A/N: Thanks for reading and reviewing! I am so glad this story can help so many of you! You all make me inspired to keep writing it.
I am sorry I was not capable of writing for a while, things became too much.
Thank you for being patient with me and sticking with the story!
Severus Addicted
Chapter Seven: Going Home
I'm so tired but I cannot sleep!
Twisting and turning, Hermione huffed as she stared at the caged clock on the wall in her room. The clock read 3:47 AM.
I can't wait to go home with Minerva tomorrow! I wish it was twelve already!
Tossing herself onto her side, Hermione sighed and hugged the hippo close. Closing her eyes, she tried to empty out her mind and relax so she could fall asleep and make twelve come sooner.
Just as she felt her breathing become heavier she immediately sat up in fear as she noticed a light being shone into the hospital room.
Glancing over at the sleeping form of Ariel, Hermione cautiously sat up in her bed. Holding the hippo closer to her, Hermione stared at the light in both curiosity and fear.
Mr. Hains entered the bedroom the whole way after he noticed Hermione sitting up in her bed, "Are you alright, dear?"
Hermione shrugged, "I can't sleep."
Mr. Hains nodded, "That is understandable. You are, after all, very excited to go home with your professor tomorrow."
Hermione nodded in agreement, "Why were you shining that light in here?"
Dimming the light, he answered her question, "I am on night-watch tonight, Hermione. You must not have noticed the nurses the past two nights. We shine lights into your rooms to make sure everyone is alright and still in their beds."
"Oh," Hermione bit her lip.
"Did I wake you with the light?" Mr. Hains asked, worried.
Shaking her head, she stroked the hippos soft fur, "I had not fallen asleep yet."
Noticing Ariel turn onto her side, Mr. Hains opened the door the rest of the way and said, "Come, I will let you sit with me in the office for a little while. Warm milk and cookies will do you good. Then, maybe you will be able to fall asleep."
Hopping out of bed, Hermione slipped on her slippers and followed him to the office.
This is so cool! We usually aren't allowed back here.
Pointing to a swirly chair, Mr. Hains motioned for her to sit while she prepared the milk and cookies.
Handing her the plate, he made himself some cookies and sat back to relax, "So, Hermione, what is going through your mind that you cannot sleep?"
Hermione gave a half-shrug, "I'm just really excited to leave. . . No offense."
Mr. Hains chuckled, "None taken, Hermione. I am glad that you have Professor McGonagall to go home to. She is a wonderful woman." Sitting his plate of warm cookies down, he asked, "Can I tell you a secret?"
Hermione nodded, "Sure."
"Professor McGonagall was my Head of House when I was younger."
Hermione smiled, "So you were a Gryffindor!"
Mr. Hains nodded, "Yes, I was and am! Once a Gryffindor you are always a Gryffindor. But that's not the secret."
Curious, Hermione waited for him to reply.
"In my seventh year, Professor McGonagall caught me trying to smuggle her a love potion!" Mr. Hains' face lit up with amusement as Hermione's face dropped in surprise. "You see, Professor McGonagall had just started teaching at Hogwarts during my seventh year."
"I am surprised you're still alive! I can't believe she did not turn you into something horrible. Once, my two friends were late for class too many times and she threatened to turn them into a map and pocket watch!"
Mr. Hains chuckled and shook his head, "No, she did not turn me into anything gruesome. She just sent me to the Headmaster, which, at the time, unknowingly to me, was her boyfriend! You can imagine how embarrassing that conversation was with the Headmaster!"
Hermione was so completely shocked she could hardly comprehend this information she was just given, "Wow, wow, wait a minute! So, Headmaster Dumbledore and Minerva dated?"
Seeing her astonished look caused his smile to widen, "Oh yeah!"
Spinning in the chair Hermione could not help but wonder what happened between the two love birds, "Do you know if they are still together?"
Mr. Hains shrugged, "I don't know, dear. Albus Dumbledore lives a very secretive life. He hates the press."
Scrunching her forehead in thought, Hermione couldn't help but wonder why Minerva had not said anything to her about dating the Headmaster. Having a boyfriend is useful information to a pre-teen about to live in her home, after all. Perhaps love just did not work out between the two!
If Headmaster Dumbledore and Minerva could not stay together how in the world are my parents still together? Dad follows everything mum says like a lost puppy dog! He's not allowed to have his own feelings. If someone feels differently than mum does, then, whoever is against her is in the wrong. Mum is never in the wrong. I can't really see Minerva and the Headmaster having a relationship like that. . .
Noticing Hermione had finished her cookies and milk, Mr. Hains said, "Do you think you are able to go to bed now?"
Hermione shrugged.
Definitely not now! This juicy information is going to keep me up for weeks until I find out what happened between them!
Standing from his chair, he lead Hermione back to her room, "Try to get some sleep. Sleeping will make the time go by faster and then you can see her sooner. If you need anything, flip the switch by your bed and I will come." With that said, he disappeared back to the office.
Flopping back against her pillows, Hermione sighed and closed her eyes.
Surprisingly sleep came quickly.
Someone shaking her arm caused Hermione to flinch and wake up, "What do you want?" Hermione mumbled in irritation.
"Mr. Hains had informed me that you had not slept well last night so I understand that you are very tired, Hermione, but you still must wake up and go to breakfast," Maria told her gently.
Sighing, Hermione sat up, "Alright."
Following Maria to the group room, Hermione sat down beside Ariel and waited for the lunch lady to place her plate in front of her.
The group room was very quiet. Too quiet for Hermione's tastes.
Glancing around, she caught hold of Savoren's piercing blue eyes. Giving her a wink, Savoren said, "So you are leaving us today, aye? Maybe, if you're lucky, we can run into each other sometime in public."
Ariel rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't call that luck."
Hermione hid her smile behind her glass of orange juice as she nodded her head in agreement with Ariel.
"Savoren, leave Hermione alone," Maria reprimanded the boy.
Blowing her a kiss, Savoren returned to his breakfast and stayed silent.
Shouting echoed through the hall causing Hermione and the others to jump.
Looking around herself, Hermione quickly noted that Aaron was not with them for breakfast.
Maria dropped her clipboard on the table and quickly went to the doorway, "What is going on?" She called down the hall.
Hermione and Ariel exchanged worried glances.
I wonder what is wrong. I hope Aaron is okay. . .
A loud bang caused Maria to jump.
"Maria! I need your help! Get the tranquilizing shot!" Mr. Hains hollered from down the hallway.
Hermione bit her lip, worried.
Maria glanced at them around the table and said, "I will be right back. Behave yourselves." Then she closed the group room door behind her and locked it.
"Aaron is throwing a fit again because Miss Kline yelled at him for not getting out of bed when directed to," Savoren told them with a shrug, as if this happened all the time.
"I don't see why he just won't do as he's told. It's like he enjoys being tranquilized!" Sapphire complained as she played with her breakfast.
"I know who I'd like to tranquilize," Savoren threw Hermione a wink and licked his lips seductively.
"Ew! You're so gross, Savoren! Leave her alone!" Ariel shrieked in disgust.
Standing from his seat, Savoren made his way over to Hermione, leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I know you want it. You're leaving soon, so we need to make this quick."
Shivering, Hermione gave him a hard glare, "You're a pig!"
"Oh yeah? I bet you just wanna eat me up don't you?" Savoren asked as he sat down in the empty seat beside her. Noticing Ariel and Sapphire were still in the room, Savoren clenched his fists until he began to shake.
Unsure of what just happened, Hermione glanced over at Ariel and noticed she was frozen still, "What game are you playing at? Don't come any closer to me!"
Scooting her seat further away from the creep, Hermione gave him a nasty glare.
Placing his hand on her thigh, he wiggled his eyebrows playfully, "Oh so you wanna play a game?" As he asked this Hermione felt his hand travel further up her thigh until he stopped just a hair away from her privates.
Hermione's heart beat felt as if it were going to explode right out of her chest!
With her throat suddenly dry, Hermione felt as if she wasn't capable of speaking.
Giving her a sly, sickening smile, Savoren finished his travel and stopped between her legs, "Do you like this game?"
Hermione felt as if she were frozen on the spot, incapable of moving and incapable of speaking.
Stop it! Why won't he leave me alone?!
"What's that? I hear no complaints," Savoren whispered as he slyly pushed his hand further between her legs until he could go no further and then he gave her a painful squeeze.
The shock and the pain he extracted from her quickly unfroze her and she gave him a swift punch to the nose.
He screamed out in pain and removed his hand away her pants to cover his now bleeding nose. The punch must have interrupted his wand-less magic for Ariel and Sapphire were quickly at Hermione's side.
Blood rolled freely from his nose and he glared daggers at her, "I can't believe you punched me! You didn't tell me not to do it!"
Anger boiled in Hermione's veins and before she could think twice she gave him another punch. And then another. And then another. She would have kept punching him if it had not been for someone pulling her off him.
Snapping out of her anger, Hermione stared in shock at the blood that was rushing from Savoren's face due to her violent attack.
"What happened?!" Maria shouted as she used her wand to stop the bleeding on Savoren's face.
Looking up to see who was holding her still, Hermione groaned as she noticed it was Miss Kline.
Embarrassment, shame, and regret ate away at her as she locked her gaze on the floor.
"I didn't do anything to her and she attacked me!" Savoren exclaimed as he held his nose in pain.
So shocked at his lie, Hermione couldn't find her voice to argue.
Luckily Ariel and Sapphire jumped to her rescue.
"Savoren attacked her! Hermione was just defending herself!" Ariel argued.
"Hermione is that true?" Miss Kline asked as she forced Hermione into a seat.
Biting her lip, Hermione shrugged. She felt so numb and nauseous at the same time that she would probably agree to anything.
Sapphire huffed, "I saw it with my own eyes, Maria! Savoren attacked her!"
"Bullshit! I didn't attack her! She could have told me no!" Savoren snapped back.
Hearing this, Maria turned to Savoren and asked in a demanding tone, "What did you do? You knew you were supposed to leave her alone!"
"Oh, shut up! She liked it!" Savoren gave Hermione a wink causing Hermione's anger to spike once again.
Before she could hit him again, Miss Kline held her hands high above her head so she could not move. "Hermione! You will calm yourself immediately or we will have to tranquilize you! Am I understood?!" Miss Kline all but yelled into her ear.
Maria yelled down the hall for more help.
Mr. Hains quickly came into the room and came to an abrupt stop at the sight before him. "What are you doing to Miss Granger, Miss Kline?! Drop her hands immediately!"
"She just attacked Savoren!" Miss Kline snapped back with a roll of her eye.
Shocked, Mr. Hains knelt down in front of Hermione and asked gently, "What happened, dear?" He glared at Miss Kline until she finally left go of Hermione's arms.
Feeling panicked, Hermione felt her breathing become quickened, "I want to go home."
Mr. Hains shook his head, "You cannot go home until we get this all straightened out. Now, what did Savoren do to cause you to react like this?"
Blushing scarlet, Hermione locked her gaze on the floor and bit her lip.
Sighing, he glanced at the other two patients, "Girls, what happened?"
"Savoren put his filthy hands between her legs!" Ariel growled, "I always knew he was a scum bag!"
Eyes wide, Mr. Hains glanced from Hermione to Savoren and back again, "Hermione is this true?"
Biting her lip, Hermione felt her heart break as she gave a very small nod of her head.
They think I am a monster for hitting him! I AM a monster for hitting him! I couldn't stop! I didn't even want to stop hitting him!
They are going to tell Minerva that he did that and now she really is going to think I am a slut because I didn't tell him no! I wanted to say no so bad! Why didn't I speak up? Why was I so frozen?
I want to cut. Cutting would make this nastiness go away. . .
Unknown to her, Savoren was led out of the room and locked up in the safe-room.
Hermione was pulled from her trance as Mr. Hains began to speak to her, "Come with me and Maria, Hermione. You need to tell us exactly what happened."
Hermione numbly allowed herself to be led into the sitting room where she always meets Minerva and there she sat down and went back to staring at the floor.
"Hermione, please, what exactly did he do?" Maria asked gently.
"I'm a horrible, horrible person. . ." Hermione muttered as tears began to trickle down her cheeks.
Maria quickly shook her head in denial, "You are far from a horrible person, Hermione. No one is judging you. I am so sorry I left you alone with him!"
"I should have told him no! I know I should have! I just. . . I was so frozen I couldn't move!" Hermione managed to say between her hiccups and tears.
Mr. Hains shook his head, "No one is blaming you for anything, Hermione."
"You aren't going to let me leave now are you?" Hermione asked with fear evident in her voice.
Sighing, Mr. Hains crouched down in front of her, "I do not know, Hermione. If we think you are safe to go home then you will go with your Professor when she comes to pick you up. If we do not think you are alright to go home then we will keep you another night or so."
Hearing this, Hermione's tears fell harder and faster.
Finding it difficult to breathe, Hermione viciously wiped at her tears to make them stop, "I want Minerva!"
Feeling someone shove a vile into her hands, Hermione glanced down to see what it was.
"Drink this, it will help calm you down," Mr. Hains told her gently.
Quickly drinking the vile potion, Hermione immediately felt herself relaxing and she was finally capable of slowing down her hysterics.
Once her tears were coming slowly, Maria asked again, "Please, Hermione, I need you to tell me exactly what he did."
Biting her lip and blushing, Hermione refused to meet her eyes.
"No one is judging you here. We need to know so we can report it," Mr. Hains told her gently.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath, Hermione whispered, "H-he put his hand between my legs and he. . . He um. . ."
"You're doing great, Hermione. You can do this. Tell me what happened next, dear," Maria asked her.
Biting her lip, Hermione winced, "He. . . He squeezed me really hard and it hurt."
Blushing fiercely, Hermione quickly returned her gaze back to the floor.
Patting her shoulder, Maria asked, "Did he do anything else?"
Shaking her head, Hermione replied, "No, because I punched him in the face."
Maria nodded, "Good job, Hermione."
"Can I still go home today? Please? I don't want to be here!" Hermione whimpered as she thought about being stuck in this building one more night with him.
Mr. Hains sighed, "I am going to go call your professor and have her come early. We need to tell her what happened and then discuss options."
"Options for what?" Hermione asked fearfully.
I just want to go home! Why doesn't he get that?!
"Options to keep you safe. I do not want what he did to you cause you to want to harm yourself," Mr. Hains told her.
Maria sighed, "This is all my fault. I should not have left my post when I knew he was giving you a rough time, Hermione. I am truly sorry."
Hermione stayed silent.
I have no say in my life what-so-ever. If they decide I have to stay here another night then that is the decision! I would rather die then stay here another freaking night!
"I'm fine, really. I just want to leave."
"Maria, stay here with her while I go contact her professor," Mr. Hains said before closing the door behind him.
Not even five minutes later, Minerva entered the sitting room. Pulling Hermione into a hug, Minerva whispered, "Are you alright?"
Hermione nodded. Her heated cheeks made her feel as if she were going to die!
"We are going to give you two some privacy. If you need us we will be right outside the door," Mr. Hains told them quietly before shutting the door behind him.
"I am so sorry you had to go through that, Hermione!" Minerva told her sincerely as she continued to hold her close.
"It's my fault. . ." Hermione muttered sadly.
Pulling Hermione away at arm's length, Minerva asked, "Why do you say that, dear?"
"I didn't tell him no! I should have! I was stupid and froze!" Hermione muttered darkly.
Minerva shook her head and pulled her back into her arms again, "This is not your fault. He should not have done that in the first place!"
The fact that her professor knew exactly what happened made Hermione become very embarrassed, "You probably think I am a slut."
Giving her a stern look, Minerva replied, "Young lady please stop using that term it makes me cringe. That word is just as bad as a swear word in my book. Anyway, dearie, we have already had this conversation once before. You are thirteen years old! You did not ask him to do what he did. Therefore, you are no where near being a harlot."
Blushing, Hermione gave a small nod, "I'm sorry, I won't say the word slut again." Hermione bit back her small smile that was daring to appear.
Noticing the child's amusement, Minerva decided to not reprimand her, "Oh you think you're funny huh?"
Nodding, Hermione whispered, "Kind of."
Smirking, Minerva continued, "We will see how funny you are!" Then she attacked the child with tickles.
Laughing and frantically trying to escape the tickling fingers, Hermione felt all her embarrassment, shame, and sadness disappear.
Smiling at the sound of Hermione's laughter, Minerva continued to tickle her.
Laughter is good for the soul.
Hearing the laughter, the two nurses entered the room with small smiles on their faces.
"I am glad you could get her to smile, Professor," Mr. Hains said sincerely.
Finally escaping Minerva's tickling hands, Hermione took a deep breath to gain back her composure, "So, can I leave now?"
Exchanging looks, Mr. Hains gave a small nod, "Yes you may go home. However, I need you to realize that a man will be coming to ask you some questions about what happened today okay?"
Her smile disappeared at the thought, "Why? I already told you what happened."
"I told you that we need to report it, Hermione," Mr. Hains reminded her.
"But why?" Hermione asked. "I don't want to be bothered by it! Can't we just pretend it didn't happen?"
Maria gave her an understanding half-smile, "I know that is what you would like to do, sweetie. However, Savoren must be held liable for his actions. He has a past of doing this to other girls like you and so we need to report this. Do you understand?"
Hermione sighed, "I guess."
Minerva gave her shoulder a comforting squeeze, "It's going to be okay. I will be with you, if you want me to be, when they come to ask questions."
"If I agree to this can I leave?" Hermione asked.
Mr. Hains chuckled, "Yes, you may leave but you have to remember that hippo. That hippo has grown quite fond of you."
Hermione smiled, "Thanks."
Standing, Minerva offered her hand to Hermione, "Are you ready to head home?"
Excitement rushed through her at the thought and she quickly got to her feet to leave.
Grabbing Hermione's hand, Minerva spun on the spot and returned to her private rooms back at Hogwarts.
Looking around herself, Hermione immediately relaxed when she noticed she was no longer trapped in the hospital.
Leaving out a relieved sigh, Hermione lowered herself to the very soft couch.
Minerva smiled at her, "I am glad you find this place so relaxing because it is now your house too, Hermione."
I knew I was truly going to live with her but for some reason it just hit. . . I am living with Minerva!
Nervous, yet very excited, Hermione could not wait to know what this experience would lead to.
Pulling her rocking chair so it was in front of Hermione, Minerva sat and gave the girl a serious look.
Noticing the serious look, Hermione sat up straighter and mentally made sure she had not done anything wrong to warrant a talking-to. Not thinking of anything she could have done wrong already, Hermione nervously waited for her to begin speaking.
"Living with me I have many rules that you must follow," Minerva began in a no-nonsense tone of voice. "As you are only in third year, you will have a bedtime at 9:30 sharp. As soon as your last class is over for the day you will sit yourself at the table and complete all assignments before relaxing for the rest of the night. There will be no foolish heroic quests whilst you are under my care either! All the other rules are obvious; no swearing, watch your attitude, and do as instructed the first time I tell you to do something. As you should already know, I highly dislike repeating myself."
Hermione bit her lip, "I can follow those." Well, I can follow all except the no quests rule anyway. I can't just let Harry and Ronald go off half-brained to their deaths!
Minerva nodded, "Good because I expect them to all be followed. If you break a rule there will be consequences."
Hermione paled at the thought, "When you say "consequences" what are you referring to?"
Minerva sighed, "How do your parents punish you when you misbehave?"
Hermione smirked, "Well I never misbehave. . ."
Minerva raised her eyebrows with an amused smile, "Oh really? Must I really tell you that lying is also against the rules?"
Hermione laughed, "Okay, so maybe I got into trouble a couple times. . ."
"Alright, so how were you punished?" Minerva asked. It was very important for her to know how Hermione was punished so she could try to mimic the same punishing style as her parents so Hermione was not too confused or lost in knowing the consequences of her actions.
Hermione bit her lip and shrugged, "Oh you know. . . I would get grounded for things."
"I can hardly imagine that a grounding was the only form of punishment your parents believe in, Hermione," Minerva pressed.
Blushing, Hermione shrugged, "Well, one time I swore and I got my mouth washed out with this horrible soap. Mum wouldn't let me spit for ages!"
Minerva smirked and shook her head, Oh the dramatics of teens!
"Anything else, dear?" Minerva asked gently.
Hermione bit her lip and nodded without looking at her.
Seeing her uneasiness, Minerva said, "If this is how you always lie, Hermione, you are never going to get away with it. I am simply asking these questions so you do not have to learn a new parenting style. Even though I am not your parent, you are my ward; therefore, I have all the rights as a parent and must treat you as my own."
"Well why would I want to tell you some punishments that I don't like? Then you would use them!" Hermione explained with horror written all over her face.
"I do not see you getting yourself into that much trouble, dear. You are a well behaved child. I believe we will be fine."
Hermione sighed, "When I would talk back to mum she would slap me."
Minerva nodded, "That will not happen with me, Hermione. I cringe when I hear stories of children being slapped across the face. I believe if the child deserves a smack then it should be directed towards the bottom region and no where else. Is that acceptable to you, Hermione?"
Giving her a weird look, Hermione said, "Why would you even bother asking? Obviously I don't want hit anywhere! But I have to admit, not getting slapped across the face would be a really wonderful change."
Minerva nodded, "Alright, that sounds good. The rules and consequences are set! Like I said before, I do not see you getting yourself into that much trouble. Consequences are just set in place as a warning to keep you away from doing something that I disapprove of. However, saying that though, I will not hesitate to follow through if you break a rule; especially a rule that puts your life at risk."
Biting her lip, Hermione nodded in understanding, "I don't think we will have a problem either."
"And now we enter the discussion about self-harm. Yes, that is putting your life at risk but you will not be punished for it because I realize that you are struggling. As you are completely aware, I do not approve of your negative coping skill but together we will eliminate self-harm all together. I need you to realize that I am here for you 24/7. I do not want you to find yourself sad and alone. There's no need for you to be alone while sad. Also, I hope you can feel comfortable in coming to me with any concerns you have."
Giving her a smile, Hermione nodded her head, "I really appreciate you taking me in like this, Minerva. I promise I won't try to give you a hard time."
Minerva smiled, "I know you won't dear." Nodding as if to tell herself to move on to the next topic, Minerva continued speaking, "Now, as a precaution, every glass object, including mirrors, are charmed to be unbreakable and there are wards around a few drawers in the kitchen. If, for some reason, you need a knife or a pair of scissors, I will get them out for you but you will use them in my presence and you will give them back to me immediately after you are finished with them. Now, when it comes to eating obviously I am going to let you use a knife but I will be watching. Do not think that eating in the Great Hall will get in the way of me keeping an eye on you because it will not. Do you understand?"
Hermione slowly nodded her head, "Yeah I understand. . . I understand the fact that I will never be trusted with a pointy object again in my life."
Minerva sighed, "Dear, you know that what I am doing is for the best as of right now. Obviously this will not be forever, Miss Drama Queen," here she gave her a wink to show she was joking, "you will get better and then you will be able to use "pointy objects" whenever you like. Until then though, unless you wish to find yourself back in that hospital, we have to follow the guidelines I was given by the doctor. Understood?"
Sighing, Hermione nodded, "I understand, Minerva."
Standing, Minerva put her rocking chair back to its normal spot and led Hermione to a door, "This is your bedroom. The door right next to it is my bedroom. You may come into my room whenever you need me, do not hesitate to wake me up. The door across the hall is the bathroom."
Nodding to show she was listening, Hermione entered the room Minerva said was hers. The walls were painted a light lavender and the floor was hard wood with a purple butterfly shaped rug in the center of the room. The bed had creme colored blankets and purple pillows. All around her new room was objects from her room at her parents' house, including Crookshanks' climbing tower.
Smiling, Hermione gave Minerva a hug, "I love it! Thank you so much!" Hermione's happiness grew at the sight of her cat laying on the bed. Hurrying over, Hermione sat beside Crookshanks and rubbed behind his ears. "Have you been taking care of him for me?"
Minerva nodded, "I know a little bit about cats so it was not hard."
Giggling, Hermione nodded, "Thank you, Minerva!"
"You are welcome, dear."
A/N: Thanks for reading! Remember I write this story in hopes to help people who are going through a tough time so,
be respectful :)
Yes, I know, Hermione is very young to go through what Savoren did to her but like I said, the problems Hermione faces throughout each chapter is a retold version of what happened to me in the hospital and throughout my life. I was actually a lot younger than 13 when this incident happened to me, talk about four years younger. My sicko was taken care of by the police and is forever locked up in a prison.
If someone makes you feel awkward (a woman/girl can do this too, it is not only men) you should always remember to immediately report it. Trust me, it was hard but it was worth it.
We left my stage of being in a hospital and now we are entering when I left the hospital and got put into another adult's care. Unlike Hermione though, the rules and consequences were changed for me so it was very difficult to not get into trouble which is why I changed it in this story that her consequences were the same as her parents'. I found myself into trouble almost everyday because I did not understand the differences, so I decided to make it easier on Hermione. Many people disapprove of CP, which is completely understandable, but like I've mentioned many times before this is a retake on things that happened to me. Obviously, because Hermione is such a goodie two-shoes, she won't find herself facing the CP threat hardly ever so if that was an issue for you there really is no need to worry.
Love yourselves and never give up, no matter what you are doing,
Severus Addicted.
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