AN- Thank you all so much for the reviews! I appreciate them a ton. Here
are a few responses to some of you:
USTMistress: That is the crucial question, isn't it? How to avoid detection by anyone. As for Jakken, he's rather astute, and he has his suspicions, but he is only 3, after all. Next chapter you'll find out about Dumbledore.
TJ: Oh, I guess I wasn't clear enough. Well, Hermione smashed into Severus, and the turner broke and the sand mixed with the strengthening potion, and when it got all over them, it propelled them into the future. As for Dumbledore, you'll see.
BargHorse: I read it, just as you suggested, and there were a lot of similarities, but I'm taking this a completely different direction than where she seems to be going. But it really was a good fic, thanks for pointing it out to me.
Mara-Jade- Potter: Thanks for the review and the advice. I've been planning to try and incorporate more dialogue, but I like to show the way they feel about each other in the beginning. I dislike it when they fall for each other so quickly, because they were in love with the other in the back of their mind. But looking back it does seem a bit overmuch, all that thinking. I'll check out your story at the soonest opportunity.
SK: Yes, someone else mentioned that too, so I went and looked at the fic. It was by Serpentina, called "From this day on" As for both points of view, there'll be much less of that with more dialogue, but in transitional periods where the two of them are having to endure such torture I like to give them a bit of time to vent.
Without further ado:
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Snape and Hermione walked briskly and awkwardly towards the headmaster's office, not deigning to speak to each other. As they rounded a corner they ran straight into Harry.
"Hi 'Mione, Severus," said Harry, "and little Jakken too! I heard you've been learning to fly!"
Jakken, always eager to show off, piped up, "Uncle Harry, I can fly really great. Come see. I'ma be a seeker jus like Unca Drake!"
Harry feigned hurt. "Like Uncle Draco? Not like Uncle Harry? Little man, that hurts."
Jakken giggled uncontrollably, and reverted to nice nephew mode. "Wanna see me? If you take me to the Qi'ditch Pitch I'll show you!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Alright. Ask your parents."
Jakken turned to Hermione and Severus, and with a puppy dog face begged them, "Cn'I go with Unca Harry?"
"Of course. Have fun boys, but be safe, ok." Hermione cautioned. That was all she needed to say, Harry had gone, with Jakken on his shoulders, yelling out, "Gee'up!" all the way down the hall.
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Draco and Harry were sitting side by side. Draco grinned, and pointed to a page. "Here's something," he exclaimed, "how about this passage?"
Harry turned to look at it, and didn't notice Draco reach over his back and drop a small object into Hermione's bag. "Malfoy, how is this helpful?" Harry demanded, exasperated. "This passage is about the origins of wands having cores being from;" Harry paused in amazement, and then continued in an incredulous voice, "scalps taken from dead goblins and attached to the warrior's sticks they used as clubs!"
Draco gave a half shrug. "I thought maybe if we found the first origins of time travel, it would give us a good starting point."
Harry glared. "Then you should have just said that!"
Draco merely smirked, then swept from the table with the aristocratic air that came so naturally to him.
Harry fumed all the way up to the dormitory. Dropping Hermione's bag next to his bed, he flopped onto said bed and tried to start reading one of the enormous books he'd gotten from the library on time travel. About halfway through the first page, Harry gave up, and tossed the book toward his nightstand. Unfortunately for Harry, while he was an excellent Seeker, he made an awful Chaser. The book hit the lamp and knocked in onto the floor, where it smashed. Thoroughly frustrated, Harry whipped out his wand and said, "Reparo."
After fixing the lamp, Harry lay back down, and began to try and study again, with little more success. "Damn Malfoy," Harry said aloud, "I wonder what the stupid git is playing at now. He's been acting almost nice, which is definitely not a usual characteristic of the ferret. Plus, there's always the risk of getting a stiffy whenever I see him." With a groan, Harry turned off his light and went to sleep.
Draco was sitting on his bed. He had slipped a magical listening device into the bag, and it had apparently been a good idea. So Potter was falling for his 'nice guy' act. But far more interesting was the fact that Potter was gay. And he found Draco attractive! That could definitely be used to his advantage. Luckily Draco was bi, so a bit of a snog with Potter didn't sound too bad to him. Yes, his plan was shaping up very nicely indeed, thought Draco with a smirk.
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After watching Harry and Jakken run off, Hermione turned to Severus. "Do you have a brother named Draco?"
"No, I do not," he replied curtly. "It is obvious he is referring to Mr. Malfoy. Really Miss Granger, I would have thought a student of such incredible intellectual prowess as you would have figured that one out.
Hermione flushed, and replied, "Well, I'm sorry for not understanding what in Merlin's name could have gone on to-" she cut herself off abruptly, grabbed Severus, and fumbled with the invisibility cloak. "It's you!" Hermione hissed. "Quick!" Snape was under the cloak, but before Hermione could get under the other Snape rounded the bend, and spotted her.
"Hermione!" he said, obviously delighted to see her. "How are you sweetie?"
"I'm good." Hermione said, gawping at him. He did look different. It seemed he'd washed his hair and brushed his teeth. Compared to this clean version, her professor did look rather creepy, Hermione supposed.
"That's good darling," he said, kissing her forehead. "I know how tired you must be, up with the baby at God knows what hour in the night. You know I would get up with you, right?" he gave her a concerned look.
"I know, yes, I just, there's no point in both of us being tired." Hermione stuttered.
"And I lack the necessary equipment to feed her, right?" he said with a sardonic grin. It was quite disconcerting, but not nearly as much as the idea that apparently she had multiple children with him, and she breastfed them. But she was jolted out of her reverie by Snape, who had asked something.
"Sorry, I missed that," said Hermione apologetically.
"I was just wondering where Jakken was. I just ran into Draco, and he didn't know where the boy was."
"Oh, Harry's taken him flying" Hermione replied seemingly nonchalant, all the while struggling to remain calm and not burst into hysterics.
"Well, want to go back to our chambers?" he asked. Hermione nearly screamed. "No, I that is, I'm too tired to..."
He laughed, taking her off guard. He had a good laugh, and he smiled at her. "Sweetie, I didn't mean go to do that! But we could..." he leered at her, playfully.
"Oh. Maybe later. Not now, I can't bye!" Hermione turned on her heel and fled the scene.
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AN2- Well, it's shorter than I'd planned, but it's also up earlier, sp I guess it balances out. Please review, and I'll write more soon!
USTMistress: That is the crucial question, isn't it? How to avoid detection by anyone. As for Jakken, he's rather astute, and he has his suspicions, but he is only 3, after all. Next chapter you'll find out about Dumbledore.
TJ: Oh, I guess I wasn't clear enough. Well, Hermione smashed into Severus, and the turner broke and the sand mixed with the strengthening potion, and when it got all over them, it propelled them into the future. As for Dumbledore, you'll see.
BargHorse: I read it, just as you suggested, and there were a lot of similarities, but I'm taking this a completely different direction than where she seems to be going. But it really was a good fic, thanks for pointing it out to me.
Mara-Jade- Potter: Thanks for the review and the advice. I've been planning to try and incorporate more dialogue, but I like to show the way they feel about each other in the beginning. I dislike it when they fall for each other so quickly, because they were in love with the other in the back of their mind. But looking back it does seem a bit overmuch, all that thinking. I'll check out your story at the soonest opportunity.
SK: Yes, someone else mentioned that too, so I went and looked at the fic. It was by Serpentina, called "From this day on" As for both points of view, there'll be much less of that with more dialogue, but in transitional periods where the two of them are having to endure such torture I like to give them a bit of time to vent.
Without further ado:
SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG
Snape and Hermione walked briskly and awkwardly towards the headmaster's office, not deigning to speak to each other. As they rounded a corner they ran straight into Harry.
"Hi 'Mione, Severus," said Harry, "and little Jakken too! I heard you've been learning to fly!"
Jakken, always eager to show off, piped up, "Uncle Harry, I can fly really great. Come see. I'ma be a seeker jus like Unca Drake!"
Harry feigned hurt. "Like Uncle Draco? Not like Uncle Harry? Little man, that hurts."
Jakken giggled uncontrollably, and reverted to nice nephew mode. "Wanna see me? If you take me to the Qi'ditch Pitch I'll show you!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Alright. Ask your parents."
Jakken turned to Hermione and Severus, and with a puppy dog face begged them, "Cn'I go with Unca Harry?"
"Of course. Have fun boys, but be safe, ok." Hermione cautioned. That was all she needed to say, Harry had gone, with Jakken on his shoulders, yelling out, "Gee'up!" all the way down the hall.
SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG~SS/HG
Draco and Harry were sitting side by side. Draco grinned, and pointed to a page. "Here's something," he exclaimed, "how about this passage?"
Harry turned to look at it, and didn't notice Draco reach over his back and drop a small object into Hermione's bag. "Malfoy, how is this helpful?" Harry demanded, exasperated. "This passage is about the origins of wands having cores being from;" Harry paused in amazement, and then continued in an incredulous voice, "scalps taken from dead goblins and attached to the warrior's sticks they used as clubs!"
Draco gave a half shrug. "I thought maybe if we found the first origins of time travel, it would give us a good starting point."
Harry glared. "Then you should have just said that!"
Draco merely smirked, then swept from the table with the aristocratic air that came so naturally to him.
Harry fumed all the way up to the dormitory. Dropping Hermione's bag next to his bed, he flopped onto said bed and tried to start reading one of the enormous books he'd gotten from the library on time travel. About halfway through the first page, Harry gave up, and tossed the book toward his nightstand. Unfortunately for Harry, while he was an excellent Seeker, he made an awful Chaser. The book hit the lamp and knocked in onto the floor, where it smashed. Thoroughly frustrated, Harry whipped out his wand and said, "Reparo."
After fixing the lamp, Harry lay back down, and began to try and study again, with little more success. "Damn Malfoy," Harry said aloud, "I wonder what the stupid git is playing at now. He's been acting almost nice, which is definitely not a usual characteristic of the ferret. Plus, there's always the risk of getting a stiffy whenever I see him." With a groan, Harry turned off his light and went to sleep.
Draco was sitting on his bed. He had slipped a magical listening device into the bag, and it had apparently been a good idea. So Potter was falling for his 'nice guy' act. But far more interesting was the fact that Potter was gay. And he found Draco attractive! That could definitely be used to his advantage. Luckily Draco was bi, so a bit of a snog with Potter didn't sound too bad to him. Yes, his plan was shaping up very nicely indeed, thought Draco with a smirk.
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After watching Harry and Jakken run off, Hermione turned to Severus. "Do you have a brother named Draco?"
"No, I do not," he replied curtly. "It is obvious he is referring to Mr. Malfoy. Really Miss Granger, I would have thought a student of such incredible intellectual prowess as you would have figured that one out.
Hermione flushed, and replied, "Well, I'm sorry for not understanding what in Merlin's name could have gone on to-" she cut herself off abruptly, grabbed Severus, and fumbled with the invisibility cloak. "It's you!" Hermione hissed. "Quick!" Snape was under the cloak, but before Hermione could get under the other Snape rounded the bend, and spotted her.
"Hermione!" he said, obviously delighted to see her. "How are you sweetie?"
"I'm good." Hermione said, gawping at him. He did look different. It seemed he'd washed his hair and brushed his teeth. Compared to this clean version, her professor did look rather creepy, Hermione supposed.
"That's good darling," he said, kissing her forehead. "I know how tired you must be, up with the baby at God knows what hour in the night. You know I would get up with you, right?" he gave her a concerned look.
"I know, yes, I just, there's no point in both of us being tired." Hermione stuttered.
"And I lack the necessary equipment to feed her, right?" he said with a sardonic grin. It was quite disconcerting, but not nearly as much as the idea that apparently she had multiple children with him, and she breastfed them. But she was jolted out of her reverie by Snape, who had asked something.
"Sorry, I missed that," said Hermione apologetically.
"I was just wondering where Jakken was. I just ran into Draco, and he didn't know where the boy was."
"Oh, Harry's taken him flying" Hermione replied seemingly nonchalant, all the while struggling to remain calm and not burst into hysterics.
"Well, want to go back to our chambers?" he asked. Hermione nearly screamed. "No, I that is, I'm too tired to..."
He laughed, taking her off guard. He had a good laugh, and he smiled at her. "Sweetie, I didn't mean go to do that! But we could..." he leered at her, playfully.
"Oh. Maybe later. Not now, I can't bye!" Hermione turned on her heel and fled the scene.
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AN2- Well, it's shorter than I'd planned, but it's also up earlier, sp I guess it balances out. Please review, and I'll write more soon!