~ A letter from Severus ~
Summary: Inspired by WIKKT and my brother's dark humor. Hermione receives a letter from Severus on Christmas Eve Morning. Expressing his point of view on one of the world's most famous Christmas characters. It's HG/SS only Fic.
AN: This is a real letter that my brother wrote three years ago; I have his blessed permission to spread the 'joy.' This fits Snape's humor; I had to tweak it so that it would form the world of Harry Potter.
It was a cool winters morning. Snuggling in her down comforter, Hermione gently brings her steaming cup of hot chocolate to her lips. Blowing slowly over the steaming liquid, Hermione softly smiles. I wonder how Severus is handing Albus this Christmas now that they don't have to worry about Voldemort anymore. Taking a tentative sip of her drink, Hermione lets her gaze fall upon an old Daily Prophet.
"Witches and Wizards! Today is a great day, for today, Harry Potter has vanquished Voldemort! Mr. Potter used a charm created by his best friend Hermione Granger. While said best friend was busy helping his other best friend, Ronald Weasley keep the Death Eaters at bay. They 'Golden Trio' will be awarded Order of Merlin first class. Those who are also receiving this award are Ablus Dumbledore, Professor Minerva McGonagall, Remus Lupin and Severus Snape for their tireless efforts to protect the students of Hogwarts, where Voldemort last attacked."
Running a finger over the moving picture, Hermione blinks away sudden tears that come to her eyes. It was so close to going the other way. It's a bloody good thing that Severus somehow managed to convince Lucius to join our side. I'll never know. Loud pecking at the window startles Hermione out of her daydream. Looking over she spies Severus's owl at her window.
If that man thinks he's getting out of dinner! He has another thing coming! My mother has been cooking like a house-elf for two days straight. I don't care if we have been dating for six months! If he doesn't show up tonight I'm going to hex his balls off! Huffing her puts down her half empty cup of hot chocolate, throwing off her comforter, Hermione shivers as she launches herself towards the window.
Upon opening the window, Hermione was assaulted by the cold air. With choppy movements, she hurriedly relives the owl of his burden. The owl doesn't even bother to wait around for any treats. Hmm, that was odd. Usually Severus's owl likes the treats I give him. After closing the window, Hermione leaps back into her bed. Tucking her comforter around her now cold body.
Twirling Severus's letter over in her hand, a glowing smile graces her face. I bet he's writing to thank Mum for those books she lent him regarding Muggle Christmas traditions. I wonder if he understood them? Good lord, I hope he didn't take some of them seriously! Ripping the parchment open, Hermione gazes fondly at her boyfriend familiar handwriting.