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Two hours later they were half way through the complaint when Severus said,
"Why don't we continue this on Friday? I'm sure you have to work in the morning."
Hermione looked up at the clock, he was right it was almost ten, she had a twelve hour day tomorrow.
"Can we make it Saturday?" she asked as she capped the ink bottle.
"I suppose, you can still write if you choose to."
"If all of our conversations would be like they were tonight I wouldn't mind it, but when they devolve into cutting remarks or without censor then it bothers me. Yes I know I was the one who said those things last time, I apologize not for what I said but I could have said it a different way."
"Don't, I spent years speaking to you like that."
"Yes, and I can't say that it won't happen again."
"I'm not asking you too."
After she closed the door behind him she smiled, tonight was nice and didn't devolve into a mess of her running her mouth or him being cutting. She didn't dissolve into tears when she finally laid her head on the pillow an hour later.
As she stared up to the ceiling she thought there were still things that needed to be said, yes she still had many things that needed voiced. But when he asked tonight her for an example she gave him one, yes it hurt to talk about it but she could honestly say she felt better for having told him.
~~^~~SSHG~~^~~
Friday afternoon Morgan came flying in the window that Hermione had opened to air the house, soon it would be cold again so she wanted to enjoy the warm weather while it lasted. She went to the owl sitting on the kitchen counter taking the note from her leg giving her a strip of bacon left from her mostly uneaten breakfast.
Hermione,
I am sorry but I am going to be unable to make our…. Appointment tomorrow, could we reschedule for Sunday?
Severus
Hermione wrote him back saying it was fine. She had some chores to do outside for the coming winter and this would give her a chance to get that done this weekend.
Of course as things worked out she didn't get most of it done and Severus had to beg off the whole weekend, he never said what was keeping him and Hermione didn't think it was her place to ask so she spent the next week wondering what it was.
They had decided on Saturday again, when there was no owl the day before or that morning she found herself excited that he would be here. Of course she chided herself for feeling that way, there was still much that needed to be said between them but was it really wrong to feel this way? Even if it was just for the chance to voice everything he did to her.
By late afternoon Morgan showed with a letter saying that he was sorry but he would have to reschedule for next Saturday. She wrote back sending the note back with Morgan.
~~^~~SSHG~~^~~
Severus sat in a room with Potter, Malfoy and several others including Percy Weasley, three rogue death eaters had made their presence known and Severus was compelled to help capture them, if you could call it that. They held him in a cell telling him that if he didn't help it would be a one way ticket back to Azakban. Which angered him, but he'd have to say that Potter and Malfoy both were downright pissed about it.
Potter finally was able to get him use of Morgan so he could send a note to Hermione, it was short but he didn't want her to know what was happening right now.
Now Morgan was returning landing in front of him he took the note, something told him that this was not going to be a good thing,
Severus,
I apologize but I will be unable to meet any time next weekend as I have a date, or dates. It's not right that I keep canceling on them to meet with you. It will have to be the weekend after that. That is if I can find the time.
Hermione
Severus crumpled the paper in his fist, he couldn't decide if it was a lie to hurt him or the truth to do the same. One thing he was sure of, he had hurt her by having to cancel the last two weekends.
"What's wrong." Draco asked.
"Nothing, let's just get this over with."
"What did she say?"
"Nothing."
Harry had watched this exchange then said,
"You didn't tell her."
"No I did not."
"Why?"
"Why do you think, she lost everything to keep me out of Azakban now they want to send me back. How do you really think she would take that news?"
"Better than lying to her." Harry said walking away.
"I'll just…." He wanted to say fix it, but he knew he would just have to listen to her about this also.
~~^~~SSHG~~^~~
The next Friday night Hermione was sitting at the desk in the study, she was mindlessly going through the computer. It was late but she couldn't get her mind to settle, she had lied to Severus. She hadn't had a date in a long time but she didn't want him to think that all she seemed to be doing lately was sitting around waiting for the days that he came to work on the complaint.
When she heard a noise she went to check, when she heard it again from her front door she went over looking out to see said person standing on her front stoop. She wondered what he was doing here before she opened the door saying,
"What are you doing?"
"Hermione, your home." Severus said surprised to see her.
Hermione knew he was drunk, if she didn't his stumbling into the house would have clued her in.
"Your drunk." She stated.
"Thank you Miss. Granger, fifty points to Griffendor for your near perfect skills of observation."
Hermione walked away leaving him standing in her foyer, she was not about to deal with a drunk Snape. It was bad enough when she had too.
"Come on 'Mione."
Hermione spun around, why had he just sounded like Ron Weasley
"Out, out of my house. Your drunk, you sound like Ron and I do not have to deal with you. Get the fuck out."
"You're not suppose to be here anyway." He said.
"You're the one who is not suppose to be here, I told you that I had plans this weekend."
"Dates." He said,
"What?"
"You said dates, see." He was pulling a waded piece of parchment out of his pocket to hand to her.
"I know what it says Severus I wrote it."
"Yes you did, now we play that game where I hurt you though no fault of my own then you see how deeply you can cut me."
Hermione sighed, that was exactly what she was doing but she would never tell him that.
"Oh please, nothing hurts you. Your are the hurter, not the hurtee."
Before she could stop him he took his wand pointing to the palm of his right hand and a gash appeared bleeding.
"See, I can be cut too."
"Severus!" she yelled, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Showing you."
She grabbed his wrist pulling into the kitchen so he wouldn't bleed on her carpet, pulling him to the sink she said,
"You need to heal that."
"Nope, I don't heal easy."
"Damn it Severus." She grabbed his wand out of his hand then said the spell healing his hand before turning to leave him standing in her kitchen.
"Hermione." He said slurring her name. She turned to face him. He never turned to face her as he said,
"You did accomplish what you set out to do. It did hurt, more than you will ever know."
Hermione ran from the room, she heard the door shut a little later. She sat down with paper and pen writing to him.
Author's Note: Comments really do make me smile and brighten my day.
Also I wanted to let you know that I have a couple of Severus/Hermione videos on youtube, the link is in my profile.