A/N: I don't know why I put this here, I have nothing to say . . . OH WAIT!
Yes I do. I have another story up here. Its called "Deaths Voice". It's
extremely Angsty; so, it's R. Anyway, on with the story!
Hermione awoke to the irritating knocking on her door at three thirty in the morning, two days later.
"Come in . . ." She muttered into her pillow.
Ron and Harry spilled into the room, and both started talking at once.
"Hermione-!"
"He's awake!"
"He woke up!"
"I already said that dumbass!"
"He wants-!"
"To see you!"
"Don't interrupt me!"
"Sorry! Anyway,"
"Madam Pomfrey-!"
"That old Dragon!"
"Shut up Ron! She sent us here-!"
"To get you up-!"
"To see him!"
"ONE AT A TIME!" Hermione yelled.
They both quieted.
"Ron, you first."
"He's up, he wants to see you." Was all he could manage because he was trying to catch his breath.
"Harry?"
"Madam Pomfrey sent us here to wake you up so you could see him." Harry said, more calmly than Ron did. (As usual.)
"Then what are we waiting for?" Hermione said as she bolted out the door.
She burst into the Hospital Wing, and ran straight to his bed.
"Severus!" She cried.
"Hermione, you're not acting very much like the adult you are right now." Severus said weakly.
"Well excuse me for being happy to see you!" Hermione pretended to huff but couldn't keep the grin off her face.
He grinned as well, though very weakly. "Come here." He said, wrapping her in his long, slender arms.
"I love you Hermione." He whispered quietly into her hair.
"I love you too Severus." She muttered into his pillow, savoring the feeling of being in his arms once again.
~!*!~~!*!~! ~ It was around eight o'clock that night when Hermione stirred from the chair she had perched in.
"Hermione." She heard Severus whisper from his bed.
"Yes Love?" She asked to the quiet night.
"Tell me about your parents, what they were like, how much they loved you . . . What they would have thought of . . . Us." He whispered.
"My parents were, wonderful." She started, already fighting through the tears. "They supported me in everything I did, they supported me when I came here, when I started seeing Ron."
Severus snorted in disgust. *His* Hermione, seeing that, that, *Weasley*?
"They were dentists." Hermione continued as if there was no interruption. "They were probably didn't act much like dentists though, but how should I know? I never met any other dentists." She was crying by now, letting the tears flow out of her. "They would have been so, so, proud of me, if they knew I got this job, they would have been, overjoyed. And you, they would have loved you. Anybody I knew, they made an effort for. But they would have loved you."
She paused as a sob racked her body.
"Hermione . . ." Severus started.
"No, Sev. I've got to get this out." Hermione said determinedly. "And I might as well start from the beginning."
She let her mind wander back to the painful memories of when her parents were alive and well, back to the memories where she thought she was just a normal, muggle girl.
**Flashback, Hermione's POV**
"Oh, come on Mum!" I said, pulling Mum to the Post Office. "You said Aunt Molly was going to send me something!"
"Of course she is darling!" Mum said, as she pulled out the key for the post office box.
"Oh! Hermione, dear, there's no package, but there *is* a letter here for you.
"Really?" I asked, ten-year-old fashion, all excitement because it was a REAL letter.
"Dear Miss Granger, (It read)
We are pleased to inform you that you have been excepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress"
"O-oh Mum! Can I go, please Mum, can I go?" I asked. A new school! And of, what had it said? 'Witchcraft and Wizardry', I had been dreaming of things like this for years!
"I don't know honey, I'll talk to your father about it."
**End Flashback, New Memory, Same POV**
"Dad! Please?" I said as we walked down the strange new place called Diagon Alley.
"Alright Sweetie. You can go, but," Dad consulted the letter, "You'll need, a, wand."
"Okay!" I said happily, and trotted off down the street.
**Aboard The Hogwarts Express**
I caught my first glance of Ron Weasley and Harry Potter.
"Have either of you seen a toad? A boy named Neville just lost one." I looked over at the boy with red hair, and saw he was holding out a wand, "Oh! Are you doing magic? Let's see it then!"
"Sunshine daises, Butter mellow, Turn this stupid fat rat yellow!" The boy chanted.
"Are you sure that's a real spell?" . . .
**Fade back to present, Normal POV**
Hermione rocked back and forth, crying hard.
"If I hadn't come to Hogwarts, they'd still be alive! If I hadn't met Harry, or Ron, I would still have parents! But no! I just HAD to come!"
Severus cut her off.
"Hermione, love, you shouldn't blame Harry, or Ron, or yourself for that matter, if I was still doing that, hell, I could be in Azkaban by now! But Albus go through to me. He showed me that there IS more to life. I'm going to help you do that love."
"Okay Sev." She said, before allowing her grief to unbottle itself from the depths of her heart and spill out.
Two hours later found them sitting and talking, Hermione's eyes red, and Severus' shoulder, damp.
Authors Note:
Yeah, that was really easy to write, and I'm surprised. I thought it would be a pain, but I guess severe emotional stress would influence someone's writing, don't you think? Anyway, I'll upload as soon as possible.
Anndi
Hermione awoke to the irritating knocking on her door at three thirty in the morning, two days later.
"Come in . . ." She muttered into her pillow.
Ron and Harry spilled into the room, and both started talking at once.
"Hermione-!"
"He's awake!"
"He woke up!"
"I already said that dumbass!"
"He wants-!"
"To see you!"
"Don't interrupt me!"
"Sorry! Anyway,"
"Madam Pomfrey-!"
"That old Dragon!"
"Shut up Ron! She sent us here-!"
"To get you up-!"
"To see him!"
"ONE AT A TIME!" Hermione yelled.
They both quieted.
"Ron, you first."
"He's up, he wants to see you." Was all he could manage because he was trying to catch his breath.
"Harry?"
"Madam Pomfrey sent us here to wake you up so you could see him." Harry said, more calmly than Ron did. (As usual.)
"Then what are we waiting for?" Hermione said as she bolted out the door.
She burst into the Hospital Wing, and ran straight to his bed.
"Severus!" She cried.
"Hermione, you're not acting very much like the adult you are right now." Severus said weakly.
"Well excuse me for being happy to see you!" Hermione pretended to huff but couldn't keep the grin off her face.
He grinned as well, though very weakly. "Come here." He said, wrapping her in his long, slender arms.
"I love you Hermione." He whispered quietly into her hair.
"I love you too Severus." She muttered into his pillow, savoring the feeling of being in his arms once again.
~!*!~~!*!~! ~ It was around eight o'clock that night when Hermione stirred from the chair she had perched in.
"Hermione." She heard Severus whisper from his bed.
"Yes Love?" She asked to the quiet night.
"Tell me about your parents, what they were like, how much they loved you . . . What they would have thought of . . . Us." He whispered.
"My parents were, wonderful." She started, already fighting through the tears. "They supported me in everything I did, they supported me when I came here, when I started seeing Ron."
Severus snorted in disgust. *His* Hermione, seeing that, that, *Weasley*?
"They were dentists." Hermione continued as if there was no interruption. "They were probably didn't act much like dentists though, but how should I know? I never met any other dentists." She was crying by now, letting the tears flow out of her. "They would have been so, so, proud of me, if they knew I got this job, they would have been, overjoyed. And you, they would have loved you. Anybody I knew, they made an effort for. But they would have loved you."
She paused as a sob racked her body.
"Hermione . . ." Severus started.
"No, Sev. I've got to get this out." Hermione said determinedly. "And I might as well start from the beginning."
She let her mind wander back to the painful memories of when her parents were alive and well, back to the memories where she thought she was just a normal, muggle girl.
**Flashback, Hermione's POV**
"Oh, come on Mum!" I said, pulling Mum to the Post Office. "You said Aunt Molly was going to send me something!"
"Of course she is darling!" Mum said, as she pulled out the key for the post office box.
"Oh! Hermione, dear, there's no package, but there *is* a letter here for you.
"Really?" I asked, ten-year-old fashion, all excitement because it was a REAL letter.
"Dear Miss Granger, (It read)
We are pleased to inform you that you have been excepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress"
"O-oh Mum! Can I go, please Mum, can I go?" I asked. A new school! And of, what had it said? 'Witchcraft and Wizardry', I had been dreaming of things like this for years!
"I don't know honey, I'll talk to your father about it."
**End Flashback, New Memory, Same POV**
"Dad! Please?" I said as we walked down the strange new place called Diagon Alley.
"Alright Sweetie. You can go, but," Dad consulted the letter, "You'll need, a, wand."
"Okay!" I said happily, and trotted off down the street.
**Aboard The Hogwarts Express**
I caught my first glance of Ron Weasley and Harry Potter.
"Have either of you seen a toad? A boy named Neville just lost one." I looked over at the boy with red hair, and saw he was holding out a wand, "Oh! Are you doing magic? Let's see it then!"
"Sunshine daises, Butter mellow, Turn this stupid fat rat yellow!" The boy chanted.
"Are you sure that's a real spell?" . . .
**Fade back to present, Normal POV**
Hermione rocked back and forth, crying hard.
"If I hadn't come to Hogwarts, they'd still be alive! If I hadn't met Harry, or Ron, I would still have parents! But no! I just HAD to come!"
Severus cut her off.
"Hermione, love, you shouldn't blame Harry, or Ron, or yourself for that matter, if I was still doing that, hell, I could be in Azkaban by now! But Albus go through to me. He showed me that there IS more to life. I'm going to help you do that love."
"Okay Sev." She said, before allowing her grief to unbottle itself from the depths of her heart and spill out.
Two hours later found them sitting and talking, Hermione's eyes red, and Severus' shoulder, damp.
Authors Note:
Yeah, that was really easy to write, and I'm surprised. I thought it would be a pain, but I guess severe emotional stress would influence someone's writing, don't you think? Anyway, I'll upload as soon as possible.
Anndi