Breakfast at Beacon
"So.... Rebecca Lovelace?" Hermione questioned, once Ginny had picked up Hermione's memory and hour later. The were seated opposite each other in the empty twenty-four hour restaurant outside their hotel. Ginny could only guess how they'd gotten home. Floated?
"Draco Malfoy?" Snape returned.
"Snape that's not fair." Hermione smiled sipping her coffee. "I asked first."
"Serverus." He corrected. "Don't seem such a stranger to it. You seem to use it often enough-" Snape smiled wickedly. Hermione had a flash memory of Christmas night.
"I told you to wipe that from my memory." Hermione kicked him softy under the table. "Your trying to side track me."
"Am I so transparent?" He leaned forward, elbows on the table. His chin resting on his clasped hands. He went to speak, stopped and blushed. She eyed him curiously, she was seeing a new side of him "She fancies me." He said with out laughing.
"Sorry." Hermione stifled a laugh. "And? You are a hansom man! Oh don't be so modest." Hermione liked being honest with him. Secretly wondering how long it would last. Was he just playing a game with her?
"She's obsessive. If she found out that- you- anyone. They wouldn't stand a chance." He stuttered.
"That what?" Hermione prodded, leaning forward. Her own elbows on the desk. He'd leaned in for a kiss just as the food was brought. The moment was lost. "So by you being so mean to me..." Hermione thought out loud once she had thanked the waitress. "You were protecting me?" He nodded. "Couldn't you have told me?"
"Erm, yes miss Granger, I'm in love with you and I don't want the witch I think is a total psycho killing you. So I'm going to act like my normal self for a while." Snape intoned. Then realised what he'd said. Seconds later than Hermione and Ginny. (Oh, Snape you've made a big mistake getting married!) Hermione sat dumbstruck her soft cheese bagel dropped to the plate.
"Love?" She managed to say.
"So Draco?!" He returned.
"You were jealous of him?!" Hermione questioned, taking up her bagel once more. Truth was she was starving. He refused to answer "Aaaaaa.... Wasn't just for her benefit was it? You were angry at me?!"
"Herm-" She grabbed his neck and kissed him. "Mion!" He whimpered once he reclaimed his lips.
"Did I kiss like I wanted someone else?" Hermione brushed aside a stray hair. He stood up. Her blood ran cold. Was she really that bad a kisser. She inwardly sighed a great relief when he moved to sit beside her.
"I'm not sure." He grabbed her waist. He was hungry, for her! Tingling heat danced between them. Hermione felt whole. Was it that she was lost, or just alone? his kisses were slow, each one artfully created. While his second hand came up to her face, both her hands were placed upon his torso. Finally, they both parted. She'd never seen him so happy.
"Serverus? Don't ever leave me." Hermione hugged him. "I love you dearly." A single tear fell.
"My friend. My world. My darling, I will never leave you if it were cause you pain." Serverus ran his fingers through her hair.
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How on earth had Hermione not told her this?! Ginny felt betrayed at Hermione's happiness. Of course she was happy she'd got what she'd dreamed. But something must have gone wrong, Ginny could have helped her through it. With bitterness in her heart she returned to the whisps of silver that had moved out of the restaurant and where outside Hermione's apartment door.
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"Goodnight, Goodnight. A thousand times goodnight." Hermione said as she went to open her door. "Blast." She rubbed her forehead. "They've put the privacy button on. Magical!" She sighed. "Shall I stay with Dr-"
"-He won't be back." Snape snapped. Hermione eyed him softly.
"They what do you suggest I do? Wait out here till morning?" At this he pressed the button for the lift and took her to his room. "Do you think this wise? A professor and a student?" She playfully giggled. holding his hand. Snape knew the teachers he shared with were still at the game. Never in the history of American Quidditch did a game last shorted than two days.
"I will sleep on the couch." He replied opening the door to the bedroom. His bed was big enough for the Weasley family.
"You most certainly will not." She said noticing her bag on the bed. "You could get my bag out. But you couldn't get me in?!" He innocently said nothing.
"Shall I leave while you get ready?" He asked as she removed her black top.
"Don't be silly."
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Ginny wasn't sure what was about to happen and she didn't want to know. Well Hermione telling her would be different. But to witness it, was something completely different all together. However, it did seem to Ginny that their relationship would be based upon knowledge and friendship rather than one of lust.
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"Hermione?!" Snape said softly, but urgently. Trying to rouse the sleeping girl was proving difficult. Her eyes fluttered open. Fear was in his. "Quietly get dressed. We are leaving." She noticed through the dimness that Snape was dressed roughly.
"What time is it?" She asked groggily, pulling the duvet from her. They still had a month in New York. Did he mean leave the hotel.
"Half four." He said leaving the room. She'd been asleep two hours. Quietly as she could she picked out a pair of jeans and a white blouse. Once she was ready she took her bag into the living area.
"Leave it." Snape order. "We have to leave quickly." He clutched a roll of parchment in his hands. "We're going home. Muggle transport. A magical methods while be being watched!"
"It's started?" Hermione asked. He didn't reply. With anger she ripped his shirt to reveal his mark. It glowed. "It has begun." She sighed, allowing him to take her downstairs and into a taxi.
It wasn't until they were waiting at the airport that she realised who was missing. She looked down at Snape's hand. Clutched to Hermione's.
"Where is he?" Hermione asked. Snape snapped out of his daze.
"His father has taken him home." Snape sighed. "There was an attack in Madison Square Garden." He kissed her hand as they called their flight. "You saved out lives my love."
As soon as Hermione was settled next to Snape on the plane she fell asleep. He'd removed the armrest between them so Hermione could nestle into him. She felt so safe. Even though they were on the brink of the final war, she knew love conquers all. With Serverus by her side, she wasn't just one girl. She was a power witch- Without her wand! She shot up suddenly an hour before they landed. Snape awoke just as suddenly.
"What's wrong?" He asked. "Hermione?"
"My wand?! She still has my wand." Hermione explained. "I loved that wand."
"We'll get you a new one my sweet. It was beyond repair anyway." He pulled her back onto his chest.
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"Please tell me we can apperate to Hogwarts?" Hermione questioned once they had landed in London airport. Snape nodded gravely. "Good. I'm just going to phone my parents. Won't get another chance-" Muggle technology was omitted in the grounds of Hogwarts.
"I'd wait." Snape said cautiously. He was hiding something. Ginny's stomach lurched.
"Why? I can't get in touch when I get back!" Hermione found his reaction absurd. Laughing at his behaviour. She walked to the nearest payphone and dialled home. The first time in years. Even in New York she had sent them owls out of habit. Something was telling her she needed to hear her parents voice. The ringing stopped. A familiar fragile voice answered. Ginny knew what Hermione had been told that had caused her to drop the phone, she hated that she hadn't been there for her. Her own memories replayed. Causing tears to well up.
A/N Another cliffi sorry. Didn't mean to honest. Next chapter, everything is going to go wrong. And there is going to be a plot that has been inspired by my all time favourite Disney movie. metaphysical prizes will be given to those people who can guess.
SiruisBlacksgirl4eva: As you've probably guessed, you are getting more of the horrible bastard soon. But there in lies the twist. Why? or should I say who?
Crimson Regret177: Voyager (Paris- swoon), DS9(Bashir- double swoon)!!! *shakes hand* they both rock. Stargate's cool too (Daniels- little bit of a swoon) and I am looking forward to reading your fics. What about Enterprise though (torn between Read and Trip)? As for Orlando Bloom (Swoon overload)
For my story, glad you are enjoying it and keep reading.
It's 1 am when I finish this... Listening to the chill out on the radio, trying to get a dedication for Neil. But they are ignoring me! *sob* I'm in work at 9 am, but the plot bunnies will not leave me alone. Which is very bad as I should be revising for A-levels.
Goodnight readers
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"So.... Rebecca Lovelace?" Hermione questioned, once Ginny had picked up Hermione's memory and hour later. The were seated opposite each other in the empty twenty-four hour restaurant outside their hotel. Ginny could only guess how they'd gotten home. Floated?
"Draco Malfoy?" Snape returned.
"Snape that's not fair." Hermione smiled sipping her coffee. "I asked first."
"Serverus." He corrected. "Don't seem such a stranger to it. You seem to use it often enough-" Snape smiled wickedly. Hermione had a flash memory of Christmas night.
"I told you to wipe that from my memory." Hermione kicked him softy under the table. "Your trying to side track me."
"Am I so transparent?" He leaned forward, elbows on the table. His chin resting on his clasped hands. He went to speak, stopped and blushed. She eyed him curiously, she was seeing a new side of him "She fancies me." He said with out laughing.
"Sorry." Hermione stifled a laugh. "And? You are a hansom man! Oh don't be so modest." Hermione liked being honest with him. Secretly wondering how long it would last. Was he just playing a game with her?
"She's obsessive. If she found out that- you- anyone. They wouldn't stand a chance." He stuttered.
"That what?" Hermione prodded, leaning forward. Her own elbows on the desk. He'd leaned in for a kiss just as the food was brought. The moment was lost. "So by you being so mean to me..." Hermione thought out loud once she had thanked the waitress. "You were protecting me?" He nodded. "Couldn't you have told me?"
"Erm, yes miss Granger, I'm in love with you and I don't want the witch I think is a total psycho killing you. So I'm going to act like my normal self for a while." Snape intoned. Then realised what he'd said. Seconds later than Hermione and Ginny. (Oh, Snape you've made a big mistake getting married!) Hermione sat dumbstruck her soft cheese bagel dropped to the plate.
"Love?" She managed to say.
"So Draco?!" He returned.
"You were jealous of him?!" Hermione questioned, taking up her bagel once more. Truth was she was starving. He refused to answer "Aaaaaa.... Wasn't just for her benefit was it? You were angry at me?!"
"Herm-" She grabbed his neck and kissed him. "Mion!" He whimpered once he reclaimed his lips.
"Did I kiss like I wanted someone else?" Hermione brushed aside a stray hair. He stood up. Her blood ran cold. Was she really that bad a kisser. She inwardly sighed a great relief when he moved to sit beside her.
"I'm not sure." He grabbed her waist. He was hungry, for her! Tingling heat danced between them. Hermione felt whole. Was it that she was lost, or just alone? his kisses were slow, each one artfully created. While his second hand came up to her face, both her hands were placed upon his torso. Finally, they both parted. She'd never seen him so happy.
"Serverus? Don't ever leave me." Hermione hugged him. "I love you dearly." A single tear fell.
"My friend. My world. My darling, I will never leave you if it were cause you pain." Serverus ran his fingers through her hair.
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How on earth had Hermione not told her this?! Ginny felt betrayed at Hermione's happiness. Of course she was happy she'd got what she'd dreamed. But something must have gone wrong, Ginny could have helped her through it. With bitterness in her heart she returned to the whisps of silver that had moved out of the restaurant and where outside Hermione's apartment door.
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"Goodnight, Goodnight. A thousand times goodnight." Hermione said as she went to open her door. "Blast." She rubbed her forehead. "They've put the privacy button on. Magical!" She sighed. "Shall I stay with Dr-"
"-He won't be back." Snape snapped. Hermione eyed him softly.
"They what do you suggest I do? Wait out here till morning?" At this he pressed the button for the lift and took her to his room. "Do you think this wise? A professor and a student?" She playfully giggled. holding his hand. Snape knew the teachers he shared with were still at the game. Never in the history of American Quidditch did a game last shorted than two days.
"I will sleep on the couch." He replied opening the door to the bedroom. His bed was big enough for the Weasley family.
"You most certainly will not." She said noticing her bag on the bed. "You could get my bag out. But you couldn't get me in?!" He innocently said nothing.
"Shall I leave while you get ready?" He asked as she removed her black top.
"Don't be silly."
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Ginny wasn't sure what was about to happen and she didn't want to know. Well Hermione telling her would be different. But to witness it, was something completely different all together. However, it did seem to Ginny that their relationship would be based upon knowledge and friendship rather than one of lust.
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"Hermione?!" Snape said softly, but urgently. Trying to rouse the sleeping girl was proving difficult. Her eyes fluttered open. Fear was in his. "Quietly get dressed. We are leaving." She noticed through the dimness that Snape was dressed roughly.
"What time is it?" She asked groggily, pulling the duvet from her. They still had a month in New York. Did he mean leave the hotel.
"Half four." He said leaving the room. She'd been asleep two hours. Quietly as she could she picked out a pair of jeans and a white blouse. Once she was ready she took her bag into the living area.
"Leave it." Snape order. "We have to leave quickly." He clutched a roll of parchment in his hands. "We're going home. Muggle transport. A magical methods while be being watched!"
"It's started?" Hermione asked. He didn't reply. With anger she ripped his shirt to reveal his mark. It glowed. "It has begun." She sighed, allowing him to take her downstairs and into a taxi.
It wasn't until they were waiting at the airport that she realised who was missing. She looked down at Snape's hand. Clutched to Hermione's.
"Where is he?" Hermione asked. Snape snapped out of his daze.
"His father has taken him home." Snape sighed. "There was an attack in Madison Square Garden." He kissed her hand as they called their flight. "You saved out lives my love."
As soon as Hermione was settled next to Snape on the plane she fell asleep. He'd removed the armrest between them so Hermione could nestle into him. She felt so safe. Even though they were on the brink of the final war, she knew love conquers all. With Serverus by her side, she wasn't just one girl. She was a power witch- Without her wand! She shot up suddenly an hour before they landed. Snape awoke just as suddenly.
"What's wrong?" He asked. "Hermione?"
"My wand?! She still has my wand." Hermione explained. "I loved that wand."
"We'll get you a new one my sweet. It was beyond repair anyway." He pulled her back onto his chest.
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"Please tell me we can apperate to Hogwarts?" Hermione questioned once they had landed in London airport. Snape nodded gravely. "Good. I'm just going to phone my parents. Won't get another chance-" Muggle technology was omitted in the grounds of Hogwarts.
"I'd wait." Snape said cautiously. He was hiding something. Ginny's stomach lurched.
"Why? I can't get in touch when I get back!" Hermione found his reaction absurd. Laughing at his behaviour. She walked to the nearest payphone and dialled home. The first time in years. Even in New York she had sent them owls out of habit. Something was telling her she needed to hear her parents voice. The ringing stopped. A familiar fragile voice answered. Ginny knew what Hermione had been told that had caused her to drop the phone, she hated that she hadn't been there for her. Her own memories replayed. Causing tears to well up.
A/N Another cliffi sorry. Didn't mean to honest. Next chapter, everything is going to go wrong. And there is going to be a plot that has been inspired by my all time favourite Disney movie. metaphysical prizes will be given to those people who can guess.
SiruisBlacksgirl4eva: As you've probably guessed, you are getting more of the horrible bastard soon. But there in lies the twist. Why? or should I say who?
Crimson Regret177: Voyager (Paris- swoon), DS9(Bashir- double swoon)!!! *shakes hand* they both rock. Stargate's cool too (Daniels- little bit of a swoon) and I am looking forward to reading your fics. What about Enterprise though (torn between Read and Trip)? As for Orlando Bloom (Swoon overload)
For my story, glad you are enjoying it and keep reading.
It's 1 am when I finish this... Listening to the chill out on the radio, trying to get a dedication for Neil. But they are ignoring me! *sob* I'm in work at 9 am, but the plot bunnies will not leave me alone. Which is very bad as I should be revising for A-levels.
Goodnight readers
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