A/N: Hi everyone. Thank you all for the awesome reviews. I loved them all. I know several of you are looking forward to the confrontation of their engagement, but I didn't go into detail over it. I felt that after there last one, Harry would be smart enough to keep his trap shut for the most part until it was explained to him. lol.
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Chapter 39
Once the commotion their engagement started was settled, the boys left. Minerva told her that she could stay here tonight, but had to be at breakfast first thing in the morning. She didn't want any suspicion roused with her absence.
She also said that as long as she made it to all of her classes and at least two meals a day, she didn't care how much time she spent at her home with Severus. Assuming of course her grades didn't slip and all homework assignments were completed.
If anyone suspected why she was gone, the trips might have to come to an end. Hermione didn't really foresee any of that being a problem. Especially since she had her time turner again. Minerva had handed it back to her before she left with Harry and Ron.
She would still need it for her classes and that meant she could spend more time with Severus and not be missed. Though she did know she needed to sleep somewhere in all of that.
Severus really didn't like her still using the turner, considering what happened the last time she used it, but after she assured him it would be fine, he kept his silence over it. Assuming nothing else went wrong, all it would do was close the gap in their age.
After everyone left, Sirius and Fred were still stuck at her home until they could be brought back to life in the world, but were happy in their own rooms. Severus kissed Hermione in the now empty kitchen then took her to bed.
Hermione woke and realized she had overslept. Cursing, she quickly showered and changed into her robes for school that Minerva had brought her. After a quick kiss to Severus, she pulled out her turner and went back in time to be able to be at school on time.
When she arrived back the few hours she had overslept, still standing in the same spot, she saw herself and Severus sleeping peacefully and took a moment to observe them. She had never seen herself sleeping with him. It was sweet actually.
He held her close against him, even in sleep not wanting to part from her. His face buried against her shoulder, as his chest was pressed into her back. Hermione smiled at the adorable picture they made together.
When Severus stirred slightly, Hermione quickly and quietly made her way out of the room. Not wanting the crack of disapparation to wake them.
She bumped into Sirius downstairs and after a quick harmless flirt from him about how sexy she looked in her robes, she smirked while rolling her eyes, and was gone with a crack. She arrived outside the grounds so no one would see her arrive and ran as fast as she could to get to breakfast.
She went about her day, noticing Minerva smiling at her occasionally. Then, after going back in time to get to all of her classes and eating dinner with her friends, she quickly apparated back to her home with Severus.
This went on for a few weeks, and was quickly wearing her out. She was exhausted from all the hours that went into her day, along with all the extra hours she added to spend time with her lover.
Severus noticed the exhaustion in her eyes, but she argued that she was fine. He wasn't the only one that noticed either. Sirius noticed since he saw her most mornings before she left. Remus and Minerva noticed as well but kept their peace about it. Harry and Ron noticed too but when they commented on it, she snapped at them that she was fine. Making them quickly back off out of fear of her wrath. She was one hell of a witch to to face when she was seriously pissed off.
It was during her first week back that Fred was taken to the Ministry to prove he was alive. A cover story had been produced where he had lost his memory due to the explosion. Coming to somewhere on the grounds, and after wandering aimlessly for a few days, he came across a cabin full of muggles who helped him. He'd had been living on his own in the Muggle world with no knowledge of who he really was.
The story was that he recently had taken a fall and after bumping his head rather badly, it had jarred his memory. Now that he knew who he was, he had gone straight to Minerva and here he was.
Molly had been so happy to find him alive, she hadn't cared where he had been. The twins had reopened the joke shop and he was now happily back to his normal life. He had to fend off reporters constantly, but it was worth it to out and free to do things in the world again.
It was decided to split everyone up and let some time pass before bringing it to light that each man was indeed alive. Since Fred was annoying both men so much they all determined that he would be first, otherwise one of the remaining men would end up killing him. So with an unbreakable vow not to spill the real secret of where he'd been and that the other men were alive to anyone without prior knowledge of it, they let him go.
By the end of her third week back in school, her body was thoroughly exhausted. Severus had enough of it too. He strode purposefully toward her when she tried to say she was fine, glaring the whole way, and swept her into his arms, before carrying her to bed.
It was still early in the evening, but he knew that at this point, her day was running into the twenty-hour mark or more. If he let her have her way, it wouldn't end anytime soon either. She was only getting four or five hours of sleep before she ran another twenty plus hour day too.
He dropped her unceremoniously in the center of their bed in the master bedroom. Telling her that if she even thought of doing anything other than sleeping, he would hex the hell out of her. She tried to argue, saying she had homework to do along with wanting to spend time with him.
He raised an eyebrow at her, as his lips pursed in further anger, but he finally nodded. Saying he would get her a cup of tea to help her focus on working. Sirius saw him slipping a sleeping draught into the tea and smirked. Saying the witch was going to be spitting mad when she figured out what the dark man had done.
Severus hadn't cared if she was mad. He knew he could deal with her temper later, after she finally got some rest. All he cared about was how much she was draining herself by doing all the things she wanted to do. Not getting enough rest to compensate for it all either.
She drank down the tea and fell asleep within minutes. Severus sighed and covered her up before settling down to read a book. He later climbed in bed with her and fell asleep with her softly snoring in his arms, thinking about how stubborn she was sometimes. Smirking slightly when he realized her odd and stubborn ways was part of what had drawn him to her in the first place.
She woke the next morning, confused at first, but quickly figured out what he had done. Anger had filled her instantly at him slipping her a potion, but before she jerked him awake by yelling, she realized why he had done it.
Her anger instantly faded. She knew he only did it because he had been worried about her. She couldn't really be angry with him for simply wanting her rested.
She slipped out of bed, after kissing his lips softly so she didn't disturb him. Noting the time once again, and used her time turner to give her time to do her homework before class. She again took note of him sleeping beside her slumbering form, his arms wrapped around her, before she slipped downstairs.
She settled herself in the kitchen and quickly caught up on her studies. Sirius came down later and found her bent over her books, but since she looked much better, he held his tongue. Wondering what she might have done to Severus and hiding a grin about it. She gave him a small smile before apparating back to school.
N.E.W.T.S were almost upon them and that meant extra study time for her. She spent her time studying with her friends, trying to help them to get good grades as well on their exams. A few nights, she was too tired to do anything more than collapse in her bed in her dorm, only a few hours before dawn. Not even having the energy required to apparate to Severus.
She noticed how tired she seemed to be as the days slipped by her. Some spent at night with Severus, some in her own dorms. Though, the nights in her dorm had her waking in a cold sweat at the nightmares she had. Nightmare filled with watching him die all over again during the battle. Nightmares where she found out she really had gone crazy and found herself in St. Mungo's and he hadn't survived the war. Or simply where she woke, while still in her nightmare, to find out that none of it had been real. That she had only dreamed that he was still alive and now she was alone again, never having time traveled at all.
When she really woke from them, it took everything she had in her not to apparate staight to him to prove that he did indeed live. Instead, she took comfort in the rings she wore, rings she kept disillusioned during her school hours so they didn't raise questions as to where they'd come from. She wouldn't have either ring if it had all been a dream. She wouldn't have her amethyst engagement ring if he hadn't survived the war.
She knew she needed to get more rest, but didn't simply have the time. Which she found amusing, considering that she had a device that allowed her to manipulate time, but she didn't want to over use it.
With the end of her last class for the day, Harry cornered her and said that if she didn't go get some decent rest, he would make sure McGonagall put a stop to her apparating anywhere.
She was livid that he would threaten her, but when Harry conjured a mirror for her to look at herself, she sighed. She did look like hell. She had circles starting to form under her eyes and she looked like she lost weight.
"Alright. I'll go home and get some sleep." Hermione said.
Harry frowned at her. "Why not just go back to your dorm? If you go home…you probably won't sleep. If you actually slept while you were there, you wouldn't look so damn tired all the time."
Hermione shook her head. "I sleep better with Severus beside me. I already found that out. The nights I've slept here in the dorm, I had nightmares that I was only dreaming and he died after all."
Harry sighed. "Mione…if you sleep better with him…then go to him. Just get some sleep. You're going to kill yourself if you don't slow down. Then, where will that leave him?"
"You're right. I will get some rest." She told him, giving him a brief hug. "Thanks for caring enough to threaten me."
Harry grinned. "No problem. What are brothers for, right? I'll try to cover for you if anyone asks where you are. Other than Remus or McGonagall, of course."
Hermione went to the girl's loo and apparated from there since it was empty. When she arrived in the library, she found Sirius looking up from a book he was reading, a frown marring his face.
"Kitten, what are you doing here so early?" He asked, checking the time and seeing it was only a little after three in the afternoon. He knew that she was using her time turner still, so she could be either be early or late.
Hermione set her bag down on the desk. "Harry threatened to rat me out to Minerva if I didn't get some sleep."
"You do look like hell, Kitten. How many hours have you been running today so far?" Sirius asked, setting his book down.
She shrugged, opening her bag and pretending to look for something so he wouldn't see the lie in her eyes. "Not that many."
"By not many, I take it that means over twelve to fifteen hours at least." Severus said from the doorway. Having heard her apparation and coming to see why she was here so early himself.
Hermione sighed. "Fine. I've been up for the last fourteen hours."
Severus nodded. "I figured as much."
Severus quickly moved towards her and picked her up in his arms. When she went to protest, he glared at her. "You are exhausted. You are going to bed and that is final. If I have to tie you to that bed to make sure you do nothing more than sleep, then I will."
Sirius grinned. "Who knows, she might like it, mate."
Severus growled at the Marauder. "I don't need your input right now."
Sirius chuckled softly. "I'm just saying. She might be into the whole bondage thing."
Hermione rolled her eyes, still held still in Severus' arms, her own arms crossed over her chest. "For Merlin's sake, I am not into bondage. Even if I were, I would not tell you, Sirius Black. As for you Severus, I had already decided I was going to bed and getting some rest. You may be older than me these days, but I'm not a child." Glaring at her lover and fiancee.
Severus smirked. "Is that your way of telling me to put you down?"
Hermione felt her lips twitching into a smile, but fought it regardless, even as the glare left her gaze. "You are more than welcome to carry me off to bed, but don't threaten me. You wouldn't have dared to threaten me in your seventh year, so don't do it now either."
Severus' smirk deepened. "I didn't dare because you were more powerful than I was in my seventh year. I don't think you're more powerful than me now."
Sirius wisely kept his thoughts and comments to himself. Though he was enjoying watching the two arguing.
Hermione raised an eyebrow at him. "Do you really want to see if you're right or not?"
"I do, but not while you're tired. You're drained enough without taxing your magic too. If you want to duel me, you can do so when you've had more than a few hours of sleep." Severus told her while still holding her in his arms easily.
Hermione sighed. "Fine. So are you taking me to bed, or putting me down so I can walk upstairs and get some sleep?"
Severus carried her upstairs to the master bedroom that they shared. He laid her down and after a quick kiss, he left her to sleep. She was out like a light not but a minute or two after he closed the door.
He came to check on her less than an hour later, fully expecting to find her trying to do her homework. Finding her out cold, he sighed in relief and left her alone again. He had worried that if he found her awake and studying that he might just lose his temper and strangle her like he had been promising himself to do for years when he saw her again.
Dinnertime came and when he went up to find her still sleeping, he let her be. She'd wake up if she was hungry and he would fix her something to eat then. He would rather her miss a meal than anymore sleep. Though with how light she was when he'd held her earlier, she didn't need to miss any meals either. Something he planned on addressing after she was fully rested. He hated how she wasn't taking proper care of herself.
She slept all night and didn't stir once.
Morning came and she slowly roused herself out of bed. Severus was already up and dressed when she woke. She checked the time and cursed. She had slept the rest of the day and night yesterday, plus she overslept today.
She got up and dressed for the day in one of her spare sets of school robes she kept there at her house. Using a charm on her hair and adding a light makeup spell too.
Going downstairs, she walked into the kitchen and saw Severus reading the Daily Prophet that was delivered every morning. Now that the war was over and Rita Skeeter was no longer writing for it, it was a decent paper to read.
"Good morning, love. Did you sleep well?" Severus asked, flicking his wand and floating over a fresh cup of coffee to the table for her, two sugars already in it.
"Yes, just slept too long. I'm running behind and didn't do any of my homework last night. Nor did I get any studying done." Hermione said before taking her first sip.
Taking a moment to look her over, he noticed the shadows were gone from under her eyes. She finally looked good and rested. He flicked his wand again and the breakfast he'd made her earlier settled in front of her. Still hot with the charms he'd placed over it to keep it from going cold.
"I'm positive that you are more than ready for your N.E.W.T.S as you are. Plus, I'm sure you can use your necklace to finish up your homework before class. You needed your sleep. I just hope you make sure you get plenty of rest from now on and not run yourself down so much again." He told her as he watched her drink her coffee.
She nodded, glancing at the steaming eggs, fresh fruit, and toast in front of her. "I'm not hungry, though. I'll catch something later."
Severus raised his brow at her. "No, love. You are going to eat now, even if I have to make you eat it. You are not eating properly at Hogwarts, for whatever reason, and you're losing weight you don't need to lose. I will get Minerva involved if you don't start taking better care of yourself. No doubt, she'll get Molly involved and we both know you don't want that."
The thought of Molly trying to force heaping plates of food on her, that Hermione hadn't the appetite to actually keep up with like her kids, had her quickly digging in. Missing the satisfied smirk on Severus' lips as he watched her do so.
Severus had seen Molly on a rampage many times when she thought any of the kids weren't taking care of themselves. Severus, himself, had her mothering him a few times when he had looked like hell over the years before the final battle. That was one woman that he hoped never to have chiding him, while all but shoving vast amounts of food down his throat, again. She was worse than Poppy, and Poppy was a very formidable woman to argue with.
It wasn't long before she was pulling out her necklace, after her plate was empty, and going back a few hours to get what she needed done before class. Arriving back at Hogwarts with a tiny pop and she went about her day.
The rest of the month passed and Hermione made sure she was getting plenty of sleep to make up for her long days. Putting the weight back on that she lost with her exhaustion. Much to everyone's relief, when she looked happy and healthy again.
She studied, despite what Severus told her about being ready as she was for her N.E.W.T.S. During that time, Sirius was brought publicly back to life. He had reporters swarming him as much, if not worse, than Fred did.
With the charges having been dropped, the only story he came up with for his absence was that he hadn't been aware that he had been cleared. Claiming to have been hiding out in Switzerland without any contact with the wizarding world.
Grimmauld Place and his assets were given back to him immediately. It wasn't a problem since Minerva had cared over everything until Harry had graduated from school. It had been in Dumbledore's care until the old man had died, then it was passed on to Minerva.
First thing Sirius did, was find a very willing woman and shag the hell out of her. Then he proceeded to find a few more once the first one was too tired to go at it anymore. They weren't hard to find with all the stories printed about the handsome Marauder's miraculous survival. Women everywhere were sending him love letters, some including photos, or their knickers to entice him to go out with them. He quickly made his way through the stacks, having so many years to make up for without having had a decent shag. If a few potions were needed to keep his stamina up, who cared really?
That left Severus alone in the house, but…he preferred it that way. Mostly because he had Hermione all to himself when she was home. He wasn't in any rush to have it known that he survived. He didn't want the same publicity it seemed to cause the others.
May turned into June, and one Saturday night, he came to her and told her it was time for their rematch. She had grinned and led him to a room that they covered in protective spells just in case. Then they started.
Severus was surprised just how much she had held back during their duel in his seventh year. At the time he hadn't the skill to fully take her on, but now he did.
They spent hours sending harmless spells back and forth. Mostly seeing if they could just outsmart the other and get something past their shields.
This time when he put her in a pair of short shorts and thin tank top, she didn't bother trying to hide or change them back. There wasn't any point since he'd seen all of her scars and knew he didn't see them as ugly or hideous. Though he did quickly change his clothes back to how they were when she had them change to bright neon colors. He still refused to look ridiculous.
They were both drenched from their Aguamenti charms slipping through at different times. But neither one had time for a drying spell since they kept firing spell after spell at each other.
Finally, knowing he was scanning her mind to see if she dropped her wall, she let a thought slip through for him to read. Not knowing if he could tell if she was lying with only a thought or not, but trying it anyway.
Severus bit back a smirk, wondering briefly if she realized her wall had dropped enough to let him see that she was getting tired and couldn't use any more wandless magic. Which meant that she was stuck with her wand only.
He blocked her spell that she sent at him with her wand. He dropped his shield to send his own spell when suddenly he felt himself freeze up; his whole body locking in place.
She quickly made a soft cushioned sofa appear behind him to fall on. Again not bothering with her wand to do so. He saw her lips curve into a smirk and he glared while cursing in his mind.
"Hmmm…guess I wasn't too tired to use anymore wandless magic after all." She said, knowing she was gloating, but unable to help herself.
You little minx, you let that thought through on purpose, knowing I was scanning your thoughts. He projected to her since he couldn't speak.
Hermione chuckled. "Yes, I did. A bit underhanded, but…alls fair in love and war, right?"
Very true. I didn't see any flickers in your eyes that would have tipped me off you to lying. He pushed back to her.
Hermione shrugged. "Don't know what to tell you, love. I did hope that you wouldn't be able to tell with just a thought if I was lying or not. Guess I can think of a lie but not say them."
Are you planning on unbinding me anytime soon? He asked her when he found himself still frozen.
Hermione grinned. "What incentive do I have for letting you go?"
Amusement danced in his eyes. Well, if you don't let me loose soon, you might not like what I do to you later once you do. Assuming the spell doesn't wear off first.
"That isn't much incentive, you know." She told him, crossing her arms over her chest.
I can't feel you up like I did after our last duel, if my body is frozen. He reminded her.
"Good point. Though I can run my hands all over you as much as I want while you're frozen." She said grinning again.
Yes, but you can do that anyway with me unfrozen too. It will be much more enjoyable if I wasn't frozen though. He pointed out.
Hermione was laughing as she sent the counter curse to him, setting him free. "Another good point."
Severus stood again. He decided not to tell her that he could have gotten out of that spell if he had wanted to. That little piece of knowledge might come in handy if she ever used a body-binding spell on him but didn't set him free afterward.
It wasn't long before he made good on his deal. He made sure he touched every inch of her, inside and out. Not only with just his hands either.
When she later voiced her opinion on how she had, once again, won the duel. He chuckled softly before speaking. "Hermione, I still say I won either way. I got you naked. That, in my opinion, means I won. How can getting you naked and under me be construed as anything but winning?"
Her arms snaked around his neck as she leaned in for a kiss. Her lips brushed his softly before pulling back just enough to speak. "That means we're just going to have to have a rematch again, my love."
His black eyes filled with heat. "I think you're right, witch." He murmured before kissing her once again and sliding his hands up to cup her breasts.
He would gladly duel her anytime if the end results were the same each time. If he could end every duel with her by taking her to bed, then he couldn't find a single reason to argue about dueling her.
Using the same logic, if every fight they had ended with them in bed, he knew he would never look forward to any fight with anyone else more. He might end up provoking her on purpose just to get the same end results too.
Finally, Hermione was about to take her N.E.W.T.S. She was frantic about studying as much as she could the final week before them, driving Severus absolutely insane that she was back to wearing herself out again.
Three days before her tests, he'd had enough. She had it down better than anyone he knew. Including most of her professor's. Not himself, of course, but the other staff that had annoyed him frequently at that school.
She was wearing herself out for nothing. When he told her as much, it did nothing but start an argument between them. He tried several times to get her to see reason, his jaw clenching more and more at her insisting that she could handle everything that she was doing.
Frustrated at her stubbornness, Severus finally just scooped her up and took her upstairs. Proclaiming that if she insisted on being exhausted, he would make sure he gave her a good reason to be exhausted.
Hermione found herself very sore the next day. Severus was smirking when she went to tell him off and found she almost had no voice either. Her passionate cries the night before, had apparently strained her vocal chords too much, to tell him exactly what he could do with his smirk.
The glare she sent him was very weak considering her lips were twitching in amusement. She really had enjoyed herself, and if he wasn't so very good at what he did with her as he was, she wouldn't be as hoarse as she was now.
She finally gave up and asked, as best as she could, for a healing potion. Which only served to make him smirk more. Amusing and annoying her even further. Though she wasn't sure it was possible to feel both at the same time.
He gave her the potion, which she was very grateful for, and then went to school, after he'd thoroughly snogged her before she left. A goofy grin was plastered on her lips the rest of the day. Annoyed at him or not, which she found she really wasn't, lots of great sex put her in a fantastic mood. Not to mention the fantastic snog he'd given her too, that had left her staring into space for a moment after her arrival at Hogwarts. She had no clue how she hadn't splinched herself, when her thoughts, as she went to apparate, were on pouncing on him and demanding he make love to her again before her classes.
When she came back home, he didn't give her a chance to crack a single book, before he immediately took her back to bed. Insisting once again, that if she were going to be exhausted, then it would be due to him wearing her out and not some silly books that she didn't need to read. Not that she minded, since all she'd been able to think during her classes about was dragging him exactly where they ended up, when she got done for the day at school.
She once again needed a potion, but she didn't care in the least. In fact, she was rather impressed at his stamina. To be able to go again and again so many times in a single night, without the need of any potions to help keep him going.
She only brought her books home the day before the test, to see if he could go a third night in a row like he did the previous two. He could and did. He'd made sure he had a fresh batch of potions ready for her too before she even got home. To say she was impressed was an understatement. Impressed and completely satisfied.
The day of the test, she was surprised she was so well rested considering her activities the prior three nights. But she was feeling very good and relaxed.
She sat through all of her exams and when they were complete, she felt confident that she would get an 'O' on all of them, or at least most of them, but definitely nothing under an 'E'.
She had no idea what she was going to do employment wise after graduation though. She had already received an offer from several different departments at the Ministry. But she hadn't decided what to do about them yet. She really wasn't interested in a Ministry job.
Severus told her that there wasn't any rush for her to decide and she found she agreed with him. She had plenty of time to decide what she wanted to do, other than be with the man she loved.
She had already learned a lot about him since her return, and was learning more everyday. She liked who he had become in her absence.
There were times when she saw brief glances of the rude man she knew from her childhood. There were times she saw that he still had the boy she fell in love with inside him too.
But mostly he was a combination of the two. He had his ways of doing things, but he wasn't so set in them that he wasn't willing to try something new. He was kind and sweet, but he wasn't a pushover either—by any means.
He would bark at her at times when he was annoyed. Sometimes she gave in and sometimes she barked right back. She would see a hint of amusement in his eyes when she barked back. It made her wonder if he barked at her just to see her reactions.
All in all, she couldn't find a single fault with how everything was turning out.
She couldn't wait until she graduated either and no longer had deal with leaving Severus every morning. Though, she did like the reminders of James and Lily that Hogwarts brought to her too. The reminders of the ancient wizard that had helped make her current life possible for her all because he had really loved them all so much. Helping to keep the man she loved alive, so she wouldn't have a life filled with loving and missing him. A life full of pain and misery from the loss of so much and so many. Sirius and Fred were apart of her and their loss had hurt not just her, but so many of their friends too.
That made her pause, while students walked around her, gazing curiously at her for just standing there in the middle of the halls with a far away look in her eyes. Maybe she shouldn't be in such a rush to graduate. When she was gone, she wouldn't walk into the Great Hall and think of all the times she had sat at the Welcoming Feasts and think of the speeches Dumbledore gave the school. Always ending in silly words that didn't make sense before the heaping piles of food arrived.
Or walking down the hallway and remember seeing Lily and James holding hands while they all talked of their classes. Going to her dorm room and remembering Lily spotting the bruises on her hips from her sleeping with Severus for the first time and grinning at her knowingly. The couple who were so much like family to her, with how much they had apart of her life during those short months she'd known them. The old wizard who was like a second father to her, with his kindness and insight.
She would always remember them all and be grateful for them and their roles in her life. But it would be different. It would make them seem farther way from her, in some ways, after she left. The realization saddened her, but she knew too that no matter where she was, she would never forget them and she'd always love them. Always be thankful for having the privilege of knowing them while they lived.
A/N: Someone commented on Hermione needing to acknowledge the roles of those that didn't survive. I think she had already done that, but I wanted to show that even in the midst of her happy bubble with Severus, she still loved and missed them. That she would never, no matter how content she was in her life, forget them, that she'd always remember them and remember the happy things about them. This chapter ended on a more somber note than I intended for it to, but I think her realizing all of this was important.
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