Prompt: Ginny learns of Snape & Hermione's relationship whilst sharing a room in 12 Grimmauld Place. She asks for all the salacious details about them & him (have you had sex? how big is he down there? favourite position if they have had sex? etc.)

Here we go...

The door of her shared room clicked shut behind her.

Hermione had just bid Severus goodnight. The past few days' events had been rather dramatic and she was ready to let sleep claim her for a while.

"What? Not spending the night with your soulmate," Ginny gushed.

Hermione shook her head. "I may end up there yet."

Ginny frowned. "Is it really that bad? Can you not spend one moment away from each other?"

"There is an aspect of co-dependency that the bond forces. A recent development is that we both get nightmares when we're away from one another. He's better at coping with that than I am. Been dealing with it longer."

20 years longer.

"I cannot believe that you and Professor Snape are soulmates! What a world we live in!" Ginny shrieked, flopping onto her bed.

Yes, what a world, indeed.

She sat up. "So what's he like?" Ginny said, lowering her voice.

Snarky, dark, sarcastic... funny, brilliant.

Hermione shrugged. "Severus is Severus."

"No, I mean, what's he like," Ginny repeated, raising her eyebrows.

"Oh. OH." Hermione let out small laugh. "I wouldn't know."

"So you two haven't...?"

Hermione blushed and shook her head. "We're not married."

Ginny crossed her arms and eyed the bushy haired girl. "You don't have to be married to have sex, Hermione."

Hermione laughed a little at that. How old fashioned, she thought.

"You misunderstand. Consummation of a soulbond is considered a marriage. Magically and lawfully," she explained "We haven't done anything for fear of being discovered, but believe me, I've tried."

Severus was ever the gentleman in that regard. A part of Hermione wondered if he harbored some sort of doubt, be it self or other, but it was dangerous so she accepted it.

The last thing they needed was a Ministry Death Eater sympathizer finding their magical marriage license in the hall of records.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Your parents are soulmates, I'm surprised you didn't know."

The red head shrugged. "They don't really talk about. It's alway been a thing that they... well, that they just been."

The older girl nodded. "That's a good way to describe it. We just are."

"Sounds intense."

Hermione sat down next to her younger friend. "It is," she sighed. "I just..I just love him so much. It's overwhelming sometimes, how much I love him."

"Aren't you bothered that all of this was decided for you?"

She nodded. "Sometimes. But there is nothing we can do to change it. And I am lucky to have him."

"When are you tying the knot?" Ginny said, pointing to Hermione's newly acquired ring.

"We need to be careful. If the Dark Lord ever found out about us, Severus' position would be jeopardized and there's a good chance that he'd kill him on the spot if he had the opportunity."

"So after the war?" Ginny offered.

Hermione gave a sad smile.

"If there even is an after."

Gods, she hoped there was an after.

In a perfect world, these one-shots would flow together as a story. Unfortunately, my brain jumps around too much and cannot handle the planning of an actual story... maybe someday.

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