Motherly Amnesia Chapter Five Redone

July 19th

Nikita a.ka. livethroughtheatre

Most of the characters and places belong to J.K. Rowling, this is a non-cannon fiction. An SS/HG, don't let the ship die!

Long ghoulish fingers slowly traced down her chest as Hermione looked at the grotesque misshapen face of her one friend's ultimate foe. Voldemort was touching her and she couldn't move away, her child would die if she struggled under Imperio. Oh no, her baby.

Sunlight poured into the room breaking her away from the scene and suddenly she was in a green meadow underneath a weeping willow tree, her rippled clothes were gone and had been replaced with a white satin gown enveloping the slight swell of her child. Awaiting her love, the man of her dreams.

A tablet of paper in hand, Hermione started to list the possibilities for what had happened for these seven years. However, her hand refused to agree with her mind for all that she had written on the tablet was, "Hermione Snape & Severus Snape". Over in the corner of the room, clearly overpowering the chair he had wearily flopped into was Severus passed out from utter exhaustion. Thinking for a moment, she realized he had been here all along. He had never really left her side while she was awake until the last learning experience and before that he had tried his best to comfort her. The only conclusion that could possibly come from those acts was clear, Severus Snape loved her.

A newfound strength filled her body and with grim determination she tried to slide over to the side of the bed, finally getting there she placed her feet upon the tile floor and stood (A/N; in reality not likely this soon, however this is the Wizarding World and she is a powerful witch) and slowly walked towards the chair. Each step gave her more strength to make the next step, her body was at it's fullest with her newfound strength and it all began to correspond with her. Determination eventually got her across the room, where she sat down in a chair right next to Severus.

When he slept, he looked enchanting, dark eyelashes descended down shinning against his creamy white cheeks. His lips quite sensuous themselves, and how adorable he was when some of his hair fell into his eyes.

Reaching out her hand, Hermione slowly slid those hairs from his eyes and behind an ear, oh it was so soft and not greasy in the least. The image of a bat had been clearly forgotten as she looked down in wonder at the man before her. Not being able to help herself, she slowly lent down and pressed her lips against his just to feel his warmth. The familiar spark and soft texture that greeted her was surprising, then he began responding. In a sleep-hazed mind Severus pulled her to him and brought her into a deep endearing kiss, a sweet loving dream. Yet after a few minutes they both pulled back, both with looks of confusion. She was amazed, a kiss like that shouldn't be legal! Warmth flooded her entire being as she realized that this was no ordinary occurrence. If this man was her husband, surely she could find more memories in his touch.

His wife had just kissed him with shattering innocence and then full-hearted exploration. A wife, he recalled, who didn't remember their friendship, their courtship, or their marriage except for the fact that he was her husband, so why had she kissed him?

He jumped as the door was slammed open by a group of mediwizards.

"We've found it," one declared.

The head mediwizard shushed the group as he went to Severus and slowly explained. "We have learned that the plasma blocking her memory is caused from a potion of this," he held up a list, "composition. An antidote of the same ingredients, however with the virigin's blood changed to unicorn hair would clear it away. Yet this potion will take awhile to brew, we are working on it all now.."

Eyes wide open, Severus nodded, knowing full well that even with his Potion's Master experience, emotions did not deal well when brewing a potion, thus the brewer had to be without strong emotions in medicinal processes with a few exceptions.

As the other mediwizards left the room, the head mediwizard went over to Severus and said, "Professor Snape, this potion will not help her recall the whole even for shock is prominent. After the potion she must recall the memories herself. Although it will be different then normal cases for the memories and easily triggered." Then he finally left, leaving a shocked Severus in the middle of the room.

Seeing the pain come across Severus's face hurt her a great deal, another mystery as to why, but she once more went to him and placed her hand in his. Ready to start the journey.

A figure peered from a nearby floo, "Still alive…" Peter whispered as he ran to tell his master the sad news. Someone was going to pay.