Author's note:
Another short chapter. Blame it on mister Christmas-Tree-Stuck-Up-Arse
Boudon (my *charming* chemistry teacher). I have lots of detention these
evenings. I'm so sorry I don't update more.
When Hermione was a little girl and when she didn't know something, she usually asked her parents questions. When she came to Hogwarts, the Library answered to all her questions.
Only this time, only one person knew the answers. And this specific person had been pacing around in his dungeons for the past hours.
When Severus saw that Hermione was crying, he panicked. He had never comforted anyone, especially not young girls with strange mutations. He had only patted her shoulder clumsily. She hadn't stop crying but had leant into the caress.
She rested her forehead just over his bellybutton. She slowly sneaked one of her arms around his waist. Then even, slowly, she bought her other hand on the small of his back. She sighed and pressed her cheek to his pelvis.
Severus was petrified. No one had hugged him like this before. He blushed lightly and tensely bought one of his arms under her wings, and pressed the body to his. His hand found its way to her hair.
Normally, Severus felt claustrophobic when someone hugged him. This time it was different. I t was somehow natural. Or maybe he just needed some human warmth. Whatever is was Severus didn't care about it, as long he could hold the girl against him.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, Severus detangled quickly his hand from her hair. He stepped back, but Hermione was still holding him. Finally she released him.
She looked at him, and Severus knew it was time to talk. He sat awkwardly on the couch.
The questions that were roaming in Hermione's head had suddenly disappeared
~I have to say something . . . Anything . . . ~
"-Well. Malfoy is going to become a fit when he knows I'm a pureblood after all."
"- Well technically, you aren't a pureblood."
"- But you gave me your blood!"
"- We may have the same blood, yes, but your DNA is the same as your parents."
Severus was waiting for her disgusted expression. Who would be pleased to share something common with Snivellus, the greasy git?
She looked only a bit surprised and a spark light in her eyes.
" - What do you mean I have the same DNA as my parents?
Severus smiled inwardly.
"- You see, you were made with this concept. . . "
When Hermione was a little girl and when she didn't know something, she usually asked her parents questions. When she came to Hogwarts, the Library answered to all her questions.
Only this time, only one person knew the answers. And this specific person had been pacing around in his dungeons for the past hours.
When Severus saw that Hermione was crying, he panicked. He had never comforted anyone, especially not young girls with strange mutations. He had only patted her shoulder clumsily. She hadn't stop crying but had leant into the caress.
She rested her forehead just over his bellybutton. She slowly sneaked one of her arms around his waist. Then even, slowly, she bought her other hand on the small of his back. She sighed and pressed her cheek to his pelvis.
Severus was petrified. No one had hugged him like this before. He blushed lightly and tensely bought one of his arms under her wings, and pressed the body to his. His hand found its way to her hair.
Normally, Severus felt claustrophobic when someone hugged him. This time it was different. I t was somehow natural. Or maybe he just needed some human warmth. Whatever is was Severus didn't care about it, as long he could hold the girl against him.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, Severus detangled quickly his hand from her hair. He stepped back, but Hermione was still holding him. Finally she released him.
She looked at him, and Severus knew it was time to talk. He sat awkwardly on the couch.
The questions that were roaming in Hermione's head had suddenly disappeared
~I have to say something . . . Anything . . . ~
"-Well. Malfoy is going to become a fit when he knows I'm a pureblood after all."
"- Well technically, you aren't a pureblood."
"- But you gave me your blood!"
"- We may have the same blood, yes, but your DNA is the same as your parents."
Severus was waiting for her disgusted expression. Who would be pleased to share something common with Snivellus, the greasy git?
She looked only a bit surprised and a spark light in her eyes.
" - What do you mean I have the same DNA as my parents?
Severus smiled inwardly.
"- You see, you were made with this concept. . . "