him, feeling safe in his arms.
"Hermione, all I ever wanted was you to be happy, with me, with him, with whoever. I'm hurt that you cheated, it hurt immensely but I'm willing to start again, because I love you, and I forgive you." He whispered softly.
She pulled away and smiled at him.
"Hey you," she smiled playfully, through her tears. "I'm Hermione." He gave a sly smirk in response.
"And I'm yours," He said, before pulling her into a kiss and leading her up to his room, Armando smiling on, taking notes for Dumbledore.
THE END!