The Fog Clears
I just couldn't fathom the news.
Hermione continued, "This is an engagement party, not a reception."
How I longed then to lift her into my arms and never let go. But there was Weasley to deal with.
We stood appraising each other.
"Perhaps you should go Severus. I'll-"
Weasley interrupted her. "No. You should… catch up." His voice was decidedly husky.
Perhaps he loved her enough to let her go?
Hermione hugged and thanked him before turning to me.
I didn't know what to say. Was I supposed to bid her goodbye?
No. Not yet.
This was time for hello.
……
A long hello that lasts forever I would hope, ey? He he.