Cooped up with Symptoms as Company
The days wore on, extremely boring for Hermione.
When Severus or Ginny were busy at school and not keeping her company, Hermione would shuffle around the house in tracksuit pants, listless with fatigue, eating ice-cream with pickles and lots of it–she was eating for two after all.
Occasionally Severus would find Hermione on the bed or couch crying over her lost single days or her hideous weight. It didn't take him long to learn the art of appeasing her. This, of course, required doling out numerous compliments–something Severus still felt strange saying.
Eventually though, life changed quite suddenly.
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This chapter didn't exist until a few minutes ago. I realized I needed some transition between the last chapter and the one I had planned to put here. I hope it all ends up flowing well. (Yes, I did just use the word "flow." Ha ha)
I want to ask when you guys think should be the stopping point of this story. I already know where I've stopped it at the moment, but I'm not too satisfied with it and I have a feeling you guys wouldn't like it much either. So let me know how much of their life you want me to write before ending – and no, I do not want to write every facet of their lives together and have this story go on forever. But please let me know your thoughts and I will certainly mull them over and perhaps write more than I had planned on doing.
And a very Happy Birthday to our dear Severus Snape, today's birthday boy:D
Until next time!