AN- Yes, this hasn't come quickly, what with the holidays and all. Sorry
about that. Life's been hectic of late. I decided to cross-post this story
on LnLS. This chapter contains the first hint of the plot! A few responses
to my wonderfulovely reviews-
Duj: No, he notices her clothing is different, because he is specifically looking for something different about her. Sev and Harry are just too thick.
Lover5: I don't quite know what you mean...
Amanda: Erm, what does LMFAO stand for? *Is clueless*
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Severus sat there, watching his future self hit on his student. How awful. Of course, it must be much worse for her, he reflected, a smirk flitting across his face. He had to pick up the pace to keep up, because in her embarrassment she had begun walking far more quickly.
"Miss Granger?" he called, when he was sure they were out of earshot of his other self. She stopped, and asked (facing the complete wrong direction) "Yes?"
"Perhaps you should get under the cloak. After the first 3 misfortunate meetings, we really ought not depend on luck."
She nodded, and Severus swept the cloak off momentarily. "Well, take the cloak off so I can get under!" Hermione demanded. Severus, biting his lip to avoid laughing at Hermione, who was speaking to the wall, cleared his throat. Hermione jumped, then, turning, got under the cloak.
Unfortunately for Hermione, it was rather close proximity under the cloak. Apparently Snape hadn't noticed, but she certainly did. He smelled unique. It was a nice smell, strong and masculine.
Eventually they arrived at Dumbledore's office and went up. Climbing up the stairs was one of Hermione's most nerve wracking experiences. What if Dumbledore couldn't help them? What if he didn't believe them? What if he killed them? What if...
Finally they got to the top, and Severus took off the cloak and stuffed it in Harry's bag. He knocked on the door, and then proceeded to barge in without being answered. They found Dumbledore sitting in his chair, intent on taking the wrapper off a candy. "Ah-hem!" Severus tried to get Dumbledore's attention.
Dumbledore looked up with a look of bewilderment on his face. "Hermione? Severus? But... I..." Severus was very content. He had to admit, this was one of 3 times he'd seen Dumbledore speechless. Then he found the condition rendered upon himself as Hermione stepped in from a side room. "Here you are Albus." She called, handing him a stack of papers. Then, as she saw them, a look of surprise and bewilderment crossed her face, only to be replaced with a look of contentment. "Oh, are they here? Time does fly; I hadn't thought them to be here yet, but..."
Dumbledore beamed at them. "As you can see, Hermione, Severus, you've fallen through to the future. How wonderful! We've been waiting for you..."
Snape interrupted curtly, "How is that possible? How is any of this possible?" He would have continued, but was cut off by an insuppressible giggle from the future Hermione. "Miss. Granger!" Snape roared, "If you are unable of containing yourself, I suggest you leave the room. I fail to see what is so amusing, and I don't care to hear you titter anymore."
The future Hermione, far from being intimidated, said, "Oh, Severus, I'm just laughing at you. You're so cute when you're angry. Oh, and I'm laughing at my past self, so embarrassed and humiliated by all of this, planning out every possible way to avoid this happening, and promising herself she'll never, ever , say this, if she ever does end up in the future."
Hermione gasped. *How could she know that?*
"Because I went through it, dear." Came the response from her future self.
"But I didn't say that aloud!"
"But I remember thinking it. I wonder what would happen if I said something different from what I remember, because I remember saying all of this, even this. And it's confusing for me too. But it will be interesting once you've gone. Ever since we regained out memories, Sev and I have had an odd sense of waiting for you two to arrive so we could move on, into the future. It's quite strange, let me tell you."
Severus Snape couldn't remember ever seeing Hermione Granger at a loss for words, but it seemed she'd met her match in herself. Which was really rather ironic. But there really wasn't time to dwell on that right now, because Dumbledore was talking again. "So, let us proceed down to the Room of Requirement, and we can send you two back."
'His' Hermione gave a weak nod, then, strengthening her resolve, stood up straight and led the way out. The group proceeded cautiously, with Hermione and Severus under the invisibility cloak again. When they arrived, and paced before the door 3 times, the party entered. The room was furnished very plainly, with only a set of shelves containing a time turner. After slipping off the cloak, Severus bent down to put it in Harry's bag. But as he knelt, he saw a small slip of parchment and a glowing orb that was only about 3 inches in diameter. Pocketing the items for later examination, Severus stood and listened to Dumbledore's instructions.
"Now, you must turn this exactly 5 times. It's a year turner, and if you miscalculate or just slip, you will end up in the wrong time. Now, come over here."
Severus and Hermione walked over, and Dumbledore slipped the time turner over their heads. Severus reached around Hermione, and turned the small hourglass 5 times, then waited.
Hermione was, again, uncomfortably aware of the distance between her and her potions professor. She fought her natural inclination to lean back into him, though it took a great deal of self restraint on her part. She was standing with her back to his front, and she could feel his heartbeat. His strong arm reached around her, and Hermione was suddenly acutely aware of every place their bodies were touching, his arms around her, his chest pressed against her back, his face touching the back of her head. She willed him to go more slowly, while hurrying up. Then, he turned the device, and time was no longer an issue.
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AN2- It's short, but the holidays were really busy. Sorry about that. I'll try to update again over the weekend, but no promises.
Duj: No, he notices her clothing is different, because he is specifically looking for something different about her. Sev and Harry are just too thick.
Lover5: I don't quite know what you mean...
Amanda: Erm, what does LMFAO stand for? *Is clueless*
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Severus sat there, watching his future self hit on his student. How awful. Of course, it must be much worse for her, he reflected, a smirk flitting across his face. He had to pick up the pace to keep up, because in her embarrassment she had begun walking far more quickly.
"Miss Granger?" he called, when he was sure they were out of earshot of his other self. She stopped, and asked (facing the complete wrong direction) "Yes?"
"Perhaps you should get under the cloak. After the first 3 misfortunate meetings, we really ought not depend on luck."
She nodded, and Severus swept the cloak off momentarily. "Well, take the cloak off so I can get under!" Hermione demanded. Severus, biting his lip to avoid laughing at Hermione, who was speaking to the wall, cleared his throat. Hermione jumped, then, turning, got under the cloak.
Unfortunately for Hermione, it was rather close proximity under the cloak. Apparently Snape hadn't noticed, but she certainly did. He smelled unique. It was a nice smell, strong and masculine.
Eventually they arrived at Dumbledore's office and went up. Climbing up the stairs was one of Hermione's most nerve wracking experiences. What if Dumbledore couldn't help them? What if he didn't believe them? What if he killed them? What if...
Finally they got to the top, and Severus took off the cloak and stuffed it in Harry's bag. He knocked on the door, and then proceeded to barge in without being answered. They found Dumbledore sitting in his chair, intent on taking the wrapper off a candy. "Ah-hem!" Severus tried to get Dumbledore's attention.
Dumbledore looked up with a look of bewilderment on his face. "Hermione? Severus? But... I..." Severus was very content. He had to admit, this was one of 3 times he'd seen Dumbledore speechless. Then he found the condition rendered upon himself as Hermione stepped in from a side room. "Here you are Albus." She called, handing him a stack of papers. Then, as she saw them, a look of surprise and bewilderment crossed her face, only to be replaced with a look of contentment. "Oh, are they here? Time does fly; I hadn't thought them to be here yet, but..."
Dumbledore beamed at them. "As you can see, Hermione, Severus, you've fallen through to the future. How wonderful! We've been waiting for you..."
Snape interrupted curtly, "How is that possible? How is any of this possible?" He would have continued, but was cut off by an insuppressible giggle from the future Hermione. "Miss. Granger!" Snape roared, "If you are unable of containing yourself, I suggest you leave the room. I fail to see what is so amusing, and I don't care to hear you titter anymore."
The future Hermione, far from being intimidated, said, "Oh, Severus, I'm just laughing at you. You're so cute when you're angry. Oh, and I'm laughing at my past self, so embarrassed and humiliated by all of this, planning out every possible way to avoid this happening, and promising herself she'll never, ever , say this, if she ever does end up in the future."
Hermione gasped. *How could she know that?*
"Because I went through it, dear." Came the response from her future self.
"But I didn't say that aloud!"
"But I remember thinking it. I wonder what would happen if I said something different from what I remember, because I remember saying all of this, even this. And it's confusing for me too. But it will be interesting once you've gone. Ever since we regained out memories, Sev and I have had an odd sense of waiting for you two to arrive so we could move on, into the future. It's quite strange, let me tell you."
Severus Snape couldn't remember ever seeing Hermione Granger at a loss for words, but it seemed she'd met her match in herself. Which was really rather ironic. But there really wasn't time to dwell on that right now, because Dumbledore was talking again. "So, let us proceed down to the Room of Requirement, and we can send you two back."
'His' Hermione gave a weak nod, then, strengthening her resolve, stood up straight and led the way out. The group proceeded cautiously, with Hermione and Severus under the invisibility cloak again. When they arrived, and paced before the door 3 times, the party entered. The room was furnished very plainly, with only a set of shelves containing a time turner. After slipping off the cloak, Severus bent down to put it in Harry's bag. But as he knelt, he saw a small slip of parchment and a glowing orb that was only about 3 inches in diameter. Pocketing the items for later examination, Severus stood and listened to Dumbledore's instructions.
"Now, you must turn this exactly 5 times. It's a year turner, and if you miscalculate or just slip, you will end up in the wrong time. Now, come over here."
Severus and Hermione walked over, and Dumbledore slipped the time turner over their heads. Severus reached around Hermione, and turned the small hourglass 5 times, then waited.
Hermione was, again, uncomfortably aware of the distance between her and her potions professor. She fought her natural inclination to lean back into him, though it took a great deal of self restraint on her part. She was standing with her back to his front, and she could feel his heartbeat. His strong arm reached around her, and Hermione was suddenly acutely aware of every place their bodies were touching, his arms around her, his chest pressed against her back, his face touching the back of her head. She willed him to go more slowly, while hurrying up. Then, he turned the device, and time was no longer an issue.
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AN2- It's short, but the holidays were really busy. Sorry about that. I'll try to update again over the weekend, but no promises.