Oh my, I never in my wildest dreams thought I'd get such a response from this story!!
Thanks to:
BriDee, Bunny, CrystalClear8050, Fantasy Cat, Gorge Girl, islandgirl90731, Justandalwaysmo, Kit Cloudkicker, K to the Asai, Lestat, LanaRiddle, Piper, Piper Q, PrincessStephanie46, Purple Passion, Ress, Snape51, Spirit699, Squalldaman, Tabitha Jotbins, Tracy, and Unstable.
For Reviewing...
And
Thanks to:
Hudine, stonecoldfox, and Tablynvan.
For your wonderful criticism!
(And thanks to everyone who said that I had a wonderful story!! That made my day when I read the reviews early...I just wanted to write the whole story and post it right then for all of you!!)
Onward!
Chapter 4
As Hermione stepped into the fireplace; she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. "This is going to be one long day," she almost said out loud, but kept her thought in check, "No need getting Mr. Stick Where The Sun Doesn't Shine making matters worse."
"Just say 'The Dungeons' and you should land in my...I mean, our rooms," he smirked thinking about this.
"Something funny, dear?" She said emphasizing the last word.
"No, nothing at all, honey. Ladies first."
"No, insist, you first."
"No, no, you dear."
Hermione stepped into the fire and as clear as she could she shouted, "The Dungeons." With that, she was whisked away to her new home.
Severus, of course, took made sure he could perfectly time his entrance, and flooed to the dungeons. When he arrived, he gracefully stepped out right into her. Of course, Hermione was not the top of her class for her good looks, and immediately figured it out.
"Why'd you do that?"
"Do what, sweetheart?" He said with sarcasm. He enjoyed making her mad.
With a menacing look, she growled, "You. Know. Exactly. What."
"Enlighten me."
"You greasy, slimy bastard with no friends. You know what I'm talking about and you are just trying to make me mad. Its working, you old Death Eater-" he abruptly grabbed her wrist.
"I may have been a Death Eater, but I'm trying to right my wrongs. And it isn't helping my child of a wife is already on my back about what I did over 15 years ago. I do believe that you have stepped out of line."
"I'm sorry. You just aggravate me to the point of internal explosion! You bring out the worst in me."
"Well, the same could be said of you, Mrs. Snape, but you need to control your angry. Going nuts on someone is definitely not becoming of you and besides, it's my job."
"Very funny, Professor Snape, but I wasn't finished."
"Then by all means continue."
She immediately commenced in screaming again. "You know what?" she said looking around the rooms, noticing how very manly they were.
"Enlighten me."
"I think some decorating is in order."
The look on Severus' face went from menacing to unbelievable.
"You would not dare to change my rooms."
"Get used to sharing, sweetheart. And I think I should start now."
She immediately began to change the colors and patterns of the walls. Then she rid the room of the skeletons of baby animals. (By turning them into womanly scented candles.) She even made a few adjustments to the bathroom to make it more "homey." Severus sat watching in disbelief the whole time.
"You...I can't believe you did that. These are my rooms. You changed them. For heaven's sake I've got a red and gold den! You horrible little bi-"
"Goodnight, Severus," she said opening the door that lead to his bedroom.
"You aren't going to change my bedroom around. If there is one thing, at all, I wish you would not change my room around."
"It all depends."
She walked into his room to see it done in grays and greens. She wouldn't change all of it...No, just the bed sheets and duvet...the curtains...the nightstands, carpet, dressers...Ok, so a lot of stuff in the room.
Severus was astonished that she wouldn't even keep his room the same. He could hear her clearly saying spells to change his room around. He knew that he wasn't going to sleep in there while she was near, but now, even more so, he didn't want to go near the "More Homey Dungeons."
"Sounds like something Marsha Screwart would do," he thought as he walked towards his bedroom.
"Mrs. Snape, may I please retrieve my night clothes so I can sleep on the couch?"
"Yes, Mr. Snape."
Severus walked in to a deliciously scented room that looked more...happy then before.
A.N...I'll try and get some more up tomorrow night, but I don't think I will have the time, so you might have to wait till Sunday!
Thanks to:
BriDee, Bunny, CrystalClear8050, Fantasy Cat, Gorge Girl, islandgirl90731, Justandalwaysmo, Kit Cloudkicker, K to the Asai, Lestat, LanaRiddle, Piper, Piper Q, PrincessStephanie46, Purple Passion, Ress, Snape51, Spirit699, Squalldaman, Tabitha Jotbins, Tracy, and Unstable.
For Reviewing...
And
Thanks to:
Hudine, stonecoldfox, and Tablynvan.
For your wonderful criticism!
(And thanks to everyone who said that I had a wonderful story!! That made my day when I read the reviews early...I just wanted to write the whole story and post it right then for all of you!!)
Onward!
Chapter 4
As Hermione stepped into the fireplace; she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. "This is going to be one long day," she almost said out loud, but kept her thought in check, "No need getting Mr. Stick Where The Sun Doesn't Shine making matters worse."
"Just say 'The Dungeons' and you should land in my...I mean, our rooms," he smirked thinking about this.
"Something funny, dear?" She said emphasizing the last word.
"No, nothing at all, honey. Ladies first."
"No, insist, you first."
"No, no, you dear."
Hermione stepped into the fire and as clear as she could she shouted, "The Dungeons." With that, she was whisked away to her new home.
Severus, of course, took made sure he could perfectly time his entrance, and flooed to the dungeons. When he arrived, he gracefully stepped out right into her. Of course, Hermione was not the top of her class for her good looks, and immediately figured it out.
"Why'd you do that?"
"Do what, sweetheart?" He said with sarcasm. He enjoyed making her mad.
With a menacing look, she growled, "You. Know. Exactly. What."
"Enlighten me."
"You greasy, slimy bastard with no friends. You know what I'm talking about and you are just trying to make me mad. Its working, you old Death Eater-" he abruptly grabbed her wrist.
"I may have been a Death Eater, but I'm trying to right my wrongs. And it isn't helping my child of a wife is already on my back about what I did over 15 years ago. I do believe that you have stepped out of line."
"I'm sorry. You just aggravate me to the point of internal explosion! You bring out the worst in me."
"Well, the same could be said of you, Mrs. Snape, but you need to control your angry. Going nuts on someone is definitely not becoming of you and besides, it's my job."
"Very funny, Professor Snape, but I wasn't finished."
"Then by all means continue."
She immediately commenced in screaming again. "You know what?" she said looking around the rooms, noticing how very manly they were.
"Enlighten me."
"I think some decorating is in order."
The look on Severus' face went from menacing to unbelievable.
"You would not dare to change my rooms."
"Get used to sharing, sweetheart. And I think I should start now."
She immediately began to change the colors and patterns of the walls. Then she rid the room of the skeletons of baby animals. (By turning them into womanly scented candles.) She even made a few adjustments to the bathroom to make it more "homey." Severus sat watching in disbelief the whole time.
"You...I can't believe you did that. These are my rooms. You changed them. For heaven's sake I've got a red and gold den! You horrible little bi-"
"Goodnight, Severus," she said opening the door that lead to his bedroom.
"You aren't going to change my bedroom around. If there is one thing, at all, I wish you would not change my room around."
"It all depends."
She walked into his room to see it done in grays and greens. She wouldn't change all of it...No, just the bed sheets and duvet...the curtains...the nightstands, carpet, dressers...Ok, so a lot of stuff in the room.
Severus was astonished that she wouldn't even keep his room the same. He could hear her clearly saying spells to change his room around. He knew that he wasn't going to sleep in there while she was near, but now, even more so, he didn't want to go near the "More Homey Dungeons."
"Sounds like something Marsha Screwart would do," he thought as he walked towards his bedroom.
"Mrs. Snape, may I please retrieve my night clothes so I can sleep on the couch?"
"Yes, Mr. Snape."
Severus walked in to a deliciously scented room that looked more...happy then before.
A.N...I'll try and get some more up tomorrow night, but I don't think I will have the time, so you might have to wait till Sunday!