God I'm evil. I left you with such a cliffy, I made myself want to write
more! Well, read and I'll stop babbling.
Why are you still listening?
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'He would not allow his feelings to get in the way of Hermione's life.'
Severus walked the opposite way, back towards Dumbledore's office, back towards Hermione.
He was paying so little attention to where he was going that he walked right past Peeves.
The Poltergeist cackled. It wasn't everyday he got to play with the Head of Slytherin.
SPLOOSH!!!
Peeves zoomed away, up into a corner of the ceiling to admire his work.
Severus had just gotten a water balloon full of hot soapy water dropped on his head.
"PEEVES!" He roared, extremely irritated by the fact that he had been caught unawares by the pestering poltergeist.
Peeves cackled and zoomed away, singing something that sounded a lot like:
"I dropped a bomb on one Severus Snape."
Severus felt fingers thread through his now hot-and-soapy-locks.
He spun around, already aware that it was Hermione by the way his body reacted.
As he spun, his hands for her waist and he picked her up, surprisingly strong for one so thin.
"Hello Sev." She said cheerily as he placed back on the ground.
"Hello Hermione." He said, slowly and silkily.
"Is something wrong Severus?" She asked, peering up at him.
He was about to say no, but it came out as, "Yes."
"Well?" Hermione prompted.
"Willyoumarryme?" His said quickly.
"What?" She spluttered.
"Will you, will you marry me?" He repeated.
"Sev. I dunno.I'm only nineteen.Honestly!"
"I'll understand if you say no." He assured her, scowling down his nose at her.
The effect was somewhat lost by the fact that his hair was dripping and a bubble slid down the prominent hook of his nose.
"Not now Severus. I'm sorry, I'm just not ready."
"Ah. I see." Severus said, turning away from her, his back and shoulders rigid.
"Sev?" A tentative query came from behind him.
"Yes." He said rigidly.
"Why did you ask me?"
"Impulse." He said dismissively.
"Liar." He heard Hermione whisper.
"Thank you."
A/N: Oops. I've been caught, Take me to the court of law and tell them I'm a procrastinator.
OK, so much for the dramatics. It's Friday, May 16, 2003 finally. I presented my crappy history project, and am now finished with it.
My director (for a play) has resurfaced again, and we will perform the 11th and 12th, the days before school gets out.
I will finish this soon. You'll know when you find the chapter titled "Finis" and then "Epilogue" soon after.
TTFN
@nndy
Why are you still listening?
~~~~ ~~ ~~~~
'He would not allow his feelings to get in the way of Hermione's life.'
Severus walked the opposite way, back towards Dumbledore's office, back towards Hermione.
He was paying so little attention to where he was going that he walked right past Peeves.
The Poltergeist cackled. It wasn't everyday he got to play with the Head of Slytherin.
SPLOOSH!!!
Peeves zoomed away, up into a corner of the ceiling to admire his work.
Severus had just gotten a water balloon full of hot soapy water dropped on his head.
"PEEVES!" He roared, extremely irritated by the fact that he had been caught unawares by the pestering poltergeist.
Peeves cackled and zoomed away, singing something that sounded a lot like:
"I dropped a bomb on one Severus Snape."
Severus felt fingers thread through his now hot-and-soapy-locks.
He spun around, already aware that it was Hermione by the way his body reacted.
As he spun, his hands for her waist and he picked her up, surprisingly strong for one so thin.
"Hello Sev." She said cheerily as he placed back on the ground.
"Hello Hermione." He said, slowly and silkily.
"Is something wrong Severus?" She asked, peering up at him.
He was about to say no, but it came out as, "Yes."
"Well?" Hermione prompted.
"Willyoumarryme?" His said quickly.
"What?" She spluttered.
"Will you, will you marry me?" He repeated.
"Sev. I dunno.I'm only nineteen.Honestly!"
"I'll understand if you say no." He assured her, scowling down his nose at her.
The effect was somewhat lost by the fact that his hair was dripping and a bubble slid down the prominent hook of his nose.
"Not now Severus. I'm sorry, I'm just not ready."
"Ah. I see." Severus said, turning away from her, his back and shoulders rigid.
"Sev?" A tentative query came from behind him.
"Yes." He said rigidly.
"Why did you ask me?"
"Impulse." He said dismissively.
"Liar." He heard Hermione whisper.
"Thank you."
A/N: Oops. I've been caught, Take me to the court of law and tell them I'm a procrastinator.
OK, so much for the dramatics. It's Friday, May 16, 2003 finally. I presented my crappy history project, and am now finished with it.
My director (for a play) has resurfaced again, and we will perform the 11th and 12th, the days before school gets out.
I will finish this soon. You'll know when you find the chapter titled "Finis" and then "Epilogue" soon after.
TTFN
@nndy