Disclaimer: Not mine. You REALLY think I'd be here if they were? No, I'd be off killing little kids! BWAHAHA…
Summary: Hermione and Severus have been set up one too many times. So, they plan on getting their revenge on the Hogwarts staff, but is that how fate will see it?
Warnings: Rated for a reason people! If you shouldn't, or don't want to be reading this, press the back button. Right. NOW.
Authors note: Hello my pretties! How are we all? All good I hope. Now, I like totally stole this idea from another fanfic, you should read it. But you'll have to find it for yourself, I forgot the name and author. Doop dee doo. So, basic plot is someone else's (curse them and their brilliant plot bunnies! All mine does is hump my leg!) but I changed the story line, so don't YELL at me. Okay, you can yell at me, but not too loud, I'm meant to be something called 'studying'. Peh. Studying.
Hermione, Severus and most other characters are very OOC. Don't blame me, they fit better that way.
So sit back and read the totally-not-mine-but-kinda-is-don't-yell-at-me-story. Hope you like.
(Now can someone PLEASE help me get this plot bunny off my leg!)
Chapter 11
SHOCK: (verb) Surprise greatly; knock someone's socks off.
'I can't sing it
I feel like singing
I wanna fucking sing
Cos I'm happy
Yeh, I'm happy
Haha!
I got my baby back
Yo, check it out…
Some days I sit, staring out the window
Watching this world pass me by
Sometimes I think their's nothing to live for
I almost breakdown and cry
Sometimes I think I'm crazy
I'm crazy, oh so crazy
Why am I here, am I just wasting my time?
But then I see my baby
Suddenly I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes
Sometimes I feel like the worlds on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
Cos sometimes it feels like the world's almost over
But then she comes back to me…'
He continued singing, and Hermione was entranced. The lyrics of this self-written piece were so emotional; and the way he sung it was amazing.
Hailie started to get restless, so Hermione held her close to her shoulder, jiggling her a bit to get her to relax.
'Shhh… c'mon Hailie, watch daddy sing…' she soothed, turning Hailie so she could see the stage.
She gurgled a bit and settled down, her eyelids drooping.
Hermione turned back to the stage, where Sean was still singing:
'My baby girl, she keeps getting older
I watch her grow up with pride
People make jokes, cos they don't understand me
They just don't see my real side
I act like shit don't phase me,
Inside it drives me crazy
My insecurities could eat me alive
But then I see my baby
Suddenly I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes…'
Hermione was dumbstruck. He sung it with such… raw passion, and determination. The tears in his eyes supported this.
The music sped up and Sean started to rap (surprisingly well):
'Yeh and if I could sing I'd keep singing this song to my daughter
if I could hit the notes, I'd blow something as long as my father
to show her how I feel about her, how proud I am that I got 'er
god, I'm a daddy, I'm so glad her mum didn't abort her.'
He continued…
'And I think my neck is breaking should I give up
or try to live up to these expectations? Now look,
I love my daughter more than life in itself
But I've got a girl who's determined to make my life living hell'
He finished off the song in a simular way he started.
'woow!
I told you, I can't sing.
Oh well, I tried
Hailie, remember when I said
If you ever need anything, daddy will be right there?
Well guess what, daddy's here.
And I ain't going nowhere baby
I love you.'
He blew a kiss to Hailie.
He climbed off the stage, not perturbed by the silence that greeted the end of his performance.
'Thanks. I would have taken her on stage, but she might have been a bit scared by all the noise. Thanks!' he repeated.
'Sure, it was a pleasure. She's gorgeous. How old?' asked Hermione handing Hailie back to Sean.
'Almost two.' He grinned proudly down at his daughter.
'Two? She doesn't even look one!' gasped Hermione.
'She was born about a month premature, never been very big ever since…' he looked around for the baby bag.
'Here.' Severus reached under the chair and grabbed the bag, hoisting himself up and handing it to him.
'Thanks, professor.' Sean said, trying to manage holding onto Hailie and loop the baby bag around his arm.
'Here. Want me to carry this back to your room for you?' offered Hermione.
'Oh, that'd be great!' replied Sean gratefully. 'Uh, there's a stroller outside, and…' he indicated the door.
'I'll take that back for you, if you wish.' Severus added, to Hermione's surprise.
'Brilliant.' Sean replied.
All three walked out into the hall, and Sean directed them towards his room.
'So, what did you think of my performance? Truthfully!' he asked Hermione.
'It was great. Your own creation?' she asked.
'Yeah. I know it was a bit harsh, but I really needed to show people, you know? It doesn't really matter whether I get through, I just wanted people to hear it. You know what I mean?' he said, giving Hermione a strange look; Almost like he was looking for help, sympathy, but too proud to ask.
'Yeah. I know what you mean.' Hermione smiled at him.
'Here we are.' Sean announced, and they stopped outside a brown door.
He unlocked it with his wand and they stepped inside.
It was quite simular to Severus' rooms, but in blue and gold.
They walked into the room, and Sean said to just put the baby bag in his room. He followed her in and carefully put Hailie down in her cot, which was right next to his bed.
His room was filled with baby toys and other supplies, imitating the room she had been in just a minute before.
'Well, I'll be going then…' said Hermione, suddenly feeling out of place; uncomfortable.
She walked to the door, and saw that Severus had gone to use the bathroom.
'Miss Granger?' asked Sean.
'Please, Sean. Call me Hermione.' Smiled Hermione.
'Well… Miss Granger, I just wanted to thank you. Your support today helped.' He said softly.
'That's fine. I didn't really do much, just… y'know.' Hermione drifted off. Sean was standing awfully close. So close, she could see the tears still in his eyes.
'I just wanted to thank you…' he breathed, moving closer still.
Before Hermione knew it, he was kissing her. He brushed his lips against hers, softly at first, slowly becoming more urgent.
She was shocked at first, responded out of instinct, but after a moment she became aware of what she was doing. However, even though she wasn't acting out instinct, she was intoxicated. It was so different to kissing Severus.
Where Severus was gentle, knowing, experienced, Sean was young, vivacious and feisty. He claimed her mouth ferociously, pulling her hands to hang around his neck, his hands pulling her waist closer to his.
'Hermione, we-' Severus opened the door, Sean and Hermione jumping away from each other. But Severus had seen enough.
dun dun DUUUUUUN!
Hehe, evil, aren't I?
OMG, I JUST REALISED WHO I BASED THE CHARACTER OF SEVERUS AROUND!
Bernard, from the Aussie band POWDERFINGER!
Woot! I don't think hot, but in a kind of rugged way, sexy.
Wow, took me THAT long tom work it out.