The time it takes
"Ahhhhhhhh" shouted Severus Snape as a river of cold water rained down on him.
"Oh wakey wakey sleeping beauty" a voice cooed from beside him.
"From the hell" Came from Severus now suddenly awake
"Brother dearest you really cannot sleep forever, and anyway Hermione already healed you" she stopped a second in thought then said "Your just using the hospital wing for the service, aren't you?" the last bit clearly an accusation
"Solana as hard as it is to believe I was just simply tired, and wait did you say Hermione since when were you two friends"
"Sev your been up there for a week, and everyday this week she has visited you, and after a while sitting with someone who can't talk isn't the most fun thing in the world so seeing Poppy seems to think that I am not ready to leave the hospital wing yet"
"You aren't"
"Whatever, so anyway we start talking and now we are as you English say 'The best of friends'" Solana threw in a tinge of her Spanish accent in the last bit of the conversation.
"You seem to forget yourself; I am as Spanish as you are"
Solana laughter filled the air
"Keep telling yourself that hermano, Severus?"
The one in question sat up straight, his sister only used his name not his nick-name when it was important
"Si" he answered her in Spanish, she always liked it when he talked Spanish she said it reminded her that he hadn't forgotten his culture
"Si, yo am going to Madre and Padre House today, and I want, wanted to see if you would come with me"
"But Poppy.."
"Poppy doesn't mind Hermano, so will you come with me?"
"Why, why are you going, this we be the first time in eight years that you have been in the house, Solana you even ordered for nothing to be moved, so the house was exactly the same"
"Severus do you remember why I never wanted anything to be moved"
"Because you used to say when they came back they would want the oh"
"You see Severus there not coming back, and although I'll never be able to sell the house, but I can go see it now"
Severus looked into his sisters eyes with were brimmed with tears, but because of years of practice not falling
"Si, Solana, I will come with you"
"Thank you Sev now get dressed we leave in ten minutes, I'll just go get Ms Granger"
"Why"
"Because she's coming"
Before Severus could object his sister ran out the room, not wanted Hermione, let alone anyone see him in his hospital gown he dressed, not because he wanted to go somewhere with Ms Granger, of course not that would be unreasonable.
..............................
Hermione gasped at the vast size of the Snape estate.
When Solana had asked her to accompany her to Snape Manor she said yes without hesitation, Solana was a good person and a great friend.
It was just ten minutes before they left that made her hesitant, when she had found out Prof. Snape would be coming, she didn't know how she would deal with the fact that he might love her.
But when she had seen him and he had acted like he always did, she then realize that it would be hard but she could do this.
The rest is present.
..............................
They had started at the first floor and were now on the second, they stopped before a set of huge grand doors.
"Ms Granger I am certain this will be your favourite room"
Solana snickered "And it's certainly yours Sev" he gave her a glare
He opened the doors
Hermione eyes were as you say 'As wide as saucers' by the time the doors were open
They were in the library
..............................
After several minutes searching through the books, Hermione went to find the others.
Solana and Severus were standing in front of a book that sat a top a mantel piece.
She went up beside them to get a better look.
The book was in a glass case, opened upon a certain page, the page was written in Spanish, the lettering in gold.
"It was my Mother favourite poem, I could and still cannot understand why"
She took a deep breath then read it aloud, Hermione before getting caught up in the words thought to herself, her voice like a story teller, one that stops children on the street, makes misbehaving children good, one that you know will enrich and teach.
"Miré los muros
Miré los muros de la patria mía,
Si un tiempo fuertes ya desmoronados
De la carrera de la edad cansados
Por quien caduca ya su valentía
Salíme al campo: vi que el sol bebía
Los arroyos del hielo desatados,
Y del monte quejosos los ganados
Que con sombras hurtó su luz al día
Entré en mi casa: vi que amancillada
De anciana habitación era despojos,
Mi báculo más corvo y menos fuerte
Vencida de la edad sentí mi espada,
Y no hallé cosa en que poner los ojos
Que no fuese recuerdo de la muerte"
It seemed that her voice suddenly stopped, almost like the poem was not yet finished, but it was.
"It was beautiful, but what does it mean?"
"I do not know how to translate it to English" Solana said English like a curse, she then realized that no matter how nice Solana could be, in the end she was Slytherin and a part of her would always be evil, mean and cruel.
Hermione has not yet figured out, even with all her brains she has yet to figure out, that it is not the House that makes the person but the person who makes the house.
"Anyway" Solana continued "It was written in Spanish to be said in Spanish" The air of slob hung around Solana.
Severus sensing the discomfort translated the poem.
"Sonnet: Death-Warnings
I saw the ramparts of my native land
one time so strong, now dropping decay,
their strength destroyed by this new age's way
that has worn out and rotted what was grand.
I went into the fields; there I could see
The sun drink up the waters new thawed;
And on the hills the moaning cattle pawed,
Their miseries robbed the light of day for me. I went into my house; I saw how spotted,
Decaying things made that old home their prize;
my withered walking-staff had come to bend.
I felt the age had won; my sword was rotted;
and there was nothing on which to set my eyes
that was not a reminder of the end." Hermione who had once looked so carefree now looked like she had bitten a lemon "That was your Mothers favorite poem" She didn't realize that at the moment she herself could be mistaken for a Slytherin. She turned around and saw the look Snape gave her and said no more.
They then left the library. ..............................
"This is the final room in the house" Solana said sadly as they reached the last room on the third floor, discomfort forgotten "This was my Madre private corner, this is where her special jewelry and dresses are kept" Solana swept over to the dressing cupboard and pulled it open to show an array of dresses, Solana pushed them all aside and pulled on a pull on the back of the cupboard, Hermione watched beside Severus in wonder as Solana pulled out the most beautiful dress she had ever seen. Solana at Hermione expression of wonder she softly "it was my Madre wedding dress" "It's wonderful" Her expression was of some puzzlement through "What?" Solana asked after seeing Hermione expression "It just was your Mother a Gryffindor?" "Si" "And your father was a Slytherin?" "Si" "An inter-house marriage, does that even work" "It can if it is for love" she paused then continued "Even Slytherin and Gryffindor can find love within love another" She looked pointedly between Severus and Hermione. ..............................
"See you at dinner" Hermione said left. The brother gave his sister a pointed stare. ..............................
Next chapter out. The poem was written by 'Floresta de rimas antiguas castellanas' And translated by 'John Masefield'
I figure even Mione can be a slob. jordanz
"Ahhhhhhhh" shouted Severus Snape as a river of cold water rained down on him.
"Oh wakey wakey sleeping beauty" a voice cooed from beside him.
"From the hell" Came from Severus now suddenly awake
"Brother dearest you really cannot sleep forever, and anyway Hermione already healed you" she stopped a second in thought then said "Your just using the hospital wing for the service, aren't you?" the last bit clearly an accusation
"Solana as hard as it is to believe I was just simply tired, and wait did you say Hermione since when were you two friends"
"Sev your been up there for a week, and everyday this week she has visited you, and after a while sitting with someone who can't talk isn't the most fun thing in the world so seeing Poppy seems to think that I am not ready to leave the hospital wing yet"
"You aren't"
"Whatever, so anyway we start talking and now we are as you English say 'The best of friends'" Solana threw in a tinge of her Spanish accent in the last bit of the conversation.
"You seem to forget yourself; I am as Spanish as you are"
Solana laughter filled the air
"Keep telling yourself that hermano, Severus?"
The one in question sat up straight, his sister only used his name not his nick-name when it was important
"Si" he answered her in Spanish, she always liked it when he talked Spanish she said it reminded her that he hadn't forgotten his culture
"Si, yo am going to Madre and Padre House today, and I want, wanted to see if you would come with me"
"But Poppy.."
"Poppy doesn't mind Hermano, so will you come with me?"
"Why, why are you going, this we be the first time in eight years that you have been in the house, Solana you even ordered for nothing to be moved, so the house was exactly the same"
"Severus do you remember why I never wanted anything to be moved"
"Because you used to say when they came back they would want the oh"
"You see Severus there not coming back, and although I'll never be able to sell the house, but I can go see it now"
Severus looked into his sisters eyes with were brimmed with tears, but because of years of practice not falling
"Si, Solana, I will come with you"
"Thank you Sev now get dressed we leave in ten minutes, I'll just go get Ms Granger"
"Why"
"Because she's coming"
Before Severus could object his sister ran out the room, not wanted Hermione, let alone anyone see him in his hospital gown he dressed, not because he wanted to go somewhere with Ms Granger, of course not that would be unreasonable.
..............................
Hermione gasped at the vast size of the Snape estate.
When Solana had asked her to accompany her to Snape Manor she said yes without hesitation, Solana was a good person and a great friend.
It was just ten minutes before they left that made her hesitant, when she had found out Prof. Snape would be coming, she didn't know how she would deal with the fact that he might love her.
But when she had seen him and he had acted like he always did, she then realize that it would be hard but she could do this.
The rest is present.
..............................
They had started at the first floor and were now on the second, they stopped before a set of huge grand doors.
"Ms Granger I am certain this will be your favourite room"
Solana snickered "And it's certainly yours Sev" he gave her a glare
He opened the doors
Hermione eyes were as you say 'As wide as saucers' by the time the doors were open
They were in the library
..............................
After several minutes searching through the books, Hermione went to find the others.
Solana and Severus were standing in front of a book that sat a top a mantel piece.
She went up beside them to get a better look.
The book was in a glass case, opened upon a certain page, the page was written in Spanish, the lettering in gold.
"It was my Mother favourite poem, I could and still cannot understand why"
She took a deep breath then read it aloud, Hermione before getting caught up in the words thought to herself, her voice like a story teller, one that stops children on the street, makes misbehaving children good, one that you know will enrich and teach.
"Miré los muros
Miré los muros de la patria mía,
Si un tiempo fuertes ya desmoronados
De la carrera de la edad cansados
Por quien caduca ya su valentía
Salíme al campo: vi que el sol bebía
Los arroyos del hielo desatados,
Y del monte quejosos los ganados
Que con sombras hurtó su luz al día
Entré en mi casa: vi que amancillada
De anciana habitación era despojos,
Mi báculo más corvo y menos fuerte
Vencida de la edad sentí mi espada,
Y no hallé cosa en que poner los ojos
Que no fuese recuerdo de la muerte"
It seemed that her voice suddenly stopped, almost like the poem was not yet finished, but it was.
"It was beautiful, but what does it mean?"
"I do not know how to translate it to English" Solana said English like a curse, she then realized that no matter how nice Solana could be, in the end she was Slytherin and a part of her would always be evil, mean and cruel.
Hermione has not yet figured out, even with all her brains she has yet to figure out, that it is not the House that makes the person but the person who makes the house.
"Anyway" Solana continued "It was written in Spanish to be said in Spanish" The air of slob hung around Solana.
Severus sensing the discomfort translated the poem.
"Sonnet: Death-Warnings
I saw the ramparts of my native land
one time so strong, now dropping decay,
their strength destroyed by this new age's way
that has worn out and rotted what was grand.
I went into the fields; there I could see
The sun drink up the waters new thawed;
And on the hills the moaning cattle pawed,
Their miseries robbed the light of day for me. I went into my house; I saw how spotted,
Decaying things made that old home their prize;
my withered walking-staff had come to bend.
I felt the age had won; my sword was rotted;
and there was nothing on which to set my eyes
that was not a reminder of the end." Hermione who had once looked so carefree now looked like she had bitten a lemon "That was your Mothers favorite poem" She didn't realize that at the moment she herself could be mistaken for a Slytherin. She turned around and saw the look Snape gave her and said no more.
They then left the library. ..............................
"This is the final room in the house" Solana said sadly as they reached the last room on the third floor, discomfort forgotten "This was my Madre private corner, this is where her special jewelry and dresses are kept" Solana swept over to the dressing cupboard and pulled it open to show an array of dresses, Solana pushed them all aside and pulled on a pull on the back of the cupboard, Hermione watched beside Severus in wonder as Solana pulled out the most beautiful dress she had ever seen. Solana at Hermione expression of wonder she softly "it was my Madre wedding dress" "It's wonderful" Her expression was of some puzzlement through "What?" Solana asked after seeing Hermione expression "It just was your Mother a Gryffindor?" "Si" "And your father was a Slytherin?" "Si" "An inter-house marriage, does that even work" "It can if it is for love" she paused then continued "Even Slytherin and Gryffindor can find love within love another" She looked pointedly between Severus and Hermione. ..............................
"See you at dinner" Hermione said left. The brother gave his sister a pointed stare. ..............................
Next chapter out. The poem was written by 'Floresta de rimas antiguas castellanas' And translated by 'John Masefield'
I figure even Mione can be a slob. jordanz