Chapter Eight- New and LONGER
Motherly Amnesia
A/N-I apologize for the delay, muses are so hard to find these days. All recognizable characters, places, and things belong to J.K. Rowling. Merci! As well I needed to fix a few things so here is a larger chapter for everyone.
-Nikita
(In Past Flash Back)
Ron,
Remember our last conversation when you told me that you finally had the courage to tell Hermione how you felt. I believe you might be too late. I just witnessed a scene beyond my imagination, outside I watched as Hermione was manhandled and kissed by the greasy git himself. She was enjoying it and seems completely smitten. No trace of a spell or anything is on her; if you wish to let her know before she is gone forever I'd suggest getting to Hogwarts A.S.A.P.
H.
The note floated to the ground as Ron stared into the air, fury clear in his eyes. "Snape" he muttered, "Snape." Hermione was supposed to be Ron's, and it was clear that he must show her that they were meant to be. A bit of courting would do well, he thought over. Smiling as he relaxed and thought of all the women he had already practiced on. As an Auror he caught many females' attentions for they loved the danger he faced everyday. The scars, instant pleasure for some females. Yet, none of these girls were like His Mione. Grabbing his bags he shrunk them, placed in his pocket then apparated to Hogsmeade.
Hermione gasped in alarm as a hand clasped her shoulder and turned her around. She knew it wasn't Severus and instead there stood Ron Weasely with a bouquet of Sun Flowers in his hands. He thrust them at her, hands trembling, with a nervous smile as he ungracefully grasped her hand and lifted it awkwardly to his lips for a kiss. Suddenly Hermione began sneezing; clearly Ron had forgotten her allergy to Sun Flower dander. She rushed away sneezing away when Severus heard her and with an arm around her shoulders brought her into his lab to take away the allergic reaction. Neither noticed Ron fuming in anger as he stalked away.
After the Reaction finally went away, Hermione slowly walked over to Severus and placing her arms around his waist as he stared into space. He suddenly came out of his reverie and smiled slightly at the lovely warmth that fit so wonderfully against him. Severus quickly spun around and muttered, "Professor Granger, you insufferable know-it-all, tell me what is the difference between a werewolf and an animagmus?" Before she could answer he shut her mouth with his own, smirking at the final thought that he had found the one way to silence Hermione Granger.
Hermione steadily returned the kiss, putting all her love and passion into it. Once it was over she was completely flushed and had to lean on Severus to stay standing. The delight in his eyes was quite clear, the feelings he could bring out of her were amazing. Never before could he have done such things, never before had a woman even felt this way for him besides the common street trash or possessed Death Eaters after a raid. With a smile he placed a kiss upon the inside of her wrist and excused himself to his rooms. Hermione walked out of the door, a smile clearly evident across her face. What is this? She wondered as her heart slowly stopped pounding so hard and she once more felt strength in her knees. Is this love?
As Hermione staggered down the hallway, eyes affixed to the walls as she went, she accidentally collided with the figure of the one and only Albus Dumbledore. His blue eyes twinkled in merriment at her as she apologized profusely. With a smile he took her hand and calmly began to speak to her.
"Hermione, it is an honor to see you again. I wanted to thank you dearly for accepting the position of Potions Mistress allowing Severus the one thing he has been wanting to do all along: the Defense Against the Dark Arts Position, as well as his Defense Against Dark Potions Advanced classes. Now as I recall tomorrow is September 19th making it your twenty-second birthday, so before then I feel I can tell you a little secret."
Without knowing it, Hermione realized that Dumbledore had been leading her towards his office the entire time and at this very minute they both stood at the doorway. Dumbledore smirked at her gaping face as he remarked, "The only reason Severus never got to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor was that there was no individual adequate enough to replace him and then we found you." With this he turned away leaving Hermione standing in the doorway, completely shocked.
At Dinner that night, all the teachers collected themselves at the Dinner table. Hermione was seated between Minerva and Severus Suddenly a screeching was heard and little Zachary Potter ran into the Great Hall and flew right into Hermione's lap. She smiled down at him and all the other faculty members watched Severus smile down at Hermione with a look of longing they had never before seen in her eyes. Hermione laughed and started tickling Zachary as he sat there smiling up at her. The laughing of the child was soon followed by Harry Potter storming into the Great Hall, with lovely green robes and blue hair showing him off.
"Zachary Potter" he slowly stated, "Come here right now."
Instead Zachary huddled into the folds of Hermione's cloak, finding haven in her. She slowly picked him up and brought him over to Harry. Smiling at Harry she said, "New look Harry or is this your prediction for the final houses to win the cup, Slytherin and Ravenclaw? Where is your faith in our Gryffindors?" The faculty began to laugh and slowly Harry began to smile looking down at the unsure face of his little boy. "Zachary promise you won't play with magic anymore and wait until you have your own wand." Zachary nodded and hugged his father's leg, only to be scooped into Harry's arms and brought up to find a seat.
Back at the table Hermione resumed eating only to feel Severus take her hand in his underneath the table. She smiled and slowly scotted closer to him at the table. With a cough Albus remarked, "So Hermione, doing anything for your birthday tomorrow?" Hermione laughed as Severus became tense and Harry slapped himself in the forehead. To make the moment even better, the ever late Ron entered the room.
"Any food left?" He bellowed towards Harry all the way across the great hall.
Harry smirked and yelled back "Some food is left, no one eats like you." At that moment Severus muttered under his breath "Undoubtfully" causing Hermione to shake with contained laughter. Ron approached the table and took a seat by Harry all the time looking straight at Hermione. Feeling uneasy under his slight glances, Hermione looked to Severus and asked, "Would you like to go for a stroll around the grounds Severus?" With a nod they both strode out of the Great Hall and towards the outdoors. Hands clasped, together they greeted the fall weather.
"Lovely isn't it?" She dreamily remarked.
"You are lovely, the grounds are fine especially without the prowling dunderheads" He stated.
Shaking with laughter she leaned into him and watched as the sun slowly set on the western horizon.