Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling. I'm just playing with her world
Chapter 5: A Month of Loving and Leaving
The Weasley's party had gone off without a hitch. It was about 11:30 and the people were filling inside. Quiet discussions were held all around the house. Sirius, who had lost the French accent at about 9:00, was talking with Bill and Charlie. Harry, Ron, and Ginny were off in their own little corner. Fred and George were no where to be found when Molly Weasley had looked around the room.
At about 1:00 in the morning the guests were finally leaving or going up to their beds, to sleep off the drinks that they had consumed.
"So, Arthur, Molly, thank you much for letting us come over and eat all of your wonderful food." Sirius said with a large smile and handshake with Arthur and a peck on the cheek with Molly.
"Oh, your welcome boys. You can come over anytime you want to." Molly exclaimed.
"There is always plenty of food. There has to be now that the twins can come back in the house. Where are they anyway? I haven't seen them for a few hours." Arthur noticed, looking around towards to clock that told where the family members are.
"I think they are still outside. I've heard explosions out there, so I'm guessing they are trying out new products for the store." Harry assumed as smoke filtered into the house. "They've opened it already, haven't they? I hope so, I can't wait to get in there during the school year, the teachers won't know what hit them." Harry laughed at this but was hit by Remus, who had immediately went into teacher mode. "Oh, sorry, Professor Lupin. I forgot your going to be there next year. And besides it wasn't like I was going to play jokes on you, well often anyway." They all laughed at this as Harry was soundly hit once more just for posterity.
"Well, we had better be off. Thanks again Molly, Arthur! Good-Bye." Remus shoved Harry forcefully towards the fireplace.
The Weasley's waved good-bye to their friends, as the three of them flooed home.
Severus could clearly hear the crickets chirping outside from the open window. He felt the wind blow through the window and heard wind chimes from a few houses down. He smelt the lavender flowers from outside and wanted so much to just be able to sleep, but no matter how hard he tried, sleep seemed to elude him. This moment in time, as he would reflect all through his life, was the changing point, the point where he knew what he wanted and how much he wanted it. He wanted so badly to run up to her rooms, burst through the door dramatically, take her in his arms, and kiss her. But his mind quickly entered the conversation he was having with himself. 'Come on, Severus, don't think like that. Remember how she reacted to the kiss, how she practically ran away when she saw you.' He heart replied strongly. 'Yeah, but I just love her more than I have any other girl. I won't love another as I love her.'
His internal struggle lasted through the night, as this was the beginning of his classic insomnia that would last throughout his life, well, for a while, anyway. 'Just make it through the night, and tomorrow you can leave so you won't ever make her be in pain.'
The next morning Hermione woke with a splitting headache, which made her hardly be able to see. She contributed this to the loss of Severus, as she was sure. Hermione hoped that he was gone so she wouldn't have to say good-bye to him. That pain would be worse then the migraine.
But no, as she walked downstairs, there he was sitting there on the couch. Looking glum and waiting there for her.
Severus had been up and waiting for about an hour. He was sitting there on the couch watching the stairs so he could see her one last time before he left her side for good, or at least until they met up at Hogwarts, which was the future he didn't know yet.
"Good morning, Severus." Hermione whispered stiffly. "I thought you would have left by now." To this harsh statement, he looked up at her with something she didn't very well expect to see in his eyes, hurting, pain, and most of all, heartbreak.
"Oh." He said in a very docile voice as he suddenly became very interested in the carpet. "Well, I wanted to say good-bye before I went to see Dumbledore and thank you for letting me stay in your home and intrude on your life." He ended this statement with a tone of bitterness. But he still would not look into her eyes, which bothered her to no end. He feared if he caught her eye then he would snog her for all he was worth and stay there, no matter the complications.
'Stay with me forever.' She almost voiced. She was desperate for him to stay but didn't want to force him if it wasn't what he wanted. "O...Ok. Your welcome, Severus, have a safe trip." She told him, tears glistening unshed in her eyelashes.
"I will, Hermione." It soon became way too quiet in the little house between the two people. "I guess I'll see you. Bye." To that he walked over to the front door and took his black cloak off the hooks. Severus quickly moved over to the entrance of her home. Turning the knob quietly he stepped out and walked out on to the concert of her porch. The slam of the door was just a realization he had left his love for the rest of his life.
He had walked around the back, and was about to apperate to the gates of Hogwarts, when he heard his name being screamed. Severus heard the front door slam and footfalls that sounded like... 'Oh, Gods, she running to me!' He turned around and saw Hermione sprinting towards him, her hair was blowing in the wind and the rain that had started to fall, freckled her clothes.
"Don't leave." Hermione cried. "Don't leave, you can't"
"What?" Severus asked incredulously but still happier then he had been in any time in his life. The smile he wore made his face light up and his eyes brightened at just the sight of her.
"Well... I mean at least stay with me until my parents get back from their trip in France." She said this with a pleading voice which was echoed by the pleading and poignant look on her face.
Severus just smiled more as he looked upon her face. "Well, if you're going to stand here and beg me for it, I guess I have to comply." He said this with a teasing tone but it still came across as grateful and overjoyed. Hermione had finally asked him to stay.
She sauntered over to him and put her hands on her hips, trying for angry, but getting more of amusement. "Shut up and get over here and KISS ME, you jerk!" Severus didn't need to be told twice and was only to happy to obey her every wish and command. He dashed over to her, picked her up from the ground, and kissed her with more passion then either of them had ever experienced.
The lightening trickled across the sky, lighting up the faces of the two lovers as they embraced each other. Thunder rumbled above them and made the houses slightly shake. And the rain was pouring over Severus and Hermione in sheets. They were being drenched but didn't care, because they were holding each other.
The kiss wasn't timid or shy, like their first kiss, but was forceful and commanding. Severus guided Hermione to him and kept control of her by wrapping his arms around her waist and having no intention of letting go. Hermione melted into the kiss and into him. Her mind was whirring, no thought was coherent, and everything was jumbled. But one notion clearly stood out, like a beacon of light in the dark. 'So this is how it is going to be for the rest of my life.'
The month between them was full of blissful moments, happiness, and joy. The memories ran together, but everything stood out as different, no one thing was ever the same. No fight was the same, and they did have some great ones, no touch the same, they were all electric as the skin to skin contact was made, making the both of them shudder, and every single kiss was extraordinary, each was a different feeling, and each associated with a different memory, every one could be remembered at a moments notice. But their heaven was soon to come crashing down.
Over this month it was discussed that they needed to call on Headmaster Dumbledore, for his help. Every day they would say, 'this evening we are going to owl the Professor and ask him for his help.' But it would always be forgotten intentionally or not. The days of saying 'tonight, we will owl him, tonight,' soon filtered away as they knew that they would ask for Dumbledore when they needed him, and right now all they needed was each other.
The day before Hermione's parents were to return arrived way too rapidly for both of their likings.
The dinner, which Hermione had made, knowing it was Severus's favorite, was tense. Neither knew what to say to make the pain go away, and neither wanted to say anything to break the delicate silence. After dinner they walked silently into the living room and watched a movie together, still not talking but holding each other. The movie even before it was started was quickly forgotten.
When it was over, Hermione got up to clean up the house for her mom and dad's arrival. But as she walked up the stairs her lover's voice stopped her dead in her tracks.
"So this is how it's going to be, huh?" Severus stood up anger penetrating his voice as it broke through the silence.
"Well, what do you want me to say, Severus?" Hermione said as the tears built up in her eyes. "I don't want you to leave me, but I know that we are going to Dumbledore before my parents get home. I can't very well have you meet my parents. Gods, that would be an interesting conversation, 'Hey, I want you to meet my boyfriend. He's from the past so we have to get him to Dumbledore as soon as possible. If we don't, all of time could be ruined forever." Hermione asked all of this with tears falling down her cheeks.
Seeing her cry Severus raced up the stairs taking two at a time, when he reached her, he hugged her close to his body.
"Hermione, I know I have to leave. But there's something I have to say to you before I do leave. I need you to know that 'I love you' and that I always will." He leaned in and kissed her on the lips feathery.
But she pushed him away, when he said those words. "No, NO!! You can't tell me that you love me right before you leave me. I couldn't take it. My heart is already breaking, don't make it hurt worse." She shouted not caring as the tears flowed generously down her face.
The hurt in Severus's face was replaced by understanding and pain for Hermione.
"Don't! Don't you tell me this! Speak from your heart!" He shook her shoulders. "Look at me! I love you, Hermione. It's plain and simple. I! LOVE..."
But Hermione reached in and kissed him and kissed him hard. 'That shut him up,' she thought smugly. "I love you too Severus. I always will love you. Lose your path and I won't let you go." The statement was backed up by the forcefulness in her voice.
Severus picked her up and led her up the remaining stairs and towards her bedroom.
The month for Harry had passed by so slowly he was sure that the fates were to doing it on purpose. "Hey guys," one of the fates would say, "10 pounds says that by the end of this month Harry Potter will be pulling his hair out and be bouncing off the walls." The bet was reinforced by two others speaking up at the same time. "20!"
Well, they were right!
He just wanted this month to end so he could get Hermione here as soon as possible. First off, not being near her was killing him. Secondly, the looks he was getting from Sirius and Remus were getting so annoying he swore he would strangle them both just for the sheer pleasure of it.
He was contemplating his insanity when Sirius spoke up behind him, which made Harry jump up about five feet in the air.
"Hey there Harry! What are you up to, my boy?" Sirius laughed as he saw the frazzled look Harry was expressing along with annoyance and anger.
"Nothing just sitting here, wondering how time has been moving so slowly." Harry spouted out.
"Ah, missing our dear little Hermione, are you?" Not waiting for an answer Sirius continued. "Well, that's just tough son, 'cause you have to wait another...what... 4 days until you can officially owl Hermione at exactly midnight. I swear Harry, if you take this stalker thing a bit more seriously I think Hermione might hex your balls right off."
Harry unconsciously cringed at this, knowing that Hermione would do it, too. "Of course, I miss her. I guess I'm just kinda nervous that she will meet some Muggle boy in her neighborhood and choose him over me."
"Harry, what women in her right mind would choose someone over you?" Sirius said keeping a straight face for as long as he could before chuckling at his next statement. "No, wait... I think that answer is every single girl out there." He got smacked in the face by Harry swinging a pillow at him. "But I'm sure you have a pretty good chance with the guys." Harry stood up and chased him out of the room, laughing right along with his god-father.
With Sirius and Lupin to keep his mind occupied, Harry made it through the next few days, as time seemed to fly by.
Soon the day before Hermione's parents were to come home got here and Harry was excitedly watching the clock counting down seconds until it was midnight so he could owl Hermione. But at the suggestion of Lupin, he told Hedwig, who had been cooped up for the last three days to fly around a while before delivering the letter.
Finally the hours had melted away until it was 11:00. Then the minutes disappeared and when Harry looked up at the clock it was 11:50.
All three of them were gathered around the clock counting down from 60, like it was New Years. "5...4...3...2...1!!!" They all shouted together and celebrated. But soon Lupin and Sirius were shouting for Harry to get upstairs and send his letter to Hermione.
Harry got into his room and began sorting through all of the letters that he had written to Hermione so he could find the best one. Giving up on looking, as there seemed to be thousands there, Harry got out a quill and a piece of parchment and wrote out a letter to send.
Finally at 15 minutes after midnight, Hedwig flew off into the black to deliver the most important letter Harry had ever sent.
Remus and Sirius watched Harry tear up the floor trying to get up to his room. They chortled at this and thought back to a simpler time.
"You know, Padfoot," Remus said slipping into the familiar nicknames, "Harry is exactly like his father."
"Just what I was thinking, Moony, whenever they get obsessed with a women, it's all downhill from there." They laughed slightly at this as they remembered their times back in school. The four of them couldn't be separated, well at least they couldn't until Lily came into James's life, but none of them cared. They loved each other and got along perfectly, unless you count that 3 days of the month when two of them would rip your head off if you so much as looked at them funny.
Soon, their reminiscing was cut short when they heard the window in Harry's room opening and a happy Hedwig was squawking and soaring its way towards the girl.
A/N: Hey people, thanks for reading. And I know that I kinda left off with a sex scene, sorry, but don't worry it'll be up next chapter. Please review I love to know how I'm doing, especially flames. There is the mention of Dumbledore, not what you wanted I know but it will all be explained later. BYE!