Realisations and Revelations
Chapter 7 of 8
savine_snapeHermione ponders her "accidental" meeting with Padraig. Severus continues to make a slow recovery whilst finally venturing outside the four walls of his bedroom.
ReviewedPray God you can cope.
I stand outside this woman's work, this woman's world.
Ooh, it's hard on the man, now his part is over.
Now starts the craft of the father.
I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.
I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.
I should be crying, but I just can't let it show.
I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking
Of all the things I should've said, that I never said.
All the things we should've done, that we never did.
All the things I should've given, but I didn't.
Oh, darling, make it go, make it go away.
Give me those moments back.
Give them back to me.
Give me that little kiss.
Give me your hand.
(I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.
I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.)
I should be crying, but I just can't let it show.
I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking
Of all the things we should've said, that were never said.
All the things we should've done, that we never did.
All the things that you needed from me.
All the things that you wanted for me.
All the things that I should've given,
But I didn't.
Oh, darling, make it go away.
Just make it go away now.
This Woman’s Work – Kate Bush.
Hermione slept fitfully during the night, tossing and turning, her mind racing as she replayed the events of the previous day. Did Padraig happen to stumble across her in the innocent manner in which she had first perceived their meeting, or did Minerva have a part to play? If she was pushing her towards Padraig, what did she hope to achieve? Minerva hadn’t seemed all that surprised when she had returned with Padraig in tow, and that troubled Hermione: she respected her mentor, but if she was trying to push them together, she wasn’t sure how she would react.
She finally awoke at 5:30. She groaned as she rolled over to peer through sleepy eyes at the glaring alarm clock. Deciding that she was unlikely to get any further sleep, Hermione slowly sat up, untangling the sheets and blankets from her limbs as she rose. She grabbed her dressing gown and crept silently from her room to the kitchen. Casting a silencing spell, she prepared a mug of black coffee and stared out of the kitchen window at the swirl of early morning mist.
She picked up her mug and crept out the back door and stood watching the sun rise over the rolling hillside outside Minerva’s cottage. She was mesmerised by the colours as they changed from orange through to yellow, painting the dark sky with multicoloured early morning light. The cool air chilled her slightly; she took a sip from her mug of still steaming coffee and sighed as the coffee warmed her from the inside.
Hermione descended from the porch and slowly meandered down to the bottom of the garden. She didn’t register the dew-damp grass brushing the bare soles of her feet as she made her way to the foot of the garden; she continued to ponder Minerva’s reaction to Padraig’s presence.
When Hermione reached the bottom of the garden, she leaned back against the gnarled trunk of an oak tree. Her mind drifted to the morning Severus had surprised her whilst they had camped in the Forest of Dean. They had arranged, via the portrait of Phineas Nigellus Black, to meet a short walk from where the trio had been camping. A tear slid down Hermione’s cheek as she remembered how safe she had felt wrapped in Severus’s embrace. They had discussed the most likely places that Bellatrix would have chosen to stow the Hufflepuff cup.
She crept out from the tent early that morning whilst Harry and Ron slept. Leaving the tent, she made her way to the oldest, most gnarled and resilient looking tree. Leaning against the trunk, Hermione waited for Severus to arrive.
She spun, wand at the ready as she heard the soft ‘pop’ of Severus’s arrival in the small clearing.
“Severus, I’m so glad to see you!” she squealed.
“Shush, my nymph, we don’t want to wake your cohorts.”
“They sleep like the dead.”
Severus frowned as Hermione placed a kiss on his cheek.
“You need to relax a bit,” she whispered.
“I can’t relax, love. The Dark Lord grows restless; he’s been off searching for something in Europe...”
“Harry mentioned he’d seen Vold...”
“Don’t. Say. His. Name. He has Snatchers looking for you.”
Hermione shook the memory from her mind, looking at her wrist watch. Realising time was slipping by, she turned to return to the cottage.
She was surprised to meet Minerva as she approached the cottage’s back door. The older witch looked at her with concern.
“I wondered where you had got to,” Minerva stated as she looked the younger witch up and down.
“Sorry, Minerva, I had trouble sleeping last night,” Hermione replied.
“Would you like me to Floo Poppy for some Dreamless Sleep?”
“Thank you, but that really isn’t necessary.”
“As you wish, my dear.”
Silently, Minerva and Hermione made their way back to the cottage. Minerva sat and had breakfast whilst Hermione disappeared to get ready.
* * * * *He stared at the young woman before him, mesmerised by her beauty. Her lips were swollen from his possessive and passionate kisses, eyes half lidded with an unbridled desire for him. The soft blush of her cheeks spread down her neck and stretched tantalisingly across the swell of her wonderful breasts. His hands ghosted upwards from her hips to her breasts; her taut nipples called to him. Leaning forward, he kissed her left breast as his right hand gently teased and tweaked the other. His tongue circled, flicked and licked, caressing her nipple before biting playfully, eliciting a moan of ardour. Her incoherent babbling drove him on, encouraging him to suck. At the same time, his cock began to swell and twitch within its fabric prison.
“Merlin, witch, you’ll be the death of me,” he growled. His voice, low and seductive, like molten chocolate, elicited more mumbling as her hips moved against his.
She whimpered as his hand moved down from her breast, ghosting over her soft curves. No longer existing on berries and mushrooms since the end of the war, she had regained her womanly form. She murmured her disapproval as his mouth released her nipple, and she gasped as his mouth travelled up to her swollen lips. Reflexively, her fingers curled within his hair, massaging his scalp as she pulled him closer, deepening the kiss as his lips found hers.
If this was love, he’d willingly pass through the veil to have it.
His left hand arrived at its destination; gradually his fingers pushed aside the slip of cloth that covered her sex. His murmur was mirrored by hers as his fingers moved forward, seeking her clit. She bucked against him, trying to direct his ministrations. Slowly, he moved his fingers back towards her entrance; teasingly he circled before slipping into her with a single finger.
She keened as a finger slipped into her, followed by a second. Little by little he moved, building the pace. She whimpered when he withdrew completely, stepping back from her.
“Bed. Now!” he growled as he made his way across the room. She followed him, stopping just in front of him. “May I?” he asked as his fingers twined the waistband of her cotton knickers.
Unsure of her voice, she merely nodded her consent as her eyelids closed and her chest heaved, sucking in air to breathe.
He inhaled deeply, desperately trying to control his growing desire to join with her. His need burned within him like a roaring, savage fire. He needed her, just as surely as she needed him.
Reverently he knelt before her, gently pulling her knickers down. She stepped out of them before sitting on the edge of the four-poster bed. “Please,” she murmured, twining her fingers in his hair once more. “Please, make love to me.”
Two fingers entered her as his mouth found her clit. He sucked and licked as his fingers slid in and out. She fell back on the bedspread, her hips arching to meet him, wanting more but unable to form the words. His cock twitched; wordlessly he removed his clothing. He shuddered as he felt the cool air on his heated, naked skin.
She whimpered as his lips left her. Turning, he placed a kiss on the milk-white skin of her inner thigh. Standing, he manoeuvred her into the centre of the bed before joining her.
Slowly he rocked against her, causing his erection to move along her before positioning himself, ready to enter her, desperate to become one.
Her voice deserted her as his eyes locked with hers, a nod of her head and the burning desire in her eyes the only way for her to communicate her need for him. With a snap of his hips, he was sheathed within her. His groan was mirrored by her as she arched upwards to meet him.
Severus woke as her name fell from his lips: “Hermione.” His body shook as he came undone. With a whimper he rolled over, burying his face in the cool pillow.
Disgust rose within him. He’d come undone, like an over-sexed teenager, to a dream of a woman he could no longer hope to be with. Lifting his head from the pillow, he searched for his wand. Unable to locate it, he rolled onto his back before slowly sitting. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he was thankful when he remembered his room was en-suite. Summoning all his inner reserve, he rose from the bed, grasping the canes Trewella insisted he use and determinedly made his way across to the small bathroom.
Switching on the shower, he waited for the water to warm before stepping underneath it. The warm water soothed his dismay as he washed away the traces of his reaction to the dream. He didn’t hear Lucius enter the room, nor the sound of his breakfast tray being left. All he heard was the pounding of water as it fell from his body into the porcelain bath.
* * * * *Lucius entered the room, determined to apologise for his outburst the previous evening. He was surprised not to find Severus within his bed; he was even more surprised at the haphazard arrangement of the sheets. The air was thick with the smell of sweat and something he couldn’t pinpoint. It was then that he heard the combination of running water and heart breaking sobs. Deciding that, for once, discretion was the better part of valour, he placed the breakfast tray on the small coffee table, turned, and left his friend undisturbed.
* * * * *Hermione stepped from the shower, expertly twining her hair in the small towel before spell-drying her skin. Wrapping a larger towel around herself, she made her way across the room and stared into the mirror above the sink. “Well, you’re a sight for sore eyes,” she murmured before casting the glamour without a second thought.
She gradually removed the towel from her hair, and with a practiced arc of her wand, the no longer damp mass of curls fell softly over her shoulders. Severus would have chided her for foolish wand waving, but it got the job done.
She padded across the floor to her bedroom, retrieved her jeans and bra from the heap of clothes on the floor and retrieved a pair of knickers from the drawer in the dresser.
* * * * *Padraig stood on the doorstep, nervously shuffling from one foot to the other. He was sure that Minerva had given the game away the night before with her less than shocked welcome when he had appeared at the cottage with Hermione. How would Hermione react to him? Had she already started to ponder their “accidental” meeting? Did she already suspect that all was not what it seemed? Would she still wish to go on the picnic with him? He hoped that she did, as he was longing to take her to the place he went to in order to feel closer to Ophelia.
He didn’t have to wait long before Minerva opened the door to him. “Padraig, please come in.” She stepped back to allow entrance.
“Is she ready?”
“I am,” Hermione replied as she crossed the room to stand between them.
“I thought we might go see Powerscourt House and the waterfall.”
Minerva’s smile turned wistful. “Oh, I remember the first time Albus took me to Powerscourt. It’s a magical place. I can’t believe I forgot to take you there,” she enthused as she held Hermione’s gaze. “You’ll enjoy the gardens, I think, Hermione.”
“Well, if we are to see the house, gardens and waterfall, we need to get going,” Padraig replied as he stepped towards the breakfast bar. “Is this the basket for our picnic?”
Minerva roused herself. “Yes. There’s wine and plenty of food. Go. Have fun, no need to rush back.”
Hermione could have sworn that Minerva “twinkled” as she pushed the pair out of the door. Shaking the thought from her head, she followed Padraig to a secluded spot from which they could Apparate.
* * * * *Severus stepped from the shower and dried himself with a towel before dressing in casual trousers and a black jumper. Steadily, he walked across the room to where his breakfast tray had been left. A casual flick, and the warming charm disappeared. Lifting the silver cover from the food, he smelled the bacon and eggs, breathing deeply before he made short work of the food before him.
Sated, he called Waldo to collect the tray. The house-elf appeared and removed the tray without a word. Severus snorted: at least one of the Malfoy household was keeping quiet.
Slowly, he rose from the chair by the coffee table and shuffled the small distance to the wing-backed chair and resumed his perusal of the old papers. Lucius had kept anything which had a report about Hermione, Draco or Hogwarts.
* * * * *Narcissa watched as Lucius departed for the day: he had another meeting at St Mungo’s, and then he was meeting up with Draco. Satisfied that Lucius wouldn’t be returning, Narcissa decided that now was the time for her to talk with Severus.
* * * * *Severus sat reading an article in a back copy of Potioneer Monthly, scribbling notes on a scrap of paper. The article was causing his ire to build: it was written by a peer with whom he’d had numerous disagreements over formulation and potential enhancements that could be made to some potions. He was so engrossed that he didn’t hear Narcissa enter the room. He jumped when she placed her cool hand on his shoulder.
“I’m sorry, Severus, I didn’t mean to startle you. I was wondering if you would care to join me for lunch later? Perhaps afterwards we could go for a walk around the garden; I liked some ideas from you on where best to situate the garden for your potions ingredients,” Narcissa said quietly.
With a heavy sigh, Severus turned slightly to face her.
“You won’t grant me any peace until I agree, will you?”
“Some say I am a persistent witch.”
Severus snorted. “You, Narcissa, are almost as bloody-minded as Minerva, and let me tell you, she has the fortitude of a mountain goat... much like Albus.” As he mentioned the former headmaster’s name, his head sank towards his chest, and he took a moment to compose himself. “I will join you, Narcissa, not because I want to, but because I wish to placate you.”
“I will leave you alone then; I’ll expect you downstairs at 12:30.”
With a triumphant smile on her lips, Narcissa turned and left Severus to his musing.
* * * * *Hermione stumbled away from Padraig as they arrived at Powerscourt House. After the number of times she’d Side-Along Apparated, she ought to be prepared for arrival by now.
She took a deep breath, taking in the scent of the flowers that surrounded them. Padraig had Apparated them to a secluded spot. Giggling, Hermione made her way out to the clearing.
“I hope we don’t need to come back here to Apparate later today?” she asked.
“No, we’ll visit the waterfall last, by that time there should be fewer Muggles about, and we should be able to just Apparate back to Minerva’s.”
“Well, come on then, let’s go look at this house you are so eager to show me and the gardens that had Minerva turn all whimsical on us.”
Padraig smirked as Hermione headed off: from what Minerva had told him, this must be what Hermione was like before and during the war.
Hermione gasped as the house came into view: she had thought that Russborough was a striking home, but Powerscourt was breath taking. The avenue which led straight up to the Palladian house mirrored the magnificence of their surroundings. Looking about her, Hermione gasped at the beauty of the sculpted gardens.
“Well, if you’re impressed by this, I have no idea how you’re going to respond to our picnic site,” Padraig stated as he led Hermione further up the avenue.
* * * * *Narcissa sat waiting for Severus to join her. Whilst waiting, she contemplated what it was she wanted to say to him. It was as plain as the nose on his face that Severus still cared for the Muggle-born witch. The problem was that when he made his mind up to take one direction, it had always been difficult to sway him in an opposite direction.
Narcissa turned as she heard a tap, tap, tap as Severus approached. She rose and opened the door, waiting for him to arrive.
“Severus.” She stepped aside to allow him to enter. “It’s good to see you out and about. I dare say that you could do with a change to the four walls you normally stare at.”
“Enough small talk, Narcissa, I really am not in the mood for it. Let’s eat, and then you can get to the item at the top of your agenda,” Severus growled as he tried to hide the pain he felt. “Don’t look at me like that, Cissa, I’ve known you for far too long to believe that you don’t have an agenda in mind.”
Narcissa smiled as she made her way back across the room to the table.
“You always were more perceptive than my dear husband.”
“Enough of false platitudes, Narcissa, eat, then we shall talk like grownups.” As if to underline his refusal to talk, Severus picked up a sandwich and began to eat in silence.
* * * * *“So, have you decided when you will go to Spinner’s End yet, Hermione?”
“Padraig, please, I know I need to go to Severus’ home, but...”
“No buts, Hermione, it’ll be part of the healing process. Where’s your Gryffindor bravery?”
Hermione gave Padraig a watery smile. “Severus always referred to the perceived Gryffindor bravery as hell-bent stupidity.”
“Be that as it may, you need to face your perceived demons. I’m sure Spinner’s End will just be your average two-up-two-down, completely insignificant.”
“There’s every chance that he could have left something...”
Padraig wrapped his arms around Hermione’s waist, causing Hermione to stiffen.
“There is a possibility that you will find all sorts of trinkets and treasures; hell, you might even find a picture of him with Lily Evans.”
“Padraig, you’re not helping, you know, with comments like that.”
Gradually she removed Padraig’s arms. Turning to face him, she looked directly at him.
“Padraig, was our meeting truly accidental?”
Padraig held Hermione’s gaze. “Does it matter?”
“It matters to me. I’ve been manipulated and toyed with since I was eleven. I’m not a silly girl; I am a young woman, trying to make sense of the world I live in now, trying to heal after my dreams were torn from me. I can’t just forget Severus; we meant too much to each other.”
“No one is expecting you to completely forget him, Hermione, but hiding in a stone castle, building barriers and keeping those who care for you at arm’s length isn’t living. As I’ve already said, I’m pretty sure Severus would not want you to wallow in pity.”
Hermione’s calm face suddenly coloured with rage.
“You’re just like everybody else. You don’t understand. You witter on about your lost love, but you act like what Severus and I shared was trivial, insignificant... I wanted to be his wife; I wanted to be his passion; I wanted to fulfil his every desire...”
“Then grasp life with both of your hands, Hermione. Follow the dreams you shared; become the woman he saw in you. The fighter; the light of his life; the reason he kept fighting.”
“You really are a piece of work, Padraig. How long has it taken you to get over Ophelia? Oh, hang on, you haven’t got over Ophelia, have you?” she spat. Turning, she ran down the path into the Italian garden, not really caring where she ended up. She had hoped that he was different, that he understood her heartache, but his words confirmed her darkest fears: no one understood how lost she felt without Severus.
As always, I don’t own the Potterverse; it all belongs to JK Rowling and others too numerous to mention. No money is made from this amateur work.
My thanks, as always, go out to Scoffy and Beffy for hand holding, encouraging, and general awesomeness. Beffy helped out when it began to feel like this chapter would never happen. Scoffy, as always, did a wonderful job helping to tweak and twist the words into their current state. Little_beloved then wrapped the whole thing up by mopping up my remaining punctuation errors.
Ladies, as always, you rock my fanfic writing world. You really are the Bee’s Knees.
Hopefully the next chapter will not take as long to write. I’ve left it with a slight cliffie on purpose to try and lure more from the muse.
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57 Reviews | 6.82/10 Average
EXCELLENT!!!!
I look forward to future chapters.....
*applauds* Although I only found this today, may I just say how happy I am that you've picked this up again. It truly is a wonderful story, such a unique take on it. I love how it's progressing, and I hope to see more soon!
Please, oh please tell me that you have not given up on this story? Tell me that the muse is just taking an extended holiday!! I have fallen in love with this story. I usually don't read unfinished stories, but it was on one of my favorite writer's, favorite stories list so I gave it a read. Please update soon; I don't know what I can bribe you with but I'll start with chocolate!
Hmm, an interesting diversion Padraig would make too...
Oh, I am SO glad she didn't proceed with Padraig. He is nice, but she hasn't handled her grief yet. Some people grieve quickly and others linger and embrace their grief. Hermione has to mourn not only the man, but the loss of potential... all her dreams and hopes and wishes disappeared with his "death", and it will take time for her to confront that head-on and respond properly.
Hah! take that P-man! wonderful update. loved the parallel povs. thanks so much
I think it was very telling of the link that Severus and Hermione obviously still share that in the early morning hours, about the same time she was recalling their meeting in the Forest of Dean, Severus was dreaming about making love to her... and both were sad about the way things had turned out, she believing that he was lost to her through death, and he believing himself unfit to be part of her life any longer, that he would hold her back. And both are ashamed of the injuries they received in the final battle. Severus is all too aware of his reduced abilities both physical and magical, and Hermione feels she must apply a glamour to hide her scars.
I approve of Hermione's reaction to Padraig's putting his arms around her waist, and when he urged her to go to Spinner's End so she could began the process of "getting over" Severus I understood exactly how she felt and why.
I can't wait to see what Narcissa says to Severus while they walk in the garden and decide the best place to plant his potions garden. I'm sure he will tell her that he will not tie Hermione to a broken man, but I'm also sure that Narcissa will plant the seeds of recovery in his mind.
I was thrilled to see Severus engrossed in the article in Potioneer Monthly, especially since it was what he considered pure rubbish from a less than talented potions maker. Since he is taking notes on all the things the writer had gotten wrong, I couldn't help but hope that Severus would feel the need to prove the man wrong. There's nothing like a little fire in the belly to get someone moving in the right direction! Once again you've given us a stellar chapter!!! Hugs, Beth
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Aww, Beth, you've brought tears to my eyes.You're the first one to pick up on the fact that the pair were thinking of each other at about the same time of day, fifty points to your house, m'dear. Both feel the loss of the other keenly yet both still have a way to go.Hee hee, trust a fellow chemist to pick up on the fact that the fire in Severus' belly may well be rekindled by the article in the journal, you're right, there is nothing like wanting to prove someone else wrong to get the old heckles up and a certain determination running free.Padraig has one last card to play, I think but I doubt that Hermione will listen to him.Narcissa is of course plotting, Lucius may still have a few home truths to reveal and you should never underestimate a Hufflepuff... even if he has been quiet recently, he has information now, and I dare say he'll use it to light a fire under a certain dour man. Thank you so much for all your encouragement over the last couple of weeks, it means the world to me.Love and HugsSav xo
You (and Narcissa) will find a way to bring them together, right?
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Narcissa does have a plan, Lucius may still have some truths to tell Severus, and you should never underestimate the wisdom of a Hufflepuff Magiotherapist.As for Hermione, Padraig has one more card up his sleeve, and Ginny is waiting back in Scotland to join Hermione in a visit to Spinner's End.All is not lost, this is an SS/HG love story.Thanks for taking time to leave a comment.
I really hope that Narcissa has a plan to convinve him of informing Hermione of him being alive. I ache to see them suffering apart like that.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Aww, Snitchette.Hermione and Severus still have a way to go.Narcissa does have a plan, Lucius may still have a few words to have with Severus... and you should never underestimate what a certain Magiotherapist might have to say on the matter... these Hufflepuff can bite.Thanks for leaving a review.*hugs*
So glad to see an update. It's such a shame that they are both suffering without each other. Look forward to more.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
I'm so sorry it's taken so long to get the next chapter up, the muse went on strike. I'm grabbing every available spare moment at the minute and scribbling or typing the next chapter.Both Severus and Hermione still have a way t go yet, but fear not, this is, most definately, an SS/HG love story.Thanks for taking the time to leave a comment, it's greatly appreciated.
Minerva the matchmaker. Someone tell her Severus is alive.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Minerva isn't really trying to matchmake, she thinks that talking to Padraig will help Hermione move past her obvious and palpable grief over Severus.Thanks for the review. :D
wake up you silly git! lovely update. thanks
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
You're welcome. Severus will slowly wake up, certain people are getting ready to give Severus a well timed kick up the bottom.Thanks for leaving a review. :D
At least Severus is thinking about Hermione and the possibilities for his life, good. I worry that he'll learn about Padraig. I suspect Severus would back off faster than light. I'm such an optimist, huh. Wonderful chapter, I loved it.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Severus may well back off, should he learn about Padraig. Both Severus and Hermione have a long way to go yet.I'm so glad that you are enjoying this fic, Hun. Thanks for the review. :D
Between Lucius and Trewella I hope Sev will see some reason and decide to let Hermione know he's alive. But I'm afraid of Minerva's plans. If he were to have only the sligthtest indication that Hermione is starting to move on, he'll back away more quickly that he can say Legillimens.I trully wonder why he would condemn himself to such a life of misery, why he would deny himself happiness. Of course I know why, but I ache for him, knowing he doesn't deem himself worthy of love. Maybe Trewella will not be enough. Surely there is a psychologist he can meet to help him.Last I'd like to thank you for such a wonderful story.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Ah, yes, Trewella haas yet to put forward his view of events, which will happen in the next chapter. Minerva isn't really trying to get Hermione and Padraig together, her intentions were for Hermione to talk about her feelings with someone who wasn't involved in the battle against Voldemort.Alas, Severus still believes that he doesn't deserve love after what happened with Lily...damn that woman...you've hit the nail on the head, he has to accept that he is worthy of unconditional love.I'm thrilled that you love this story and that it has engaged you enough to review each chapter, I really appreciate your comments and encouragement.*hugs*
Do I sense a little progress here for our favorite Potions Master? After perusing the Advanced Potions text that Hermione had prepared from his own student text, and thinking on the dedication that Hermione had written, Severus was prompted to work on strengthening his control of his magic. Hooray!Lucius certainly gave Severus a determined lecture about how much Hermione loved him, and how foolish he thought it was for Severus to refuse to see her. Good for Lucius! I think his blunt words may have gotten through to Severus a bit, enough to make him think about his recent decisions to remain hidden. This can only be a good thing.With the new found information that Trewella has about Severus' relationship with Hermione, he has some new ideas to get him to work harder to rehabilitate his injured leg and strengthen his magic and his body. This should be interesting, and I can't wait to see how this turns out.Now, just what is Minerva up to? Whatever her plans, it's obvious that Padraig is aware of them, and I can only wonder what the Headmistress has in mind to rescue her protégé from her sadness.Great update! I love it!!! I love it!!! I love it!!! Beth
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Yes, our beloved Potions master is making progress, alas, there is still a long way for him to go yet. He needs to realise that he is worthy of Hermione's unconditional love.Severus was very much keeping to his Slytherin roots when he distracted Lucius with his display of controlling his magic...*sly grin*Lucius has reached his limit, after his conversation with Minerva he realised just how much Hermione cared for Severus, he has also realised that Severus is denying himself a happy future with someone who see's the man behind his myriad layers of protection.Minerva isn't really plotting as such; she believes that encouraging Hermione to spend time with Padraig will help her heal.I'm so glad that you are enjoying this fic, your reviews ALWAYS make my heart swell with joy.Thanks you for your encouragement and advice.*smooches*Sav.
I actually think Lucius is getting through to Severus, slowly. I love this story, look forward to the next chapter.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
, I'm thrilled to hear that you are loving this story.Lucius has made progress, which will be built on in the coming chapters not only by Lucius but also by Trewella and Narcissa.Thanks for the review. :D
I think Narcissa needs to interfere a little! :)
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Ah, Narcissa will do more stirring in the coming chapter. :D
Please do not abandon this story! It's uniqueness alone is good reason to keep writing. You had me crying girl!Now stop dangling the bait in front of us and go write another chapter please.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
The next chapter, Distractions, is currently being polished by my two wonderful beta's.I'm so glad you are enjoying this fic - even if it is making you cry.Never fear i am completely in love with this fic, and although I have had a problem with writers block, I am hoping that the next few chpaters will flow effortlessly.Thank you for taking time to leave a review, it's good to know people are enjoying what I write. :D
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
The next chapter, Distractions, is currently being polished by my two wonderful beta's.I'm so glad you are enjoying this fic - even if it is making you cry.Never fear i am completely in love with this fic, and although I have had a problem with writers block, I am hoping that the next few chpaters will flow effortlessly.Thank you for taking time to leave a review, it's good to know people are enjoying what I write. :D
Loving it!
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
*blushes* thank you, distractions, the next chapter is currently being polished by my two wonderful, talented beta's.Thanks for letting me know you are enjoying this fic.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
*blushes* thank you, distractions, the next chapter is currently being polished by my two wonderful, talented beta's.Thanks for letting me know you are enjoying this fic.
Cat's out of the bag, so what keeps them from contacting her?
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
<i>So what keeps them from contacting her?</i>Lucius is determined to leave it to Severus as to whether he wishes for people to know he has survived the bite or not. He feels that he owes Severus that much after what he has done for the Malfoy family.Thanks for leaving a review.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
<i>So what keeps them from contacting her?</i>Lucius is determined to leave it to Severus as to whether he wishes for people to know he has survived the bite or not. He feels that he owes Severus that much after what he has done for the Malfoy family.Thanks for leaving a review.
Are they going to contact Hermione soon?
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Lucius believes that Severus should have the choice over whether he reveals that he has survived or not.Thanks for leaving a review.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Lucius believes that Severus should have the choice over whether he reveals that he has survived or not.Thanks for leaving a review.
Wonderful story.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
*blushes*Thank you, the next chapter is currently flitting between myself and my wonderful beta's.I have the next three chapters outlined so hopefully they will flow a little quicker.Thanks for leaving a review.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
*blushes*Thank you, the next chapter is currently flitting between myself and my wonderful beta's.I have the next three chapters outlined so hopefully they will flow a little quicker.Thanks for leaving a review.
Wonder when they will put two and two together and get the correct answer
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Ahhh it will take time. There is some more angst to come.Thanks for leaving a review.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Ahhh it will take time. There is some more angst to come.Thanks for leaving a review.
He needs Hermione therapy!
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
That he does, it may take some time though.Thanks for the review. :D
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
That he does, it may take some time though.Thanks for the review. :D
Where there is no body, there is always hope.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Indeed, though Hermione is caught up in her grief at the minute.Thanks for leaving a review.
Response from savine_snape (Author of Come Back To Me)
Indeed, though Hermione is caught up in her grief at the minute.Thanks for leaving a review.