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Slither: Plan B
It was a few weeks before any thing did happen. The end of the year was coming up rather quickly, and there were only a few weeks left. Hermione had told her mischievous friends that she was spending her time in the dungeons, least they follow her- she wouldn't put it past them. The project that Severus had wanted to assign them had fallen through, but Hermione told her friends that she was being granted Lab time, because he had actually found her proposal intriguing.
"But, Mione, I thought Snape hated you?" Harry had said when she told her friends of her plans. She had merely smiled.
"Harry don't be so naïve, Snape does hate me." After watching the confused looks on all of their faces, she explained, "Snape might hate me, but he is man enough to own up to the fact that I am good at what I do."
Ron seemed perplexed. "Ron?"
"Snape as a man," he shuddered, "That is something I don't want to think about."
"Oh, honestly Ron, he is a human being, and not just a professor."
"You know, I never really thought as any of them as anything other than professors. It's weird."
The rest of the conversation had turned to the nature of professors, and her friends had more or less accepted Hermione's project excuse. They had also listened to Hermione when she told them she was not pregnant. However, the rest of the school was still watching her with scrutinizing eyes waiting for her to show.
But aside from that everything seemed peaceful. That night Hermione had been sitting on the floor next to the fireplace studying for her up coming exams, while Elizabeth lay on the blanket taking a nap. The Professor sat at a small table grading papers.
A bit later, Hermione heard the soothing voice of her Professor offer her tea. She got up and walked over to the couch where he was sitting down.
"Thank you." She smiled when he handed her the cup, he had already prepared it the way she liked it.
After a few moments of silence, Severus cleared his throat. ""Hermione, have you ever thought about the future?"
Hermione shifted nervously, feeling her heart beat hard against her rib cage. She wasn't quite sure of why this question produced such a reaction in her, but it had. "Well I... I'm not quite sure what I am doing yet... I mean, I will probably get a small flat somewhere and study some more... I haven't really decided what I want to do with my life yet... I..."
"Have you ever thought of what field you wish to pursue?"
"Oh! Well naturally I love them all, but I have a certain affinity for charms and such. Possibly transfiguration. Although, I would greatly like to study wandless magic."
"Well, that is certainly a relief."
"A relief?"
Severus nodded. "Remember that night when you told me that you would possibly want to become an Animagus?"
"Yes..." Where was this going?
"Well, I took that to mean that you did indeed like the subject. Well today, I was talking to Minerva, and she was saying how long it had been since she had an apprentice and how she would like to have one again, and I sort of mentioned that you might be interested in the position. I wasn't sure..."
But before Severus could finish his sentence, he was hit full force by the girl as she enveloped him in a firm hug. He sat stunned for half a moment before setting down his tea and awkwardly wrapping his arms around Hermione's slender frame. For an instant, he was under the impression that she snuggled closer in to him and he unconsciously held her tighter.
Then he realized that this little spectacle was going on for quite long enough. Snape pushed the girl back sternly, but softened at her smile. With his arms on her shoulders still, he said, "So I have done well have I?"
"It's perfect! I... I don't really know what to say."
"Well, what ever it is you have to say, you should probably say it to Minerva, she is the one who needs to know you will accept."
Hermione smiled. Severus cleared his throat suddenly uncomfortable. "Well I have to finish grading..."
"Yes"
Each returned to their own activities. Elizabeth woke up towards the end of Hermione's chapter, so the older girl set the book aside and picked the babe up. By the time Elizabeth was fed, changed, and put to bed, it was nigh on midnight.
"Oh! Professor, I must..." her attention had turned for the first time to her professor, and she noticed that her was dreadfully pale and there seemed to be a delierous look to his eyes. She ran to him, only to have her arm clutched. His grip was tighter than he knew, and Hermione had to grit her teeth to bear it.
"Her...mion...e..."
"Shh," it had taken enough for him to get her name out, he was nervous she could tell. A caressing hand touched his cheek, and eyes met for a long moment. "Go."
Severus nodded and stood, gaining composure, and finally left the room.
Hermione sat still for a moment, listening to the quiet of the room, but it was soon interrupted by a soft cry. Elizabeth had woken when the door slammed.
The maternal side of Hermione's nature took over, and she picked up the small child, holding her fast to her body.
The two ended up lying together in the large bed and falling asleep.
It was many hours later before Snape returned to his room. He was dead tired, and climbed into the bed. The meeting had gone poorly; he had learned almost nothing, aside from the fact that Lucius had been working privately with the Master on a plan. Yet the details were only passed down to those who were immediately involved. And as for the rest, nothing! Nothing of use!
As Severus allowed his tired eyes to slip shut, he failed to notice what slipped out of the coat that he had discarded on the floor. A yellow snake with black bands going round it was slowly slithering up the bedpost.
Little Elizabeth opened her tiny little eyes; something moving below her has disturbed her slumber. There was a strange white light filling the room coming from outside a window. It gave her just enough to see by.
Turning over one shoulder, she saw the man that was always here. She liked him; he was always picking her up and kissing her. But he was different that night; he looked strange. His face kind of looked like how she felt after she drank a bottle when she couldn't burp.
She reached out a tiny hand and touched the back of his shoulder. It was what they always did to her when she couldn't burp. But it appeared that the man either didn't need to or didn't want to burp. Elizabeth turned her attentions to her other side.
She was there! Elizabeth really liked her. The woman was warm and comfortable, and she held the small child just right for her to feel always safe. Elizabeth wriggled a little to try to get closer to the woman. Maybe she would pick Elizabeth up and snuggle her to sleep; the woman was rather good at snuggling.
It was then that something moved and caught the young child's eye. After a struggle she had managed to sit up, fall back down, and sit up again. Having finally maintained a sturdy position, she looked at the curious creature. It was like nothing she had ever seen before. It was bright, and moved funny like; not in the way the man and woman moved, not even in the way that she would have to use in order to move herself, but in a sneaky and untrustworthy manner.
It was when the thing was gracefully gliding over the woman's stomach that Elizabeth decided that she didn't like the creature, for it seemed interested only in itself, and that it was a very frightful thing, for it did make the most dreadful noise, so she did the only thing her little mind could think of to do.
She screamed.
Severus woke up first to the shock of Elizabeth and her screaming being so near. The next surprise that came was that Hermione Granger was in his bed. Lastly, he realized a serpent was coiled on the girl's chest ready to strike. All this he realized in half a second; the other half he used to blast the offensive creature into oblivion.
Elizabeth had become quiet deciding that she did something good while Hermione lay beside her breathing heavily.
Severus rushed across the bed and bent down over the poor girl.
"Are you alright?" But instead of answering, Hermione reached a shaking hand up to Severus and drew him into a close hug.
Young Elizabeth sat watching, her small mind attempting games of logic. These two were like the other two; the ones that told her they were a 'mama' and a 'daddy.' They used to hug each other, and pick her up and kiss her, and hold and feed her. It was occurring to her, that although she didn't exactly know what a 'mama' or a 'daddy' was, these people might be them. Elizabeth swallowed and decided to try something that the small funny woman that played with her during the day had been trying to show her.
"Ma-ma."
Both Severus and Hermione turned quickly to look at Elizabeth. She must have been right, one of these things had to be a 'mama.' But they were looking at her strangely now. Maybe she should do it again, so they understood.
"Ma-ma."
Severus looked at Hermione, who was still in his arms, and said, "She said 'Ma ma!" Hermione nodded enthusiastically. He sat up on his knees and said again amazed, "she said 'Mama!' She talked!"
The excited Severus was actually bouncing up and down on the bed. Elizabeth realizing she had caused this fun opened her mouth again.
"Da-ey"
"Mione! Did you hear that? She called me Daddy! She called me Daddy!"
Severus was by now in such an elated mood, that he picked up the laughing Elizabeth, and kissed her. And feeling nothing but warmth inside of him, he grabbed the shoulders of the other girl on the bed and gave her a hug.
He smiled still very proud of his small niece. "She called me Daddy! She thinks I'm her father."
There was a sharp intake of breath, and Severus looked up to meet Hermione's eyes. "She thinks I'm her mother."
They sat there, less than ten inches apart, just looking at each other. They were both surprised and unsurprised to find, a mere seconds later, to find that they were closer. Severus regained control of his conscious mind when he felt her sweet breath on his lips.
He let his eyes close, and his head drop, his forehead an inch her own.
"Maybe you should go."
Elizabeth was confused when after all the happiness, the mama got up and ran from the room. Looking at the door she once again said, "Ma-ma," and looked back at the daddy for approval.
She was surprised to find that he was crying.
Soon his arms were around her as he picked her up and held her tightly against his chest.
Elizabeth felt sad, something that she didn't know before. She had only ever been, hungry, or angry, or happy, or excited, or frightened, but she had never been sad before. The daddy was sad, she could tell, and she didn't know what to do.
"Da-ey."
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That's a wrap for now. We are getting closer to the hook up. ¬_¬ but u didn't hear it from me!!
I love you guys!
Don't forget to review!
~Atiannala
Slither: Plan B
It was a few weeks before any thing did happen. The end of the year was coming up rather quickly, and there were only a few weeks left. Hermione had told her mischievous friends that she was spending her time in the dungeons, least they follow her- she wouldn't put it past them. The project that Severus had wanted to assign them had fallen through, but Hermione told her friends that she was being granted Lab time, because he had actually found her proposal intriguing.
"But, Mione, I thought Snape hated you?" Harry had said when she told her friends of her plans. She had merely smiled.
"Harry don't be so naïve, Snape does hate me." After watching the confused looks on all of their faces, she explained, "Snape might hate me, but he is man enough to own up to the fact that I am good at what I do."
Ron seemed perplexed. "Ron?"
"Snape as a man," he shuddered, "That is something I don't want to think about."
"Oh, honestly Ron, he is a human being, and not just a professor."
"You know, I never really thought as any of them as anything other than professors. It's weird."
The rest of the conversation had turned to the nature of professors, and her friends had more or less accepted Hermione's project excuse. They had also listened to Hermione when she told them she was not pregnant. However, the rest of the school was still watching her with scrutinizing eyes waiting for her to show.
But aside from that everything seemed peaceful. That night Hermione had been sitting on the floor next to the fireplace studying for her up coming exams, while Elizabeth lay on the blanket taking a nap. The Professor sat at a small table grading papers.
A bit later, Hermione heard the soothing voice of her Professor offer her tea. She got up and walked over to the couch where he was sitting down.
"Thank you." She smiled when he handed her the cup, he had already prepared it the way she liked it.
After a few moments of silence, Severus cleared his throat. ""Hermione, have you ever thought about the future?"
Hermione shifted nervously, feeling her heart beat hard against her rib cage. She wasn't quite sure of why this question produced such a reaction in her, but it had. "Well I... I'm not quite sure what I am doing yet... I mean, I will probably get a small flat somewhere and study some more... I haven't really decided what I want to do with my life yet... I..."
"Have you ever thought of what field you wish to pursue?"
"Oh! Well naturally I love them all, but I have a certain affinity for charms and such. Possibly transfiguration. Although, I would greatly like to study wandless magic."
"Well, that is certainly a relief."
"A relief?"
Severus nodded. "Remember that night when you told me that you would possibly want to become an Animagus?"
"Yes..." Where was this going?
"Well, I took that to mean that you did indeed like the subject. Well today, I was talking to Minerva, and she was saying how long it had been since she had an apprentice and how she would like to have one again, and I sort of mentioned that you might be interested in the position. I wasn't sure..."
But before Severus could finish his sentence, he was hit full force by the girl as she enveloped him in a firm hug. He sat stunned for half a moment before setting down his tea and awkwardly wrapping his arms around Hermione's slender frame. For an instant, he was under the impression that she snuggled closer in to him and he unconsciously held her tighter.
Then he realized that this little spectacle was going on for quite long enough. Snape pushed the girl back sternly, but softened at her smile. With his arms on her shoulders still, he said, "So I have done well have I?"
"It's perfect! I... I don't really know what to say."
"Well, what ever it is you have to say, you should probably say it to Minerva, she is the one who needs to know you will accept."
Hermione smiled. Severus cleared his throat suddenly uncomfortable. "Well I have to finish grading..."
"Yes"
Each returned to their own activities. Elizabeth woke up towards the end of Hermione's chapter, so the older girl set the book aside and picked the babe up. By the time Elizabeth was fed, changed, and put to bed, it was nigh on midnight.
"Oh! Professor, I must..." her attention had turned for the first time to her professor, and she noticed that her was dreadfully pale and there seemed to be a delierous look to his eyes. She ran to him, only to have her arm clutched. His grip was tighter than he knew, and Hermione had to grit her teeth to bear it.
"Her...mion...e..."
"Shh," it had taken enough for him to get her name out, he was nervous she could tell. A caressing hand touched his cheek, and eyes met for a long moment. "Go."
Severus nodded and stood, gaining composure, and finally left the room.
Hermione sat still for a moment, listening to the quiet of the room, but it was soon interrupted by a soft cry. Elizabeth had woken when the door slammed.
The maternal side of Hermione's nature took over, and she picked up the small child, holding her fast to her body.
The two ended up lying together in the large bed and falling asleep.
It was many hours later before Snape returned to his room. He was dead tired, and climbed into the bed. The meeting had gone poorly; he had learned almost nothing, aside from the fact that Lucius had been working privately with the Master on a plan. Yet the details were only passed down to those who were immediately involved. And as for the rest, nothing! Nothing of use!
As Severus allowed his tired eyes to slip shut, he failed to notice what slipped out of the coat that he had discarded on the floor. A yellow snake with black bands going round it was slowly slithering up the bedpost.
Little Elizabeth opened her tiny little eyes; something moving below her has disturbed her slumber. There was a strange white light filling the room coming from outside a window. It gave her just enough to see by.
Turning over one shoulder, she saw the man that was always here. She liked him; he was always picking her up and kissing her. But he was different that night; he looked strange. His face kind of looked like how she felt after she drank a bottle when she couldn't burp.
She reached out a tiny hand and touched the back of his shoulder. It was what they always did to her when she couldn't burp. But it appeared that the man either didn't need to or didn't want to burp. Elizabeth turned her attentions to her other side.
She was there! Elizabeth really liked her. The woman was warm and comfortable, and she held the small child just right for her to feel always safe. Elizabeth wriggled a little to try to get closer to the woman. Maybe she would pick Elizabeth up and snuggle her to sleep; the woman was rather good at snuggling.
It was then that something moved and caught the young child's eye. After a struggle she had managed to sit up, fall back down, and sit up again. Having finally maintained a sturdy position, she looked at the curious creature. It was like nothing she had ever seen before. It was bright, and moved funny like; not in the way the man and woman moved, not even in the way that she would have to use in order to move herself, but in a sneaky and untrustworthy manner.
It was when the thing was gracefully gliding over the woman's stomach that Elizabeth decided that she didn't like the creature, for it seemed interested only in itself, and that it was a very frightful thing, for it did make the most dreadful noise, so she did the only thing her little mind could think of to do.
She screamed.
Severus woke up first to the shock of Elizabeth and her screaming being so near. The next surprise that came was that Hermione Granger was in his bed. Lastly, he realized a serpent was coiled on the girl's chest ready to strike. All this he realized in half a second; the other half he used to blast the offensive creature into oblivion.
Elizabeth had become quiet deciding that she did something good while Hermione lay beside her breathing heavily.
Severus rushed across the bed and bent down over the poor girl.
"Are you alright?" But instead of answering, Hermione reached a shaking hand up to Severus and drew him into a close hug.
Young Elizabeth sat watching, her small mind attempting games of logic. These two were like the other two; the ones that told her they were a 'mama' and a 'daddy.' They used to hug each other, and pick her up and kiss her, and hold and feed her. It was occurring to her, that although she didn't exactly know what a 'mama' or a 'daddy' was, these people might be them. Elizabeth swallowed and decided to try something that the small funny woman that played with her during the day had been trying to show her.
"Ma-ma."
Both Severus and Hermione turned quickly to look at Elizabeth. She must have been right, one of these things had to be a 'mama.' But they were looking at her strangely now. Maybe she should do it again, so they understood.
"Ma-ma."
Severus looked at Hermione, who was still in his arms, and said, "She said 'Ma ma!" Hermione nodded enthusiastically. He sat up on his knees and said again amazed, "she said 'Mama!' She talked!"
The excited Severus was actually bouncing up and down on the bed. Elizabeth realizing she had caused this fun opened her mouth again.
"Da-ey"
"Mione! Did you hear that? She called me Daddy! She called me Daddy!"
Severus was by now in such an elated mood, that he picked up the laughing Elizabeth, and kissed her. And feeling nothing but warmth inside of him, he grabbed the shoulders of the other girl on the bed and gave her a hug.
He smiled still very proud of his small niece. "She called me Daddy! She thinks I'm her father."
There was a sharp intake of breath, and Severus looked up to meet Hermione's eyes. "She thinks I'm her mother."
They sat there, less than ten inches apart, just looking at each other. They were both surprised and unsurprised to find, a mere seconds later, to find that they were closer. Severus regained control of his conscious mind when he felt her sweet breath on his lips.
He let his eyes close, and his head drop, his forehead an inch her own.
"Maybe you should go."
Elizabeth was confused when after all the happiness, the mama got up and ran from the room. Looking at the door she once again said, "Ma-ma," and looked back at the daddy for approval.
She was surprised to find that he was crying.
Soon his arms were around her as he picked her up and held her tightly against his chest.
Elizabeth felt sad, something that she didn't know before. She had only ever been, hungry, or angry, or happy, or excited, or frightened, but she had never been sad before. The daddy was sad, she could tell, and she didn't know what to do.
"Da-ey."
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That's a wrap for now. We are getting closer to the hook up. ¬_¬ but u didn't hear it from me!!
I love you guys!
Don't forget to review!
~Atiannala