Hunted
Harry stood at a window in one of the many towers of Beauxbatons looking out onto the grounds of the castle and beyond. The bleeding sun was setting in the sky; a night of fighting would begin in a few hours once the sun had set fully. The pain in his scar hadn't relented in so long that he was beginning to wonder if it had always been there. His thoughts drifted to Hermione and the others that had remained at Hogwarts. The war was strictly between wizards, how offended Ginny and Hermione were by that statement. An unwritten, unspoken law Severus had reasoned to them.
Hermione had agreed that she wouldn't join them in France, but she would be damned if she was kept at home when the war reached Hogwarts. Harry had a bad feeling about tonight. A gritty niggling that he couldn't place. Why did he have the sudden urge to run away, get Ron and Draco and go home, let Beauxbatons be taken over. The thought that the peaceful French countryside would become a battleground within a matter of hours chilled him to the bone.
"There you are Harry!" A kind familiar voice disturbed his thoughts. An arm came around his waist as a head of long flaming red hair came into view over his right shoulder. "You missed dinner. I had a sandwich for you. But I -"
"Ate it?!" Harry questioned sceptically. Ron nodded moving into view in front of the growing man.
"What were you thinking about that was so important?" Ron questioned blocking Harry's view of the grounds. Harry couldn't tell him the truth. The truth was to be kept between him and his scar. Everyone looked to Harry, if he had doubts; they were all dead.
"Hermione." All lies are eighty percent truth Harry reasoned with his conscience. "I don't think she's coping being cooped up at home. I fear that their marriage will not cope with the strain." He recounted an owl he had received from Hermione weeks before. It didn't say as much. But Harry read between the lines. The warrior inside Hermione was like a flower withering in the dark.
"Don't!" Ron warned. Harry looked at him questioningly. "Don't tempt Fate!" Ron answered Harry's look. "Severus respects Hermione. If he thought she really wanted to come; he wouldn't stop her." Ron thought. "It's not Severus that's stopping her; It's Andromeda. Hermione's just frustrated. She's trying to do what's best for Andromeda, and it's not working." Ron wasn't winning Harry over. He still thought it was Severus that was keeping her there. "If we were in their position. Would you let me go?" After a moments thought Harry sighed.
" Yes." He nodded kissing Ron firmly on the lips. "I would if it made you happy."
"Harry I need to ask you something." Ron hugged his friend and lover. "If anything happens to me, don't mourn my death. Embraces it. You get lost in my death, you'll loose all sight." That feeling was back. Harry looked at him dumbstruck. "Of course if you die. The whole world goes into mourning; I'll have to be a sheep in that instant." Ron tried to lighten the situation. "How lucky will I be, being the widow of the boy-who-lived."
"Don't tempt Fate!" Harry laughed leaning in for a kiss.
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Harry's memories moved instantly from his last conversation with Ron, to seeing Ron being hit with an unforgivable. If he wasn't mistaken, the death eater was a woman. Harry bolted upright the second the death eater turned to strike him with a separate curse. He was greeted by a apprehensive Hermione who sat gingerly on a seat in the hospital wing of Hogwarts. He was home.
"You fear my marriage will not cope with the strain?!" Hermione eyed the boy. Placing a pair of glasses over the boys eyes a little too roughly. It appeared that he had been talking in his sleep. The dreamless sleep potion had worn off in the night and he began dreaming about his last few hours with Ron. "How you doing kid?" Harry nodded his hand going to his bruised lung.
"How are you?" He asked through a wince. He saw her tear speckled face. "The strain is showing!" He added bitterly.
"I'm going away for a bit." Hermione didn't really want to elaborate. But from the look on his face she would have to. "I'm going to get Albus back. It may take me a while, but I'll find him. I have to find him before it's too late. I should never have let him leave."
"Are you crazy?! You can't go out there alone. It's a war zone out there. You can't trust anyone-"
"I'm not going alone Harry." Hermione answered knowing where this would lead. She was blushing at the thought of Harry's response.
"Severus is going with you?" Harry brightened. Hermione shook her head. "Oliver." Harry guessed without a need of a clue. Harry flushed with anger. "You are running away from your husband with the boy you had a crush on for three years. You only stopped because he left the school." Harry angered. "I'm warning you, me and Severus don't see eye to eye. But you break his heart I'll break you neck I swear to God H." Hermione had changed the man. Severus was no longer the bat that lurked in the dungeons, he was a man Harry could have a conversation with. As a professor, all the students now loved his lessons. While he kept his meticulous discipline, his bitter and twisted view of the students had vanished. He no longer saw them as dunderheads, but as growing adults with the thirst for knowledge. How much he would change if Hermione left him. Andromeda may see to it that he was still a good man and father, but as for the professor inside. Mr Hyde would return without the antidote of Hermione. Harry only prayed that she wouldn't be gone for long.
"I'm not running away; why does everyone see it like that?! I'm doing what I should have done four years ago. I'm doing something that I should be doing with Severus, I love him Harry. It's breaking my heart to leave him. Without him I wouldn't have the strength to do this." Hermione held Harry's hand, he moved it out of reach. "I feel nothing for Oliver Wood." She looked him in the eye. She was telling the truth. Harry believed her. However he was unsure as to whether Severus knew this. In fact he Harry wasn't sure if Severus knew of Hermione's crush on Oliver. Of course he must have noted the "OW forever" encased in a ink love heart on all of her text books. He was a man of observation after all.
"Still think this is a suicide mission. I've already lost Ron, I can't loose you-"
" For Fucks sake!" Hermione shouted weakly. "I'm doing this because It's my fault Ron's dead! I should have gone and forgiven Albus years ago.... If I had, Voldermort would have been defeated and Ron would be alive. Don't use Ron as a reason for me to stay." Hermione went to leave. "I miss him already Harry." She cried.
"H." He beckoned her forward. She sat on the bed. "You don't know that. You don't know what would have happen had Albus been here. You don't know that by finding him it will help us at all. You could just be giving us another burden. He was a weakness-"
"Everyone has a weakness Harry."
"And yours is Severus isn't it? You think that by leaving him here, you'll loose your weakness? Hermione. Promise me one thing; that once you get Albus, or if you give up looking for him. Don't. Don't go picking a fight with that overgrown bully."
"I can't promise you that!" Hermione made to leave. For real this time. "If he gets in my way, I plan to squash him like the bug he is!" She left without another word. Going to meet Oliver at the gate.
"Yea, Hermione. But he's one big mother fucking bug." Harry warned not knowing when he would see his friend again.
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Severus remained curled inside the duvet, once he had dressed for his day in school, passed seven, passed eight. It was nine o'clock before he realised that Andromeda had joined him in the bed. How much he missed Hermione already, the smell of her lingered in the bed. On her pillow which Severus now clung to. How he felt like she was getting him back for those months he had his memories removed. If she felt half as bad as he felt right now he would never forgive himself for it. It was pain, pure pain. Four years they had been married, and he hadn't gone twenty four hours without seeing her bright, confident face smiling back at him. She was the reason he got up in the morning.
How she had tamed him. His temper was almost non-existent. They had never fought until last night. And he had never once raised his voice one decimal to Andromeda. Andromeda, he thought lovingly as she slept beside him. She would torture him without realising until Hermione came back. So much of Hermione could be seen in his daughter, even in the way she slept. She stirred slightly. Mumbling something. Hermione did that; mumbled in her sleep. Mostly about her love of her husband and her daughter. Other times it strayed into Hermione's fear of the people she loved dieing. A quick kiss on her lips stopped that.
What would Oliver do to stop her mumbling? Would they share a room? Would she remain faithful? He reprimanded himself. Her fidelity was not to be questioned. It was him who had almost married another, It was Severus who had in effect cheated on his wife. Would she get her own back for that? Would Hermione seek revenge because as his reputation revealed he couldn't `keep it in his pants, just this once`.
It was past nine. He should have third year ravenclaw and Slytherin's now but he just didn't care. All he wanted to do was stay in bed until Hermione returned with Albus. Andromeda's eyes shot open when a knock was heard at the door.
"You going to get it daddy?" She after a few moments of persistent knocking. He didn't reply so Andromeda removed herself from the bed and opened the heavy mahogany door. "Gamma!" Andromeda greeted Elizabeth Lupin. It was her turn to look after her granddaughter and had left it till after nine before she had gotten worried and decided to check on Severus and Hermione. Elizabeth had no idea her daughter had any plans to leave Severus to go on some raving mad quest and made a mental note to have a word with Remus that night. As for the matter at hand; Severus looked dreadful.
"Severus dear." Elizabeth perched herself on the bed beside the duvet ball. She could hear strangled tears beneath the covers. "Oh my dear. What ever is the matter?"
"Hermione has gone." He pulled himself out of the tangle of sheets. "Hermione has gone to find Albus. I'm being stupid and selfish!" He cried into his mother-in-law's arms. Andromeda pulled herself back onto the bed and hugged her father's back. He patted her head softly. "I miss her already. I'm incomplete with out her." He dried his tears. "She may be twenty years my junior but in every respect she is my equal if not more. She is my goddess."
"Until her return. You will have to make do with her deity!" Elizabeth cooed pointing to Andromeda, who smiled sweetly at her father. "Hermione can be seen in this little star here." Elizabeth brushed the little girls hair. "A little star who needs a bath and could do with going to see her Uncle Harry." Elizabeth led the girl into the bathroom. While the taps were running she returned to Severus. "Want me to take her?"
"No. I'll do it. Thank you Elizabeth, We'll be fine. I'll bath her and take her to Harry. I'll bring her to you at dinner if that's ok?"
"That's fine with me. Remus has the afternoon off. We'll take her to the cabin." Remus and Elizabeth Lupin had taken over Hagrid's cabin when he left to accompany Albus four years ago. As far as anyone knows; Hagrid is the only person ever to have found Albus Dumbledore. Severus smiled at the thought that he should be easy to spot when Hermione began looking.
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"Andromeda!" Harry smiled broadly as the four year old came waddling into the hospital wing with flowers and chocolates. He hadn't seen the girl in six months and how she'd grown. She handed the flowers and chocolates to her father as she mounted the foot of the bed. She was on all fours crawling to Harry. "Hello kitty!" He kissed her cheek hoping she couldn't tell that he'd been crying. Crying for Ron.
"Uncle Ronnie sent his love Harry." She nudged his cheek with her forehead as if she was a cat. "He said not to worry about him." It appeared that Ron had given her a message to pass on to Harry. Who at this point looked helplessly to Severus. He had sat down on the chair beside Harry's bed.
"Uncle Ron decided he had time to see Andromeda before he left." Severus explained. "No one knows why he went to see her-"
"-I do. He didn't want to burden you or Hermione with having to tell his angel that he wouldn't be there for her anymore." Harry nodded confidently.
"Oh, but Uncle Harry, Ronnie said he would there for me. He'll always watch over me. I'm cursing the Cannon's if he doesn't." She laid down beside her injured Uncle. Severus sat forward.
"She like telling people about the curse. It's her favourite part." Severus explained with a faint smile.
"How's his family?" Harry questioned. He didn't get chance to ask Hermione.
"Devastated. They are keeping their spirits up for this little witch's sake. Ron has told her not to let anyone cry over him. So they can't cry in front of her. Ginny was telling Hermione last night at the meeting that Andy kept telling her off if she begins to cry. She told Ginny first."
"Doesn't help that Hermione's gone on this quest of hers." Harry added as Andromeda traced his lightening bolt scar absentmindedly. "Did you try and stop her?"
"Of course. Selfish of me really." Severus found himself playing with his hands. How could the son of his sworn enemy become his confidante.
"Of course not." Harry answered. "I would do the same. But we have to remember, she's doing this all for her little angel. Kitty, are you ok?" Harry's attention had turned to Andromeda who was starring at his chest. She could see that it was bound.
"Did you hurt yourself?" Andromeda asked. "Did the thunder hurt you?"
"The thunder?" Harry questioned. Severus stood up at this point and held his daughter who began trembling.
"It was the thunder that took Ron away!" Severus explained with a raised eyebrow, indicating that he wanted Harry to continue with the role play.
"Yea, it was the thunder that hurt me." Harry didn't like lying to her.
"Andy, you going to go talk with Madam Pompfrey for a moment." Severus lifted her from the bed and watched her scoot over to the medi-witch. He had seen Harry's expression; he was angry with him.
"Thunder?! Thought you and Hermione were always honest with her? Don't let her get any fairytale ideas about Voldermort." Harry warned.
"Hermione thought it best." Severus explained his head to the floor. Of course Harry was right. Andromeda had been taught never to fear Voldermort's name. To now let her think it was thunder doing the damage was a dangerous thing to do and Severus would rectify it soon enough.
"Obviously she isn't thinking that clearly as late." Harry hissed.
"Obviously." Severus agreed mournfully.
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A/N: Lets see how hungry you all are without a preview this time lololololololol
idianoutlawlady: I'm very sure it's possible, but I don't want any other pregnant people... Just yet. mwhahahahahaha
poetrychik: *hands over a hankie* I'm writing cpt 11 sometime soon. She's possibly on her way back in about cpt 12 or 13.
Anarane Anwamane: Your wait is over
QueenBonnie: Shucks. *blushes* I don't think Hermione will intentionally brake his heart. We'll see. Might actually end up the other way around. Have you written a Labyrinth story were Jareth goes aboveground and becomes a rock singer. If so, I went to review a few days ago, but my pc crashed. Then I completly forgot to go back. I loved what I read, and I will go back to it. If not, ignore everything I've just said.
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Harry stood at a window in one of the many towers of Beauxbatons looking out onto the grounds of the castle and beyond. The bleeding sun was setting in the sky; a night of fighting would begin in a few hours once the sun had set fully. The pain in his scar hadn't relented in so long that he was beginning to wonder if it had always been there. His thoughts drifted to Hermione and the others that had remained at Hogwarts. The war was strictly between wizards, how offended Ginny and Hermione were by that statement. An unwritten, unspoken law Severus had reasoned to them.
Hermione had agreed that she wouldn't join them in France, but she would be damned if she was kept at home when the war reached Hogwarts. Harry had a bad feeling about tonight. A gritty niggling that he couldn't place. Why did he have the sudden urge to run away, get Ron and Draco and go home, let Beauxbatons be taken over. The thought that the peaceful French countryside would become a battleground within a matter of hours chilled him to the bone.
"There you are Harry!" A kind familiar voice disturbed his thoughts. An arm came around his waist as a head of long flaming red hair came into view over his right shoulder. "You missed dinner. I had a sandwich for you. But I -"
"Ate it?!" Harry questioned sceptically. Ron nodded moving into view in front of the growing man.
"What were you thinking about that was so important?" Ron questioned blocking Harry's view of the grounds. Harry couldn't tell him the truth. The truth was to be kept between him and his scar. Everyone looked to Harry, if he had doubts; they were all dead.
"Hermione." All lies are eighty percent truth Harry reasoned with his conscience. "I don't think she's coping being cooped up at home. I fear that their marriage will not cope with the strain." He recounted an owl he had received from Hermione weeks before. It didn't say as much. But Harry read between the lines. The warrior inside Hermione was like a flower withering in the dark.
"Don't!" Ron warned. Harry looked at him questioningly. "Don't tempt Fate!" Ron answered Harry's look. "Severus respects Hermione. If he thought she really wanted to come; he wouldn't stop her." Ron thought. "It's not Severus that's stopping her; It's Andromeda. Hermione's just frustrated. She's trying to do what's best for Andromeda, and it's not working." Ron wasn't winning Harry over. He still thought it was Severus that was keeping her there. "If we were in their position. Would you let me go?" After a moments thought Harry sighed.
" Yes." He nodded kissing Ron firmly on the lips. "I would if it made you happy."
"Harry I need to ask you something." Ron hugged his friend and lover. "If anything happens to me, don't mourn my death. Embraces it. You get lost in my death, you'll loose all sight." That feeling was back. Harry looked at him dumbstruck. "Of course if you die. The whole world goes into mourning; I'll have to be a sheep in that instant." Ron tried to lighten the situation. "How lucky will I be, being the widow of the boy-who-lived."
"Don't tempt Fate!" Harry laughed leaning in for a kiss.
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Harry's memories moved instantly from his last conversation with Ron, to seeing Ron being hit with an unforgivable. If he wasn't mistaken, the death eater was a woman. Harry bolted upright the second the death eater turned to strike him with a separate curse. He was greeted by a apprehensive Hermione who sat gingerly on a seat in the hospital wing of Hogwarts. He was home.
"You fear my marriage will not cope with the strain?!" Hermione eyed the boy. Placing a pair of glasses over the boys eyes a little too roughly. It appeared that he had been talking in his sleep. The dreamless sleep potion had worn off in the night and he began dreaming about his last few hours with Ron. "How you doing kid?" Harry nodded his hand going to his bruised lung.
"How are you?" He asked through a wince. He saw her tear speckled face. "The strain is showing!" He added bitterly.
"I'm going away for a bit." Hermione didn't really want to elaborate. But from the look on his face she would have to. "I'm going to get Albus back. It may take me a while, but I'll find him. I have to find him before it's too late. I should never have let him leave."
"Are you crazy?! You can't go out there alone. It's a war zone out there. You can't trust anyone-"
"I'm not going alone Harry." Hermione answered knowing where this would lead. She was blushing at the thought of Harry's response.
"Severus is going with you?" Harry brightened. Hermione shook her head. "Oliver." Harry guessed without a need of a clue. Harry flushed with anger. "You are running away from your husband with the boy you had a crush on for three years. You only stopped because he left the school." Harry angered. "I'm warning you, me and Severus don't see eye to eye. But you break his heart I'll break you neck I swear to God H." Hermione had changed the man. Severus was no longer the bat that lurked in the dungeons, he was a man Harry could have a conversation with. As a professor, all the students now loved his lessons. While he kept his meticulous discipline, his bitter and twisted view of the students had vanished. He no longer saw them as dunderheads, but as growing adults with the thirst for knowledge. How much he would change if Hermione left him. Andromeda may see to it that he was still a good man and father, but as for the professor inside. Mr Hyde would return without the antidote of Hermione. Harry only prayed that she wouldn't be gone for long.
"I'm not running away; why does everyone see it like that?! I'm doing what I should have done four years ago. I'm doing something that I should be doing with Severus, I love him Harry. It's breaking my heart to leave him. Without him I wouldn't have the strength to do this." Hermione held Harry's hand, he moved it out of reach. "I feel nothing for Oliver Wood." She looked him in the eye. She was telling the truth. Harry believed her. However he was unsure as to whether Severus knew this. In fact he Harry wasn't sure if Severus knew of Hermione's crush on Oliver. Of course he must have noted the "OW forever" encased in a ink love heart on all of her text books. He was a man of observation after all.
"Still think this is a suicide mission. I've already lost Ron, I can't loose you-"
" For Fucks sake!" Hermione shouted weakly. "I'm doing this because It's my fault Ron's dead! I should have gone and forgiven Albus years ago.... If I had, Voldermort would have been defeated and Ron would be alive. Don't use Ron as a reason for me to stay." Hermione went to leave. "I miss him already Harry." She cried.
"H." He beckoned her forward. She sat on the bed. "You don't know that. You don't know what would have happen had Albus been here. You don't know that by finding him it will help us at all. You could just be giving us another burden. He was a weakness-"
"Everyone has a weakness Harry."
"And yours is Severus isn't it? You think that by leaving him here, you'll loose your weakness? Hermione. Promise me one thing; that once you get Albus, or if you give up looking for him. Don't. Don't go picking a fight with that overgrown bully."
"I can't promise you that!" Hermione made to leave. For real this time. "If he gets in my way, I plan to squash him like the bug he is!" She left without another word. Going to meet Oliver at the gate.
"Yea, Hermione. But he's one big mother fucking bug." Harry warned not knowing when he would see his friend again.
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Severus remained curled inside the duvet, once he had dressed for his day in school, passed seven, passed eight. It was nine o'clock before he realised that Andromeda had joined him in the bed. How much he missed Hermione already, the smell of her lingered in the bed. On her pillow which Severus now clung to. How he felt like she was getting him back for those months he had his memories removed. If she felt half as bad as he felt right now he would never forgive himself for it. It was pain, pure pain. Four years they had been married, and he hadn't gone twenty four hours without seeing her bright, confident face smiling back at him. She was the reason he got up in the morning.
How she had tamed him. His temper was almost non-existent. They had never fought until last night. And he had never once raised his voice one decimal to Andromeda. Andromeda, he thought lovingly as she slept beside him. She would torture him without realising until Hermione came back. So much of Hermione could be seen in his daughter, even in the way she slept. She stirred slightly. Mumbling something. Hermione did that; mumbled in her sleep. Mostly about her love of her husband and her daughter. Other times it strayed into Hermione's fear of the people she loved dieing. A quick kiss on her lips stopped that.
What would Oliver do to stop her mumbling? Would they share a room? Would she remain faithful? He reprimanded himself. Her fidelity was not to be questioned. It was him who had almost married another, It was Severus who had in effect cheated on his wife. Would she get her own back for that? Would Hermione seek revenge because as his reputation revealed he couldn't `keep it in his pants, just this once`.
It was past nine. He should have third year ravenclaw and Slytherin's now but he just didn't care. All he wanted to do was stay in bed until Hermione returned with Albus. Andromeda's eyes shot open when a knock was heard at the door.
"You going to get it daddy?" She after a few moments of persistent knocking. He didn't reply so Andromeda removed herself from the bed and opened the heavy mahogany door. "Gamma!" Andromeda greeted Elizabeth Lupin. It was her turn to look after her granddaughter and had left it till after nine before she had gotten worried and decided to check on Severus and Hermione. Elizabeth had no idea her daughter had any plans to leave Severus to go on some raving mad quest and made a mental note to have a word with Remus that night. As for the matter at hand; Severus looked dreadful.
"Severus dear." Elizabeth perched herself on the bed beside the duvet ball. She could hear strangled tears beneath the covers. "Oh my dear. What ever is the matter?"
"Hermione has gone." He pulled himself out of the tangle of sheets. "Hermione has gone to find Albus. I'm being stupid and selfish!" He cried into his mother-in-law's arms. Andromeda pulled herself back onto the bed and hugged her father's back. He patted her head softly. "I miss her already. I'm incomplete with out her." He dried his tears. "She may be twenty years my junior but in every respect she is my equal if not more. She is my goddess."
"Until her return. You will have to make do with her deity!" Elizabeth cooed pointing to Andromeda, who smiled sweetly at her father. "Hermione can be seen in this little star here." Elizabeth brushed the little girls hair. "A little star who needs a bath and could do with going to see her Uncle Harry." Elizabeth led the girl into the bathroom. While the taps were running she returned to Severus. "Want me to take her?"
"No. I'll do it. Thank you Elizabeth, We'll be fine. I'll bath her and take her to Harry. I'll bring her to you at dinner if that's ok?"
"That's fine with me. Remus has the afternoon off. We'll take her to the cabin." Remus and Elizabeth Lupin had taken over Hagrid's cabin when he left to accompany Albus four years ago. As far as anyone knows; Hagrid is the only person ever to have found Albus Dumbledore. Severus smiled at the thought that he should be easy to spot when Hermione began looking.
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"Andromeda!" Harry smiled broadly as the four year old came waddling into the hospital wing with flowers and chocolates. He hadn't seen the girl in six months and how she'd grown. She handed the flowers and chocolates to her father as she mounted the foot of the bed. She was on all fours crawling to Harry. "Hello kitty!" He kissed her cheek hoping she couldn't tell that he'd been crying. Crying for Ron.
"Uncle Ronnie sent his love Harry." She nudged his cheek with her forehead as if she was a cat. "He said not to worry about him." It appeared that Ron had given her a message to pass on to Harry. Who at this point looked helplessly to Severus. He had sat down on the chair beside Harry's bed.
"Uncle Ron decided he had time to see Andromeda before he left." Severus explained. "No one knows why he went to see her-"
"-I do. He didn't want to burden you or Hermione with having to tell his angel that he wouldn't be there for her anymore." Harry nodded confidently.
"Oh, but Uncle Harry, Ronnie said he would there for me. He'll always watch over me. I'm cursing the Cannon's if he doesn't." She laid down beside her injured Uncle. Severus sat forward.
"She like telling people about the curse. It's her favourite part." Severus explained with a faint smile.
"How's his family?" Harry questioned. He didn't get chance to ask Hermione.
"Devastated. They are keeping their spirits up for this little witch's sake. Ron has told her not to let anyone cry over him. So they can't cry in front of her. Ginny was telling Hermione last night at the meeting that Andy kept telling her off if she begins to cry. She told Ginny first."
"Doesn't help that Hermione's gone on this quest of hers." Harry added as Andromeda traced his lightening bolt scar absentmindedly. "Did you try and stop her?"
"Of course. Selfish of me really." Severus found himself playing with his hands. How could the son of his sworn enemy become his confidante.
"Of course not." Harry answered. "I would do the same. But we have to remember, she's doing this all for her little angel. Kitty, are you ok?" Harry's attention had turned to Andromeda who was starring at his chest. She could see that it was bound.
"Did you hurt yourself?" Andromeda asked. "Did the thunder hurt you?"
"The thunder?" Harry questioned. Severus stood up at this point and held his daughter who began trembling.
"It was the thunder that took Ron away!" Severus explained with a raised eyebrow, indicating that he wanted Harry to continue with the role play.
"Yea, it was the thunder that hurt me." Harry didn't like lying to her.
"Andy, you going to go talk with Madam Pompfrey for a moment." Severus lifted her from the bed and watched her scoot over to the medi-witch. He had seen Harry's expression; he was angry with him.
"Thunder?! Thought you and Hermione were always honest with her? Don't let her get any fairytale ideas about Voldermort." Harry warned.
"Hermione thought it best." Severus explained his head to the floor. Of course Harry was right. Andromeda had been taught never to fear Voldermort's name. To now let her think it was thunder doing the damage was a dangerous thing to do and Severus would rectify it soon enough.
"Obviously she isn't thinking that clearly as late." Harry hissed.
"Obviously." Severus agreed mournfully.
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A/N: Lets see how hungry you all are without a preview this time lololololololol
idianoutlawlady: I'm very sure it's possible, but I don't want any other pregnant people... Just yet. mwhahahahahaha
poetrychik: *hands over a hankie* I'm writing cpt 11 sometime soon. She's possibly on her way back in about cpt 12 or 13.
Anarane Anwamane: Your wait is over
QueenBonnie: Shucks. *blushes* I don't think Hermione will intentionally brake his heart. We'll see. Might actually end up the other way around. Have you written a Labyrinth story were Jareth goes aboveground and becomes a rock singer. If so, I went to review a few days ago, but my pc crashed. Then I completly forgot to go back. I loved what I read, and I will go back to it. If not, ignore everything I've just said.
bunnyrabbit22: All will be revealed in good time. Let me know if you miss the preview this time?
JasperPress77: I know what that feels like. I should be revising for an English exam, which I need to pass in order to get into uni. At this rate i will not pass. If you ever need to de-stress... email me.
Melwasul: Hello, here's were I was up to when I got your review. Hope you get this far. Thank you for reviewing.
strega-in-progress: I think it's because I'm a few chapters ahead. So it's not as rushed. Also writing without the aid of a pensive is different and a lot less complicated, I'm tired when I write, so It is probably best to read while you're tired too.
SiruisBlacksgirl4eva: Draco and Ginny: Will be answered shortly. As for Wood, you'll know as much as Severus mwhahahahahahahaha.
NeopianClayniac: Nope, I have no Idea what WAFF os sorry *blushes* I'm sorry your time will end with Ron soon, *sobs for you* The names will appear soon.