Snape's Warning
For my newest readers and reviewers I'd like to say this is not a Herm/Remus/Harry
triangle, it just so happens Harry fancies Hermione. And as for further questions,
all will be revealed...
Snape glided into Lupin's living room and seated himself in the black leather armchair opposite the sofa. The fire crackled behind him and made him appear rather more threatening towards Remus than he should have. Hermione had headed for the kitchen. Remus thought it best that whoever was at the door shouldn't find them together at this hour in barely more than dressing gowns. He was right, of course. If anyone could make a mountain from a molehill it was Severus Snape.
"I thought you were at the Granger's?" Snape asked as he seemingly checked the room for supposed clues.
"Why?" Remus asked, "Hoping to rob me of my possessions whilst I'm away?"
"Hardly..." Snape replied curtly.
Remus, now seated on the sofa casually, shifted in his seat. His wolf's ears had picked up a sound. He could hear Hermione shuffling around in the kitchen.
"Why aren't you there?" He asked Remus.
"There was... A disagreement of sorts..." Remus was uneasy.
"Yes, I heard..." It must have been obvious. Snape smirked.
"Then why the hell did you ask?" Remus replied, raising his voice slightly.
"To see if you'd tell the truth." Snape was quick with his replies. "You're awfully good at keeping secrets..."
That last comment cut into Remus. It cut him deeper than even a silver dagger could've.
*
Hermione listened intently from the point where Remus had raised his voice. She knew it was Snape talking. Who else could it be? That slow, drawling, sarcastic voice could only belong to the worst scum to ever teach at Hogwarts. Hermione had become a lot stronger against Snape these past couple of years. She knew she was better than him. And now she was better at showing it proudly.
Hermione edged up to the door and peered through the keyhole.
*
"Yes, well. Enough of that!" Remus said, standing up.
Severus did the same.
"So what can I assist you with?" Remus asked.
With that remark, Snape smacked him across the face.
*
Hermione heard Snape's cold hand hit Remus. She realized what Remus really meant to her. She felt it, as though Remus was sharing her feelings; sharing her heart...
*
"I'm beginning to think people dislike me, you know..." Remus mused aloud, rubbing the side of his face as though it hurt.
"It's disgraceful... And a werewolf to boot!" Snape was clearly disgusted. Remus didn't really care. It must have showed. "Proud of yourself, I suppose?"
*
"Ecstatic." Remus replied.
Hermione blushed beetroot red.
*
"I see..." Snape said with a cold stare. "This is some form of..." He circled Remus as he spoke. "Mid-life crisis, is it not? Trying to prove your virility I'd imagine?"
*
"I assure you Professor Snape, Remus certainly isn't lacking in that department..." Hermione entered the room casually and Remus turned to face her.
*
Remus's ears burned. he felt as though he must be glowing with pride for how Hermione would stand up for him. Snape stopped circling Remus and quickly assessed the situation. He sneered.
"Answering each other's questions now are we? How quaint..."
"We try..." Remus replied with a wry smile as Snape turned to face him. Hermione smiled rather alluringly from behind Snape.
"And is Dumbledore aware of this..." Snape was clearly searching for the right word. "Fiasco?"
"I am now, Severus." Dumbledore had appeared at the door. "I trust that now you have successfully delivered your scorn to Remus, you will be taking your leave?"
Snape stormed from Lupin Lodge without so much as a backward glance.
*
"Oh God." Hermione thought. "It's Dumbledore. He'd only dismiss Snape like that if he wanted to discuss this seriously. This relationship will be over before it's begun." Hermione suddenly shook herself mentally. "You are not having a relationship with Remus. It was a comfort kiss..." She still blushed, regardless of what she tried to make herself believe.
*
"Now Remus, I must discuss some Order business with you. Don't worry, I won't keep you long, I'm sure you and Miss Granger have better things to do with the remainder of the evening..." He looked at his watch. "Ah... morning I mean..."
"Better things to do?" Remus thought, "You have no idea..." His ears must have been turned to cinders from the burning they had been doing all night...
*
Harry was listening to his muggle stereo in his bedroom and reading the papers to distract him from Hermione. But he couldn't escape his thoughts.
"Why did I bother spying on her?" He questioned. "Because you care about her." He answered himself.
He had been watching Hermione sleep before and had followed her out of her room when she had woken up. She looked so beautiful when she slept... Much too beautiful for him. Much too young, innocent and helpless for him...
The music played in his ears as he read yesterday's Prophet:
Don't it always seem to go,
That you don't know what ya got 'til it's gone...
His fist clenched around the paper with a crunch...
Sorry to leave it on another cliff hanger! I just need to keep you guys reading! Bit of a disclaimer: The song lines are from Big Yellow Taxi by the Counting Crows. A Preview for you...
A Father Returns, A Letter Arrives, An Arrow Misses, A Hero Strives...
Coming Soon...
P.S. I didn't mean for the preview to be a rhyme, it sort of happened! Keep reviewing! Many thanks to my constant reviewers of every chapter! :)
Snape glided into Lupin's living room and seated himself in the black leather armchair opposite the sofa. The fire crackled behind him and made him appear rather more threatening towards Remus than he should have. Hermione had headed for the kitchen. Remus thought it best that whoever was at the door shouldn't find them together at this hour in barely more than dressing gowns. He was right, of course. If anyone could make a mountain from a molehill it was Severus Snape.
"I thought you were at the Granger's?" Snape asked as he seemingly checked the room for supposed clues.
"Why?" Remus asked, "Hoping to rob me of my possessions whilst I'm away?"
"Hardly..." Snape replied curtly.
Remus, now seated on the sofa casually, shifted in his seat. His wolf's ears had picked up a sound. He could hear Hermione shuffling around in the kitchen.
"Why aren't you there?" He asked Remus.
"There was... A disagreement of sorts..." Remus was uneasy.
"Yes, I heard..." It must have been obvious. Snape smirked.
"Then why the hell did you ask?" Remus replied, raising his voice slightly.
"To see if you'd tell the truth." Snape was quick with his replies. "You're awfully good at keeping secrets..."
That last comment cut into Remus. It cut him deeper than even a silver dagger could've.
*
Hermione listened intently from the point where Remus had raised his voice. She knew it was Snape talking. Who else could it be? That slow, drawling, sarcastic voice could only belong to the worst scum to ever teach at Hogwarts. Hermione had become a lot stronger against Snape these past couple of years. She knew she was better than him. And now she was better at showing it proudly.
Hermione edged up to the door and peered through the keyhole.
*
"Yes, well. Enough of that!" Remus said, standing up.
Severus did the same.
"So what can I assist you with?" Remus asked.
With that remark, Snape smacked him across the face.
*
Hermione heard Snape's cold hand hit Remus. She realized what Remus really meant to her. She felt it, as though Remus was sharing her feelings; sharing her heart...
*
"I'm beginning to think people dislike me, you know..." Remus mused aloud, rubbing the side of his face as though it hurt.
"It's disgraceful... And a werewolf to boot!" Snape was clearly disgusted. Remus didn't really care. It must have showed. "Proud of yourself, I suppose?"
*
"Ecstatic." Remus replied.
Hermione blushed beetroot red.
*
"I see..." Snape said with a cold stare. "This is some form of..." He circled Remus as he spoke. "Mid-life crisis, is it not? Trying to prove your virility I'd imagine?"
*
"I assure you Professor Snape, Remus certainly isn't lacking in that department..." Hermione entered the room casually and Remus turned to face her.
*
Remus's ears burned. he felt as though he must be glowing with pride for how Hermione would stand up for him. Snape stopped circling Remus and quickly assessed the situation. He sneered.
"Answering each other's questions now are we? How quaint..."
"We try..." Remus replied with a wry smile as Snape turned to face him. Hermione smiled rather alluringly from behind Snape.
"And is Dumbledore aware of this..." Snape was clearly searching for the right word. "Fiasco?"
"I am now, Severus." Dumbledore had appeared at the door. "I trust that now you have successfully delivered your scorn to Remus, you will be taking your leave?"
Snape stormed from Lupin Lodge without so much as a backward glance.
*
"Oh God." Hermione thought. "It's Dumbledore. He'd only dismiss Snape like that if he wanted to discuss this seriously. This relationship will be over before it's begun." Hermione suddenly shook herself mentally. "You are not having a relationship with Remus. It was a comfort kiss..." She still blushed, regardless of what she tried to make herself believe.
*
"Now Remus, I must discuss some Order business with you. Don't worry, I won't keep you long, I'm sure you and Miss Granger have better things to do with the remainder of the evening..." He looked at his watch. "Ah... morning I mean..."
"Better things to do?" Remus thought, "You have no idea..." His ears must have been turned to cinders from the burning they had been doing all night...
*
Harry was listening to his muggle stereo in his bedroom and reading the papers to distract him from Hermione. But he couldn't escape his thoughts.
"Why did I bother spying on her?" He questioned. "Because you care about her." He answered himself.
He had been watching Hermione sleep before and had followed her out of her room when she had woken up. She looked so beautiful when she slept... Much too beautiful for him. Much too young, innocent and helpless for him...
The music played in his ears as he read yesterday's Prophet:
Don't it always seem to go,
That you don't know what ya got 'til it's gone...
His fist clenched around the paper with a crunch...
Sorry to leave it on another cliff hanger! I just need to keep you guys reading! Bit of a disclaimer: The song lines are from Big Yellow Taxi by the Counting Crows. A Preview for you...
A Father Returns, A Letter Arrives, An Arrow Misses, A Hero Strives...
Coming Soon...
P.S. I didn't mean for the preview to be a rhyme, it sort of happened! Keep reviewing! Many thanks to my constant reviewers of every chapter! :)