Dear Hermione,
I'm sending this from the school. No, there's nothing wrong with your children. My namesake Harry and Williamina are both getting a long with the idea of having their little sister Elizabeth with them at Hogwarts this year. I still can't get over that your daughter got into Hogwarts at only nine years old. You and Ron must be so proud of her!
Cho and I had considered having children. I guess it's only best that we didn't now. I still hate knowing that she's gone. I wonder sometimes what it would have been like if she had lived.
To my news then, Hermione. You won't believe it when I tell you. There's no good way to say it but strait out.
Professor Snape never died, Hermione. I can't say it more simple then that. He's alive, Hermione. We found him and Dumbledore has been helping him recover from his wounds.
He wants to be well when he sees you.
We haven't told him really anything but that you're married to someone and have had a good life these last eleven years. I thought it best we save the rest of the story for you.
He's proud of what he's heard so far, Mione. He loves that you were able to be happy and have had such a wonderful life with Ron.
See you soon, Hermione.
Give the other children my best. I hope to see my new goddaughter Alexandra, soon.
Love, Harry.
Hermione dropped the new letter shaking from her very toes. Severus was alive? Where the hell has he been these last years? Why did he choose to come back now?
I fell in love with Ron. She began reasoning furiously. Surely he hasn't thought I'd dare wait so long. That I would waste my life at those bloody doors waiting for a dead man to come back to me?
Hermione knew she shouldn't feel guilt. She had every right to move on with her life.
But the guilt came in waves, threatening to take her very soul.
She broke down crying to the floor with her youngest girl in her arms, rocking her back and forth for the comfort she knew she wouldn't find here.
Her other daughter Molly called for her grandmother to come right away from somewhere far away it seemed.
Because her mother was now on the floor screaming in the grief and pain she once had believed she was long over with.
Hermione was only begining to see how just deeply wrong she was with everything.
I'm sending this from the school. No, there's nothing wrong with your children. My namesake Harry and Williamina are both getting a long with the idea of having their little sister Elizabeth with them at Hogwarts this year. I still can't get over that your daughter got into Hogwarts at only nine years old. You and Ron must be so proud of her!
Cho and I had considered having children. I guess it's only best that we didn't now. I still hate knowing that she's gone. I wonder sometimes what it would have been like if she had lived.
To my news then, Hermione. You won't believe it when I tell you. There's no good way to say it but strait out.
Professor Snape never died, Hermione. I can't say it more simple then that. He's alive, Hermione. We found him and Dumbledore has been helping him recover from his wounds.
He wants to be well when he sees you.
We haven't told him really anything but that you're married to someone and have had a good life these last eleven years. I thought it best we save the rest of the story for you.
He's proud of what he's heard so far, Mione. He loves that you were able to be happy and have had such a wonderful life with Ron.
See you soon, Hermione.
Give the other children my best. I hope to see my new goddaughter Alexandra, soon.
Love, Harry.
Hermione dropped the new letter shaking from her very toes. Severus was alive? Where the hell has he been these last years? Why did he choose to come back now?
I fell in love with Ron. She began reasoning furiously. Surely he hasn't thought I'd dare wait so long. That I would waste my life at those bloody doors waiting for a dead man to come back to me?
Hermione knew she shouldn't feel guilt. She had every right to move on with her life.
But the guilt came in waves, threatening to take her very soul.
She broke down crying to the floor with her youngest girl in her arms, rocking her back and forth for the comfort she knew she wouldn't find here.
Her other daughter Molly called for her grandmother to come right away from somewhere far away it seemed.
Because her mother was now on the floor screaming in the grief and pain she once had believed she was long over with.
Hermione was only begining to see how just deeply wrong she was with everything.