30- Correspondence
Chapter 31 of 84
Good_WitchHarry and Ginny go public, and Ginny confides in Hermione. Hermione's order arrives and she writes a letter to Snape. He gets a surprise along with her homework, and rises to the challenge.
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Chapter 30- Correspondence
Sunday morning, Hermione flopped onto the bench at the Gryffindor table across from Ron. "Morning, Ron."
He looked up at her and absently rippled his fingers in greeting as he mumbled, "Hey, 'Mione." His expression was thoughtful and he looked as if he hadn't slept well. Hermione rather thought she had an inkling of why.
"Everything all right?" Hermione gazed at him as she dished up some eggs. He blinked at her and frowned.
"Yeah, sure." He looked sharply at the doorway, scowling. Hermione reached across the table and laid a hand on Ron's arm. He jerked his eyes back to her. "What?"
Gently, Hermione said, "Ron, please don't be like this. You know it will just make everyone unhappy. Look, Ginny never really got over him, and she's been hoping to get back together for some time now. It's for the best, really. Now that he's got Ginny, he'll finally stop trailing after me. And we all know that's for the best too." Ron looked at her with mutinous eyes. Hermione sighed. "Please, Ron? Give them a chance. Let them make each other happy."
Ron scowled at his plate. "She's my baby sister!"
"Who is anything but a baby now. She's a young woman, Ron. She knows what she wants, and after all we've been through, she can handle it. She's not a child. None of us have been for a while now." Her voice was tinged with sadness for their lost childhoods. Ron made an impatient movement with his shoulders.
"It was weird the first time they were together, and it's weird now. He's my best friend. I love him, you know? But she's my sister. And I know that if anything bad happens, I'll be on her side, and that kills me!"
Hermione sighed in exasperation. "Why do you think something bad will happen? The war is over..."
Ron cut her off with a hiss. "I mean, if he hurts her, I'll have to hurt him!"
Rolling her eyes at his theatrics, Hermione leant forward. "Dear, I must remind you that if he hurts her, she'll be the one to hurt him, not you. Have you forgotten her hexing prowess? No? Well, neither has Harry, I guarantee it." She snorted. "They have a history, Ron. It's complicated, but it's theirs. Don't interfere. Please." She gazed at him eloquently and Ron finally sank in on himself. He nodded his capitulation and sulked.
After a moment of silence, he muttered, "I just can't believe he had the gall to come in so late last night after I'd already all but caught them in the common room." Hermione's eyebrows shot up.
Musingly, she murmured, "But, I caught them in the common room..."
Ron squinted at her and said, "What time? And how did you catch them?"
Hermione leant in again and whispered, "I had to use the Cloak and they were there when I came back. I just tossed the Cloak on... the couch and went to my room. I must have got back around 12:00 or so."
Ron scowled and growled, "He didn't come to bed until after 1:00. Gods, I don't even want to think about what they were doing... ugh!"
Hermione closed her eyes in sympathy and patted his arm ruefully. Ron shook himself and applied himself to his breakfast again, obviously determined to distract himself from that image. Hermione fought a smile and began spreading jam on her toast. She glanced up to the High Table, but Snape wasn't there yet. Well, it was early, so she wasn't too surprised.
She had pretty much finished her breakfast a while later, but she was dawdling, hoping to see Snape before she left. That was why she was still there when Harry and Ginny walked in together. They had been holding hands and smiling as they chatted, but when they saw Hermione and Ron at the table, they furtively dropped each other's hands and awkwardly approached the table, flushing uncomfortably.
Hermione, in a valiant effort to ease their feelings, smiled brightly at them and offered a cheerful "Morning, you two!" She was greeted by muttered, "Hi, 'Mione"s. Ron clenched his teeth and stiffly turned to them.
Harry sat by Ron and Ginny by Hermione. Both of them were warily glancing between the other two. Hermione lightly said, "So, did I see you two holding hands on the way in?" Ron's jaw line throbbed and he stared at his plate stoically. Ginny and Harry turned uncertain expressions on Hermione. She smiled reassuringly and added, "I hope so. You two really fit well together." She tried to ignore the furtive glance they exchanged that resulted in renewed blushing.
Ginny looked at Harry inquiringly and he bravely retorted, "Uh, yeah. We were. Um, we're... together again." He shot Ginny a soft look and a lopsided smile. She relaxed and smiled back, before glancing at her obviously uncomfortable brother and sobering again. Harry sat tensely beside Ron.
Pointedly, Hermione said, "That's wonderful! Isn't it, Ron? Aren't you glad that two people you care so much about are happy?" She eyed him sternly. He rolled his eyes petulantly and huffed.
Finally, he ground out, "Yeah. It's spiffing." Ginny rolled her eyes at Ron, but cast a grateful gaze at Hermione. Hermione nodded and squeezed Ginny's arm under the table.
They all sat, frozen, for several long moments. Finally, Hermione ventured, "So, are you all going to practice Quidditch today, since yesterday was busy?"
The other three slowly began to discuss the merits of the idea, and Hermione fell back into the background as usual, relieved that they were at least talking. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of black. She turned her head to see Snape stalking to his seat at the High Table. He sat and began serving himself from the platters before him. After a moment, he looked up and saw Hermione watching him. She saw the faintest ripple of acknowledgement cross his face before she saw an odd succession of expressions that she didn't quite understand.
His eyes had widened a bit, before narrowing again. His shoulders tensed and his lips thinned. She could see his breathing get faster and shallower. Then, a faint flush of colour stole over his cheeks, and he shook his hair forward almost sheepishly. But, it was when he averted his gaze and blinked rapidly that Hermione was really confused.
What was that all about? Puzzled, she reached for the teapot and began making her "tonic." Snape furtively glanced up again and saw it. The tension in his shoulders drained away, and he took a deep breath, regaining his composure. Offering him a tiny smile, she took the first sip of her tea, as he was hastening to prepare his cup. After they had both partaken of their brews, she sighed and realized she should get started on her work. She stood, noting that the other three were apparently back to normal, animatedly talking about Quidditch, and tossed them a, "See you all later."
They all turned to say goodbye, but Ginny jumped to her feet and followed Hermione quickly. Casting a glance over her shoulder at the boys who were watching them, Ginny whispered, "We're going to wait till Tuesday evening's practice after all, and I was wondering if you'd be around later. I'd kind of like to talk to you, if you don't mind." Her bright brown eyes begged silently. Hermione smiled and nodded.
"Sure, just come by whenever. I'll probably be studying in my room today." Ginny squeezed Hermione's arm gratefully and flew back to the table, jumping back into the conversation. Hermione glanced one last time at the High Table and was startled to see Snape staring oddly at Ginny. He suddenly flicked his eyes toward Hermione and started, looking... guilty? Snape averted his gaze and seemed absorbed in his breakfast, making Hermione look around hurriedly, afraid someone had seen them looking at each other. She didn't see anyone staring at her, so she made her way out of the Hall and back to her room, wondering why Snape had seemed so...odd.
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Later that day, Hermione was interrupted in her studies by a knock at her door. She opened it to find Ginny standing there, full of pent-up nervous energy. "Hi, Gin. Come on in." The younger girl stood awkwardly until Hermione sat cross-legged on her bed, her back against the headboard. Ginny glanced at the armchair at the foot of the bed, but shook her head. She bounced onto the end of the bed, tucking her feet under her, facing Hermione. The two girls stared at each other silently.
Finally, Ginny said, "Thanks."
Quietly, Hermione asked, "For what?"
Ginny grimaced and looked about the room, flushing, "Oh, you know. For last night. And for this morning. And, well, just for helping. I know you talked to Ron... Oh, bugger, 'Mione... thank you for not wanting Harry! If you had, I'd never have got him back." She looked at Hermione, both defiant and ashamed. "Are you really okay with it? I mean, really?" Hermione could see the girl steeling herself for the worst.
Laughing, she said, "Ginny! I think it's wonderful! And I hope Harry realizes what a great thing he's got this time and doesn't cock things up again." She smiled at the abject relief in Ginny's eyes.
Ginny chewed her lip and murmured, "We... we were... together again... last night." She glanced up at Hermione and her eyes glowed with remembered joy. "It was better than I remembered!" Hermione looked away, slightly embarrassed. Ginny leant forward. "'Mione, I wanted him so much. And he wanted me again! It was incredible. I can't tell you how perfect it was, being with him like that..." Hermione suddenly felt all of her inexperience weighing on her. She felt left out. Glancing up again, she saw the rapt light in Ginny's eyes being drowned by tears. Concerned, she reached out and gripped Ginny's hand.
"Gin? You okay?"
Ginny sniffed and smiled. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she said, "I'm great! I've never been better. Gods, I know now... I love him, 'Mione. I really love him." She sniffed again, gazing at Hermione in delighted wonder. Hermione smiled back.
She scooted closer to Ginny and hugged her friend, murmuring, "I understand. I know how you feel. It is amazing..."
Ginny pulled back and blinked at Hermione in confusion. "You know? Are you in love with him? I thought you said you weren't..."
Hermione's brows shot up and she hastened to reassure Ginny. "No! No, I'm not in love with Harry. He's all yours, and may all happiness be yours..."
Still unconvinced, Ginny cut her off, "Then how do you know? How can you understand?" Hermione looked away, flushing. She backed away from Ginny and began rooting around for a handkerchief to give her. Ginny tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. "Who are you in love with?"
Hermione jumped and turned her back on Ginny, making a show of searching for a handkerchief. "Nobody! I just meant that I can imagine how you must feel, and I'm happy for you." She turned and thrust a clean hankie at Ginny. Desperate to change the subject, she eyed the redhead sternly and said, "However, I cannot condone you two getting busy in the common room! What if a first year had walked in? Or Ron? What if he had come back down while you two were practically wearing each other?"
Immediately distracted by the need to defend herself, Ginny retorted, "You're the one who covered us with the Cloak!"
Hermione added, "But that doesn't stop sound, and it could easily have moved off you!"
Ginny tossed her head and glared at Hermione. "Well, for your information, we didn't do it there in the common room anyway. We're not completely stupid! We used the Cloak to find somewhere more... private." She lifted her chin and eyed Hermione pointedly.
Hermione's eyes widened. "You were out after curfew?"
Ginny smirked and drawled, "Spare me the Head Girl tirade, 'Mione, or need I remind you that you were the one coming in from your little jaunt after hours?"
Hotly, Hermione spat, "But I wasn't off having sex!" She gasped at the thought of sneaking to Snape's quarters to seduce him. She so stunned herself that she almost missed Ginny's vehement retort.
"It wasn't just sex! I love him! We were making love! There's a difference, you know!" Tears glistened in Ginny's eyes as Hermione blinked at her blankly.
Hermione crossed to her friend and sat gently by her, laying an apologetic hand on her arm. Chastened, she said, "I know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. I just don't want you lot to get in trouble. After everything that we've all been through, it would be criminal for you two to get expelled now for shagging, of all things!"
Ginny calmed down and sniffed again, nodding. Impulsively, she hugged Hermione and whispered, "I'm sorry I yelled at you. I know you're just trying to be a good friend. I promise we'll be careful."
Hermione pulled back, her brow creased with worry. "Ginny! Speaking of careful, please tell me you took precautions and you can't get pregnant!"
Ginny grinned and mused, "You know, Harry asked the same thing. Isn't he wonderful? It's okay. I've been on the weekly potion since the first time we were together." Hermione exhaled gustily in relief.
"Oh, thank Merlin..."
Ginny snorted. "Come on, 'Mione. Give me some credit. I'm not a little girl." She smirked at her.
Hermione quirked one corner of her mouth at Ginny and said ruefully, "Funny, that's just what I said to Ron this morning." Both girls laughed, and harmony was restored. Ginny stood.
"Thanks for everything. I'll let you get back to it. Um, can I talk to you about things? You know, if I need someone to talk to? I mean, you know you can talk to me about anything, right?"
Hermione smiled and nodded. "Of course. But, please don't be offended if I don't want to hear the gory details."
Ginny laughed and waggled her eyebrows at Hermione. "Fine. But don't be offended if you get with someone and I do want to hear the gory details!" Hermione affected a look of outraged dignity and Ginny snorted. "I'll see you later."
Hermione watched Ginny leaving and called out "Bye!" as the door shut behind her.
Wearily, Hermione sank into her desk chair and heaved a deep sigh. Mercy! I can't believe how close she got to finding out that something's up! She ran a hand over her face and through her hair. I hope she'll get distracted enough now that she won't be so damned keen on everything! Silently sending a kiss to Snape, Hermione bent back over her desk, getting back to work.
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Monday morning, Hermione got some responses from some of the photo shops she had contacted. Ginny eyed her interestedly again, saying, "So, are you going to be getting mail all the time now?"
Hermione just shrugged and said, "I told you I'm working on some stuff for Christmas. So, unless you want me to forget about giving you anything, I'd advise you to stop bugging me about it!" She cast an aggrieved look at her friend, seeing the other girl wrinkle her nose and stick her tongue out at her. Hermione snorted and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, that's the way to convince us of your maturity..." Ginny made another face at her, and they both laughed.
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Tuesday morning, Hermione was pleased when an owl dropped a package from Fred and George on her breakfast plate. Gingerly wiping fried potatoes off the package, she smiled that Slytherin smile again.
Perfect! Opening the package, she read the note included and shook her head fondly at the twins.
"Hermione,
Here's your order. Your change is included. You're right, we're not thieves, or Mum would have our guts for garters. She's got an uncanny knack for finding out about our antics anymore. But, lately she's been off track, likely because she's so excited about Ron and Ginny being in the play. Really, we're not quite sure how we feel about our relations being in something like that. At least they haven't disgraced us completely, like a certain prat who sha'n't be named. Dad's over the moon, of course, since it's doing something Muggle.
At any rate, we can't help but admit we're curious about why you want our ink. Could the Head Girl be up to something clandestine? We know, not bloody likely. Actually, we figure they're for gifts, since Christmas is right around the corner. Speaking of, it's a ruddy shame you lot can't leave Hogwarts for Christmas. We've been testing some new party crackers and we were hoping to try them out with everyone at home.
As for discretion... You wound us! Having to mention it? Really, Hermione, have you met us? We're the poster children for discretion! How long did we keep our business a secret from Mum? And that's saying something, since she's so blasted suspicious. Thestrals couldn't drag it out of us, honest! There, having reminded you of our utter trustworthiness, we'll leave off with a wish for you all to have a Happy Christmas, and, any time you want to send any business our way, feel free! Thanks for your order.
Sincerely, Fred and George Weasley
Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes"
Hermione hurriedly stuffed the package in her bag. A frisson of anticipation ran through her as she thought about writing letters to Snape. Inordinately pleased with her stop-gap solution, she went about her business that day with a bounce in her step.
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That night, she secluded herself in her room to write her first letter to Snape. She dug out the package and read the instructions that came with the ink.
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Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes has taken that problem into consideration and has come up with an ingenious solution. Write with our ink, finish what you're writing, and then simply tap the page with your wand and say Celo. Instantly, the page looks blank! Your correspondence is completely safe from prying eyes until the counterspell is cast. To reveal the hidden ink, again tap the page with your wand and say Aperio. Everything will instantly reappear! The added benefit of Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes' Disappearing Ink is that the spells can be used more than once. So, you can write, conceal that writing, reveal it, and then conceal it again to keep it safe.
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Hermione chuckled to herself and began writing, humming happily under her breath. It seemed that her Potions homework just might have some extra parchment along with it when she turned it in the next morning.
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Hermione struggled to hold in the grin that kept threatening to erupt on her lips as she entered Potions Wednesday morning. She waited stoically until Snape had given the class instructions and everyone moved to gather ingredients and turn in their homework. Discreetly letting others ahead of her, she stepped up to his desk and paused after she deposited her homework parchment on the stack.
Snape, of course, was completely aware of Hermione's presence, even though he was managing to not watch her. As she stepped up to his desk, he involuntarily inhaled deeply, trying to breathe her in. When he noticed that she hadn't moved away after turning in her homework, he glanced up, his scowl in place, puzzled. In an icy tone, he drawled, "What is it, Miss Granger? Why are you standing here instead of following my instructions?" His black eyes held hers questioningly and he could sense her suppressed excitement.
In a properly polite voice, Hermione spoke, holding out a small box that held a bottle of ink and a folded paper. "Sir, I wanted to thank you again for lending me your ink when mine ran out. I would like to repay you for your kindness. Please allow me to replace the bottle I used. This is for you, sir." She cast her eyes down, the model of submission, but after her little speech, she looked up and sent him the tiniest of winks.
Snape's brows rose in surprise. Blankly, he stared at the box. He was perplexed, but he knew, especially after that wink, that he should accept the ink. He still felt a pang of guilt about what he had done to her ink, but he quickly masked it. Slowly reaching to take it from her, he murmured, "Very well, Miss Granger. I must say that I am surprised that you managed to display the common courtesy of restitution. Perhaps there is a modicum of hope for the manners of your generation." He rolled his eyes scathingly and Hermione ducked her head again, hiding her dancing eyes.
Bobbing a curtsey, she said, "Yes, sir. Thank you." Then, she spun and proceeded to gather her ingredients for the day. Snape opened a drawer and placed the box of ink in it. But, before he closed the drawer, he unfolded the paper, reading the instructions on how to use the ink.
Disappearing ink? What the blazes... Snape's brow furrowed. He glanced up through his hair to watch Hermione beginning her work. A small, rather smug smile was hovering on her lips. She suddenly looked up and caught him peering at her. One corner of her mouth quirked up higher and one eyebrow twitched at him meaningfully. She inclined her head in the slightest of nods. Snape looked back down at the instructions. His eyes widened in astonishment as a surge swept through him.
That little minx! Oh, she's clever... He closed the drawer thoughtfully and gazed at the stack of homework. Sour sneer firmly in place, he gathered the stack and dragged it in front of him. He saw Hermione pause and glance up, tense with anticipation. He began thumbing through them, matching up each assignment with each student in class. As he came to Hermione's, he noticed that it was even thicker than usual. Pulling it from the stack, he flipped through it, noting that there were several blank pages at the end. Shaking his head at her audacity, he took that moment to begin a trek through the room, checking progress. He saw Hermione shrink in on herself in disappointment. As he passed her, he paused and said silkily, "Focus, Miss Granger. Don't let your distraction lose points for Gryffindor."
Hermione nodded and set her teeth in determination. Snape glided away, but cast a glance back at her, satisfied that she was working with her usual precision and grace. After a few acid, barked comments, some lost House points, and several aggrieved sighs, he made his way back to his desk, where he sank into his seat languidly. He was pleased to note that Hermione was no longer watching him, but was instead absorbed in her task. Covertly, he pulled his wand out and barely intoned, "Aperio," as he tapped the parchment. Hermione's clear, crisp handwriting filled the page with a suddenness that made him start in alarm. Hastily, he tapped it again and muttered, "Celo." Instantly, the page was blank. He exhaled in relief and appreciation of her subterfuge. He gazed about the room again, looking for distracted students, before he turned his attention back to the page. Furtively whispering "Aperio" again, he rocked back in his seat, tingles of feelings threading through him as he read the first words in amazement.
"Severus my love,"
He glanced up at Hermione, his chest and throat tightening. A love letter? He had never in his life received a love letter! He felt a suspicious prickling in his eyes and blinked furiously. Deliberately rebuilding his composure, he looked back at his first love letter in cautious wonder. As he read, he continually flicked his eyes between the page and the class, hyper-paranoid that he would somehow be caught.
"It's so hard to just look at you and not be able to talk to you or be close to you! Just like last Saturday, when I left dinner early, I couldn't tell you why, and I wanted to so badly. But, I guess it's a good thing after all, since that's what gave me the idea to get this ink so I could at least write to you. It may gall you to believe it, but Fred and George are good for something!"
He glanced at Hermione, who was working, chewing her lower lip, and snorted disdainfully. He swept the room once again before dropping his gaze back to the letter.
"I can just hear you snorting now."
Snape's surprise was betrayed by a slight jump. His eyes widened dazedly and he sent a rather aggrieved glare at the oblivious Hermione before he continued reading.
"And I can picture that eyebrow arching too. Mmm, I love that eyebrow. Like I said before, you're sexy when you're snarky."
Snape consciously lowered his eyebrow, piqued that she had him so pegged. Then, he blinked rapidly, assimilating the fact that she had just written that he was "sexy when he's snarky"! He felt his lip curl in scathing denial, but he stopped as he realized that was precisely what she was talking about! He felt his palms start to sweat and his pulse increase in his unease about reacting exactly how she thought he would. Trying to fight his natural impulses, just to prove her wrong...she was right when she said he "so liked to have the upper hand"...he kept reading.
"I can't wait until rehearsal Friday. More importantly, I can't wait until I get to come to your quarters to do your hair. I really miss you."
He paused, inhaling against the constriction in his throat. He eyed her through his hair, silently answering her. Gods, Hermione, I miss you as well. He held back the indulgent smile that wanted to surface and turned back to the letter.
"I have a confession to make... I kept the nightgown I wore the night we were together to sleep with it under my pillow. It smells like you, and I love it. I just think about being close to you, and how perfect it felt when you were wrapped around me, and... it does things to me. I feel that tingle deep inside, and I relive our liaison in that alley."
Snape closed his eyes at the memory. He felt the heat building in his loins. His nostrils flared as he remembered her scent, her warmth, her softness, her taste, the sound of her voice as she reached orgasm under his hands. He stifled a groan at the tight pinching of his trousers against his now throbbing cock. Swallowing against a suddenly dry throat, his eyes opened and returned inexorably to the letter.
"I don't think you fully comprehend just how eagerly I am anticipating finishing school! Mmm, I can just picture the intensity in those incredible black eyes of yours. You make me feel so good... and I can't wait until you can make me feel that kind of good again."
Snape felt his breathing go shallow and he glanced at Hermione, his eyes blazing. Shaking her head a bit, she glanced up at him and gasped at his expression. They locked eyes, and Hermione felt her knickers get drenched as she shuddered under his fiery gaze. Hermione licked her lips and took a deep breath as she vainly tried to focus on her work again. Snape smirked as he watched the flush creep up her neck to suffuse her cheeks. Shifting against the uncomfortable tightness of his trousers, he looked down again at the letter.
"You know, I'll bet you've got the wickedest little smile on those talented lips of yours right now. Gods, I want to feel them again!"
His smirk vanished. Scowling that she again had gauged his reaction so well, he had to reread the second sentence before he comprehended the meaning. Then, he felt another surge of sensation and he unconsciously licked his lips. He wanted to oblige her desire to feel his lips, sweet Merlin, how much he wanted to do that...
"You must be so smug that you've got me so completely under your spell... Gee, I can just hear my mum now, 'Oh! Under your spell! How ironic!'"
He snorted again and shook his head, rolling his eyes at the unfortunately true absurdity of it.
"Don't roll your eyes, dearest...it isn't dignified."
Finally, he huffed and rocked back again in his seat, crossing his arms, annoyed. Damn her anyway! How did the little minx get in his head so easily? Because you want her there? Oh. Well. There is that. He watched Hermione again, pensively. She looked up periodically and flashed him tentative smiles. She didn't quite know what to make of his speculative gaze, but she kept her mind on her task as best she could, knowing he would be quick to chastise her otherwise. Eventually, Snape turned his attention back to her letter.
"I wonder when you'll read this. Are you at your desk in class? Are you in your office? Or are you lounging in front of your fire?
Have I told you how much I love your quarters? You really have quite elegant taste. Those tapestries are beautiful. I'd love to sit across from you in one of those comfy chairs and just enjoy the silence with you, reading one of your innumerable rare books. It would be so comforting to look up and see you, those long legs propped up on an ottoman, your hair shadowing your face in the glow from the fire, and those amazing fingers caressing the fragile pages."
He took a deep breath and sighed. His mind wandered over the images she had created. The tranquil domesticity was enticingly attractive after his life of tense intrigue and espionage. Just like that time when she had made his tea and they had sat together so comfortably. Was that really how this all began? he mused. His face was almost peaceful as he thought about spending time with Hermione like that. His lips not quite smiling, but definitely relaxed, he read more.
"Oh my... those fingers! Just... wow. I remember the feel of them yet! Gods, you've got me squirming here..."
Suddenly, the erection in his lap gave a vehement jump. All thoughts of tame, domestic joys were quashed by thoughts of intimate, sensual delights. The very fingers she talked of gave an involuntary twitch along the parchment.
"I had no idea I could feel like this. It's hard to believe that it's been barely one short month since I realized my feelings for you. I'm going to have to send a thank you to the Ministry..."
The force of his love for her felt as if it would burst from his chest. He clenched his jaw to hold in the indulgent smile that threatened to appear, especially since he had echoed her sentiment previously. Indeed. This time, the Ministry did something good for a change... His eyes sparked with amusement as he looked back at the parchment.
"I can't wait for rehearsal. Of course, we'll have to do our best to tamp down our feelings, with Dumbledore right there."
His amusement dissipated quickly at the sobering thought of the headmaster figuring out what was between them. He closed his eyes tightly and summoned his inner discipline, willing his inopportune erection away. As he regained control over his body, he swept an inscrutable gaze around the room again. Sternly reminding himself to stay disciplined, he returned to the letter.
"But, no matter what the situation is that calls for it, I will always welcome the chance to be near you, especially if you can touch me. Do you feel the tingle and spark when we touch? It sings through me."
So much for control. An answering flash of sensation washed over him, revitalizing his erection and obliterating his meticulous façade of self-control.
"And I love the way I can feel you looking at me. How else could I have known where you were hiding in the Hall at rehearsal, or known you were watching me from the dungeon stairs when I was talking to Ginny?"
He shook his head in wonder. I remember that! It was strange. She's just full of surprises...
"I've never felt anything like it before, and I can't help but think it must be something special. Then again, I think you're something special, so it must come with the territory."
Snape sat back and closed his eyes. His fierce affection for her was fraught with the sickening fear that she would leave when she found out he wasn't anything special after all. Fighting down the panic that rose at the thought of being without her, he swallowed and doggedly read on.
"Stop it. I know you're doubting me. Just stop it! I can just see you getting all grim again, not believing the way I feel about you."
He shot a piercing glance at her, unnerved by her ability to read him, even before he had the chance to react! Feeling the small hairs on the back of his neck stand up, he warily looked back to the letter.
"I love you. All of you. I know you have done things in the past that you're not proud of, and that's okay. It's in the past, and you're a different person now. Like I've said before, I forgive you everything. You made the right decisions when they counted, and that speaks volumes about who you are. I've always respected you, but now, I admire you more than ever, and I love you in a way I have never felt before. I don't want it ever to end, Severus. I can only hope you feel the same..."
Goose flesh rose along his body, joining the hairs on the back of his neck at attention. He felt like he couldn't breathe. Once again, he was reeling on a precipice, ready to tip forward and drown in the love and affection he felt both for and from Hermione. His soul screamed his devotion. I do feel the same, my love! I've never felt like this before either. I hope it never ends. I don't know what I would do if you left me... He screwed his eyes shut in pain at the thought and sighed deeply. Swallowing against the lump in his throat, he continued reading.
"I had no idea I could feel this happy. I just want to yell and laugh with joy, and tell the world I love you. The only thing keeping me from perfect contentment is that we have to keep us a secret and I can't be with you like I so want to be."
It was like a balm to soothe his soul. To think that he, the black-hearted bat of the dungeons could make someone happy...
"And I do want to be with you, Severus. I think about it far too much. It's quite distracting to find oneself going about with damp knickers all the time..."
Snape nearly choked at the electric jolt in his groin. The fervent desire to experience Hermione in the most intimate way possible throbbed in his veins.
"Ooo, I think I heard that sharp inhalation, my love. You like that idea, don't you? I do. Shall I share something with you? Hmm, I think I will..."
Snape tore his gaze away from the parchment to stare incredulously at Hermione. Good gods! I can't believe her! Merlin, help me, what is she going to say now?
"I know I already told you how much I like your quarters, but I hadn't yet mentioned how divine I think that rug you have before the hearth is. It looks so rich and soft and luxurious. Just the sort of thing I'd love to feel against my skin as you press me to the floor with the weight of your body covering mine..."
Snape cradled his head in his hands and stifled a groan. He could hear the roar of his blood rushing in his ears. Erotic images flashed against his closed eyelids. It was a torment of the best kind. Steeling himself, he repeatedly took calm, steadying breaths, until he was at least at a point where he wasn't about to launch himself across his desk to snatch her up and deflower her right there in front of the rest of the Advanced Potions class. Practically mesmerized, he was drawn back to the letter.
"What's wrong, beloved? Is your throat dry? Mmm, that's what comes from such panting, you know. I wish I were there to find out whether or not you want me right now. I know just how to check... If I pressed my body against yours, would I find something hot and hard between us? Every time I've felt that, it's sent shocks of pleasure through me. You make me want you more and more."
Violently propelling himself away from the desk, Snape agitatedly ran a hand through his lank black locks. He glowered at the swift, apprehensive glances the students cast his way at the noise. Hermione glanced up, and her brown eyes glinted with a knowing look. She tilted her head forward again, but peeked up at Snape through her lashes as she continued working.
Snape was breathing raggedly, and he was discreetly trying to adjust his painfully pinched cock under cover of his desk. Desperately, he glared around the classroom, until his erection subsided enough for him to circulate again. He avoided looking at the parchment again, almost afraid of what else she may have included. As he stood to begin his circuit of the room, he furtively tapped the letter and uttered, "Celo." Heaving a relieved sigh as the writing disappeared, he stepped off the dais and glared at Hermione. Studiously keeping her expression blank, Hermione crowed with delight to herself at the success of her plan.
A while later, Snape arrived back at his desk. Curtly reminding the class of the time remaining, he gracefully sank into his seat, scanning the room again. He toyed with the idea of reading more of the letter, but he realized it was likely a dangerous prospect, given the turn Hermione's writing had taken. Idly, he stacked the other homework with it and stalked to his office, leaving them on his desk there. He spent the rest of the class period lightly drumming one hand's fingers on the desk while resting his chin in his other hand, apparently lost in thought. Finally, as the period ended, and the students were cleaning their stations and turning in their samples, he swept to his office door, glaring from that vantage point.
Hermione was surprised that he had vacated his desk like that, but as she glanced at his agitated expression, she smothered a smirk that he might be eager to get out of there to finish reading her letter. I wonder how far he got... Acceding to his supposed wishes, she briskly gathered her things and exited the classroom with the rest of the students, not even attempting to remain behind to talk to him. Snape watched her leave with a mixture of feelings. As the room emptied, the foremost one was relief, and he locked the door and retreated to his office. Eagerly grabbing her letter, he distractedly strode through his office, through his lab, and into his quarters.
As soon as he saw the alpaca rug before the hearth, he groaned and felt his cock throb again. Feverishly, he dropped onto his favourite chair and revealed the writing again. His aching cock twitched as he read the next words.
"I want to explore you. I want to learn the details of your flesh, the secrets of your body. I want to know what will drive you mad with desire, and what will quell the hunger I create. I want to memorize every contour of your muscles, feeling them flex and twitch under my touch. I want to turn you into a shuddering bundle of nerves, until you can't bear it any longer and you snap, exploding with passion and taking me to dizzying heights of rapture!"
Snape's head rolled back and he exhaled harshly, his need growing along with his desire. Gazing ruefully at the dark stone ceiling, he thought, Bloody hell! Have mercy! Reaching within his robes to adjust his straining cock, he closed his eyes and hissed at the jolt of pleasure he evoked.
"Are you all right, love? Have you a problem, the solution for which you may need to take matters into your own hands?"
His hand was still resting on the bulge in his trousers and his eyes narrowed. Bloody teasing minx! That's cold...
"Don't glare at me like that, Severus; it wouldn't do if your face got stuck that way."
His lip curled in a mocking gesture and he rolled his eyes, his hand squeezing and stroking against his confined erection.
"I have to say... I've found myself in the same predicament as you many times over. The only way I've managed to keep from throwing myself at you in front of everyone is to... take matters into my own hands. Let's just say that my evening baths have become much more relaxing, in a different way, and that it's a good thing the house-elves who change the bedding are discreet."
His eyes closed involuntarily. The images of Hermione pleasuring herself in the bath and in her bed flooded his mind, and his stroking became more urgent. Knowing that she was aroused like that, because of him, and that she succumbed to the need as well served to heighten his arousal such that he found himself coming, crying out in surprise and relief. The wet warmth spread through his trousers and he came down from the peak of his lust, rueful that he had just shot in his pants like a randy teenager. Sheepishly casting a cleansing charm on himself and his clothes, he slowed his laboured breathing and hoped his face wasn't flushed from his unexpected activity. Noticing that he only had about ten minutes before his next class arrived, he turned his attention back to her letter, hoping he could finish it before he went back to the classroom.
"Mmm, that makes me wonder about your bedding. That's the one room I haven't seen in your quarters. Will I get to see it, dear? When? Is it too much of a temptation to let me in there now?"
He snorted. Damn right it's too much of a temptation!
"I wish I knew what it looked like, so I could picture you in bed. You're so peaceful when you sleep. Did you know that? I want to be able to imagine you in those delicious satin trousers, sprawled in a comfortable bed, sleeping soundly, those long locks spread across the pillow, the lines of strain and worry in your face smoothed away. And I'd love to picture myself there with you, curled up beside you, blissfully watching you sleep. I want to see you wake up. I want to see those deep black eyes open and find me smiling at you."
He found himself smiling at the wonderful thought of doing exactly as she said.
"I want to see your normally stern face transform into that delightful smile you have. You really should smile more, dearest. It's truly charming."
Embarrassed, he tried to wipe the grin off his face at her compliment, but couldn't. Instead, he felt heat rising to his cheeks as he grinned like an idiot, and barrelled on.
"Gods! I hate having to be patient! How ever did you manage all you did over the years? You must have more patience than I could ever dream of having. That, and self-control. I am in awe of your self-control. I know you're brave enough to be a Gryffindor...oh, stop grimacing!...but your ability to think under pressure and consider all the angles is distinctly Slytherin."
He huffed in dark amusement at her interjection, reflecting that she was right to think he'd be insulted to be compared with a Gryffindor. Smirking in unconscious pride at her appreciation of his Slytherin talents, he thought, Patience is a virtue, and it's pretty much the only one I have, love. I thought it best to refine it and perfect it over the long, hard years. Be glad you never had to suffer the circumstances that necessitated such persistence... His face drooped almost sadly and he read on.
"Perhaps I need some tutelage in the wily ways of the snake from the best of the lot. What do you think, my love? Can you help me learn to be more methodical and... calculating? I think it would serve us in good stead in our current situation."
Unexpectedly, Snape threw his head back and laughed aloud. Still shaking with chuckles, he mused, Oh, my dear, I would love to teach you the ways of the snake, but I doubt it's the same snake you mean! He snorted and regained his composure, only a faint smirk lingering on his lips. You're on the right track... a letter such as this is worthy of a Slytherin, you tease. He pressed on.
"Oh, I suppose I should tell you: I'm almost certain that we won't have to worry about Harry any longer. And, unless I miss my guess, I think Ginny will be rather less interested in our doings as well. In case you hadn't noticed, it seems they are back together."
Snape's jaw clenched, and he felt an uncomfortable heat staining his cheeks. Swallowing nervously, he thought, Trust me on this one: I noticed. He shook himself to stop replaying the scene in his mind.
"Frankly, I'm relieved. It's better for everyone involved that way. He stops chasing me, she stops chasing him, they keep each other occupied and don't notice us! I'm glad. They do make such a cute couple. And she's really besotted with him. Hopefully, he'll realize what he has this time and won't be so stupid as to throw it away again."
Snape sighed and rolled his eyes. Spare me! I couldn't care less about the Potter brat and his love interest! And I can't stand anything "cute"! Really, Hermione, what a way to spoil the mood...
"I know, you really don't want to hear about it. But, since it did have some bearing on us, I thought I'd clue you in. Fine, from here on out, unless it has something to do with us, I won't mention The-Boy-Who-Gets-On-Your-Last-Nerve again."
Instantly, Snape's characteristic glare surfaced and he thought acidly, Oh, really? Wouldn't that be a boon?
"There goes that eyebrow again! Oh, Severus, I love you, even with all your grim snarkiness! I suppose I should end this letter. I'm sorry to inflict...what was it you called it? Oh, yes, 'the Granger extra'...on you. But, you had better get used to it, because until we have a better way of keeping in contact, this is it. However, if you have any brilliant ideas about how I can get letters to you outside of Potions class, I'm all ears. I wouldn't want to draw suspicion by handing you parchments just anywhere or anytime. I suppose I can always give you a letter when I come to do your hair before rehearsals, but I'll be able to actually talk to you then, so they're not as vitally important at that point. At any rate, I miss you terribly, and I love you more than I can adequately explain!
Yours, Hermione"
Snape's expression softened as he read the last of the letter. He recognized the need to come up with something to discreetly exchange letters. But, as one part of his brilliant mind began pondering that point, another part was focusing on how amazing Hermione was. It didn't take much to see that he was likely as besotted with Hermione as Potter was with the Weasley girl. His gaze lingered on her sign-off. She signed it "Yours." She's mine. She wants to be mine. I can't believe my good fortune. Merlin, what kind of karmic debt will I have to repay for her wanting me? Please, clue me in now, you gods, so I can get started right away! I don't want to take any chances to lose her. She's the best thing that's ever happened to me... His fervent gratitude was evident as he glanced back at the letter.
"p.s. Hmm, I think I may go take a bath now... Wouldn't it be nice if you were here to join me?"
Once again, a rush of heat flashed through him and incited a raging desire, noticeable in his lap. He glared at Hermione, railing at her in his head. Again with the teasing! That girl is behaving like quite the hussy. Well, we'll just have to see what can be done about that...
"p.p.s. Keep scowling like that, beloved, and I'll just have to kiss it away..."
Snape closed his eyes. That was it. The letter was finished. He felt a sort of let down, having finally reached the end. Then, his delight at receiving his first love letter resurfaced, and he relaxed in his chair, smiling contentedly. Noting that his next class was about to arrive, he stood and crossed into his bedroom. Gently caressing his fingers down the parchment, he tapped it with his wand and murmured "Celo." Glancing about surreptitiously...even though he was in his own room, it was force of habit...he tucked the letter under his pillow, smoothing the covers back over the pillow. Heaving a regretful sigh, he turned and strode briskly back through to his classroom, unlocking the door with his wand and preparing for the influx of students.
His students the rest of that day were cautiously surprised at the lack of usual Snape orneriness. He still deducted House points and flayed students with his sarcastic comments, but everything was delivered with a distinct decrease in venom. He seemed rather bemused, lost in thought, as he roamed the classroom or sat staring from his desk. Had anyone been looking, they might have keeled over at the smile that crept across his face as he opened a drawer and looked at the bottle of ink so innocuously nestled in the box Hermione had given him.
Shoulders actually shaking with suppressed wicked mirth, he traced his mouth with one long finger and thought, Turnabout is fair play, my love. You may have exhibited some distinctly Slytherin tendencies, but you are no match for me...
When his classes for the day were over, he eagerly caught up the bottle of ink and retreated to his quarters, intent on penning a letter to Hermione that would visit upon her twofold what he suffered at her hands that day.
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It's been so long since last I read Phantom of Hogwarts, and it was just as wonderful as I remembered! Thank you for writing this fic...however many years ago. :)
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
Oh, wow! No matter how long ago it is that I finished PoH, It will always be in my top 5 achievements. LOL I'm so glad you feel that it has held up on re-reads. Thank you so much for making my night brighter! :)
Haa! Haaa! Haaa! Had to keep reading so I couldn't review since the proposal. Harry is a turd for telling Dumbledore to use Dobby to go after Hermione and Severus. I didn't expect Dumbledore or her parents to react with such intense nagativity. I expected some nay saying but not the heap of anger that was piled on top of them. Well, lets see if Minerva is here to hug him or hang him.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*huge grin* Glad to make you laugh! Thanks as always for reviewing! :)
O I just love the ring!!!!!
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
I covet that ring SO much. I'm glad you like it too. Thanks so much for reviewing! :)
What did Albus do while the rest of the cast enjoyed the party? I suppose he was entertaining the Ministry official? I felt a little bit bad for him. He did have fun directing the play. I wonder if he plans to teach next year's Art's class. Maybe he was having a long distant conversation with the other Headmasters. I doubt it, though. Things are going too well for Severus in a way. I'm waiting for the other shoe to fall when he and Hermione come out of the closet. I don't know why Hermione can't be bothered to see him once a week for a few minutes somehow. I couldn't stay away from my lover for two months while we lived in the same castle. I'd at least write him a little love note as often as I could. The girl is made of steel or ice. You would think she would realize they need to have some plan for what they are to do at the end of term. Will they be a couple at the graduation ceremony? Will they be one the next day? Will they both go to the house on Spinner's End or will she go home to her parents first? I don't think she realizes that he wanted her input so that she would love the house as their home. He's giving her a house. He's preparing her a home, them a home. She could at least tell him that she is happy to think he is working on their home and tell him if she plans to move in straight away or not. This hiatus in their relationship puzzles me. I suppose they can only have it all or nothing. Hermione isn't able to compartmentalize apparently.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
You're not the only one wondering when the other shoe will drop, especially after the close calls they've had already. *snerk* Your questions will be answered (some to a greater degree than others) all in due time, my dear. ;) Thanks so much for reviewing! :)
I have no worries over the employment with Fern issue. I like her though. My kind of woman. Born and raised only slightly less hippyish. We moved to Hawaii, but didn't live in a commune. I'm very glad Hermione likes the idea of the house being "theirs". I am surprised her dad didn't notice her mum gushing over Severus. But, I don't think my husband would notice now that I think about it. I could go out with my pants inside out and he wouldn't notice unless someone else said something about it. It's odd. He complements me when he thinks I looks pretty but wouldn't be able to save me from lipstick on my teeth or some other embarrassing thing. He reminds me a lot of Ron, come to think about it.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
LOL at your description of your husband. I hope reminding you of Ron is a good thing. ;P Thanks so much for reviewing! :)
I'm surprised at Hermione's behavior and her giving up the opportunity to spend time with Severus. I suppose that the fact that neither seems to be obsessing about two missed opportunities to spend time together shows they are more confident in their relationship. I'm surprised that Severus would leave Hermione crying with her feelings hurt after the play. He was able to suppress his revolt of Voldemort. He needed to compartmentalize his being creeped out by Hermione's mother. I'm also surprised that so much time has gone by since they have communicated last. Hermione didn't even look at him during the performance. I realize he was sitting next the Minerva, but there must have been some opportunity to make eye contact if they had been looking for one. I'm happy Severus is so distracted by planing his new life. Other wise, I think his feelings would be hurt that she seemed to ignore him. It is the holidays and I would have thought that Hermione would be looking to spend time together even if it was just studying in her rooms while he read. I'm also glad that his neighborhood isn't the run down and empty sort of place it is usually described as. I have never thought of myself as super jealous but I guess I am. I don't know about having Severus in business with another witch. I know he wouldn't love anyone besides Hermione, but I wouldn't expect the other witch not to be attracted to him. Who wouldn't be. Well, his plans of leaving at then end of the year are out of the bag; it's kind of too bad. People are bound to connect his leaving with he and Hermione starting a relationship while he was still a Professor after such chemistry between them in the play. I expect some idiots to be that way even if they wait a little while to come out together. But there is no need to wait. They need to get married asap! I know I've already said this 3 other times. They have already promised to be together forever. At least half the people on the planet have their marriages arranged by their parents and they learn to live together without long periods of courting even if they are engaged as children. Not that I approve of child engagement, but I'm not against other cultures with arranged marriages. My life would have been happier if my parents and my husband's parents had been from the same social class. My parents tried to be friends with his but his were intimidated. His mother and sister also didn't like me. Severus and Hermione are going to have to deal with Hermione's mother though. It will become a problem between Hermione and her parents because her mom likes him too much! If they can get that under control, I don't think Hermione's parents will be unhappy about them becoming a couple.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
They have indeed become more confident as a couple, after the things they've already gone through. And they are now able to focus on other things besides the all-encompassing obsession with each other, such as setting up their future. :) Thanks so much for reviewing! :)
OK. I would never perve and gush like that as a married woman. Thank gods, I am not Hermione's mum. I was getting worried. She is so embarrassing. Poor Severus! Hermione's dad must be very secure. He wasn't jealous at all even though Dion was making a spectacle of herself. Poor Hermione too! It's creepy and gross to have your mom perving about your lover let alone being so obvious about it in front of all of your peers. Did she really think he would give her a kiss? Yuck! I had a friend when I was a teen who's mom slept with her boyfriend and she caught them! I'm trying not to gag right now. I was already not feeling well, so that might be adding to it. Let's move on, shall we? Wonderful chapter BTW!
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
ROFL!!! Sorry to make you all oogy. ;) Thanks as always for reviewing! :)
I do hope I wasn't that embarrassing as a mom! But then again...I did so enjoy embarrassing my teenagers. Maybe I'm getting payback but I do believe I am being over paid enormously. I count it as a down payment on all of the money, time and emotional energy they are still costing me as adults. They are higher maintenance now than they were as children! But how can you blame me? Who else's mother carried a knitted uterus, a muppet breast and a life size fake pelvis in her trunk? Did you know that if you take the pelvis, turn it over, turn it backwards and put it on your head you can say, "Look! I'm a Klingon!" I only resorted to such things when provoked, I swear! If they were rude to me and embarrassed me in front of their friends, well, what was I supposed to do? And I'm sure anyone's mum would give STD lectures to any teenagers that she could get into the back seat of her taxi. I did have some mercy. I declined the request to a teach sex ed module at their private school. Instead the teacher would send home questions and I would write her a note to be taken back the next day. One of my favorites was, "What is the vas deferens?" I also spent literally thousands of dollars on therapy for both of them. I even took out a mortgage on my house to afford it. It was a total waste of money and the bank ended up with the house. ! I wonder if Dion will be just as enamored with Severus after she finds out he is her daughter's soul mate and she is the love of his life? I would be so jealous! I seriously can't even imagine what is going to happen when those two come out. The only one I can count on is Ginny. Everyone else is a wild card as far as I can see at this point. I have no guesses about who will say what. Will Minerva still support Severus? I do hope so. I hope I am pleasantly surprised by everyone else as well. Maybe Albus will stun me and back them up after he comes to terms with the new Severus Snape. On with the show!
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*cackling* I love it! Too funny, darlin. :D I have to say, I am so enjoying that you really can't tell what will happen, particularly with people's reactions. I would hate to be too transparent and predictable. ;P Thank you so much for reviewing! :)
Bless Minerva! I dare say she will be angry at first, but I do believe that when she realizes how much Hermione loves him she will come around. I'm so glad she came down to tell Severus she supports him in his quest for freedom and happiness. Severus is experiencing a whole new world in spite of megalomaniacs like Dumbledore and Voldemort. He is a very useful and powerful tool. It's no wonder they both wanted to control him. He is probably the most powerful wizard next to Dumbledore in Britain, maybe even the world. I do hope that Albus reconsiders his motives. If he persists in believing he owns Severus Snape, I would have to say he is a bad person for all of his twinkling on the outside. I know you said he was like a father that didn't want to let go of a son, but he needs to get over himself or he will lose said son. He probably isn't evil but he is controling, manipulative and has power issues. I know I already said this, but I think they really need to get married before they come out of the closet to shut down any scandle mongering. They aren't just every day people. They are war heros and have reputations to worry about that everyday people don't have to be concerned with. If they are married then no matter what people may accuse them of, they can't say that Severus didn't do the honorable thing by quiting his job and marrying the young woman. Some people like to believe the worst in others as a hobby. They are stupid and stupid people don't matter. I have an idea of where Severus could work!
They could start a second line of products that are serious.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*beams* Yeah, you summed Albus up quite nicely, indeed! Thank you for such a lovely review! :)
Tastefully kinky and erotic solutions to several itches, not the least, Severus' newly declared freedom from Albus Dumbledore. I am surprise on one hand that Albus could be so selfish and forcefully maintain his mastery over his ex spy. He seemed to truly be interested in Severus' happiness, but like some parents he can't cut the apron string. He also seems to forget that he wouldnt have needed to work so hard to keep Severus alive if he hadn't been constantly sending him into lif threating circumstances. Albus misstepped himself when he made Severus a possession. I can imagine Hermione having something to say to Dumbledore before they leave the castle for good. Albus is a bully even though he works on the side of the light. Power corrupts as they say. I can imagine Hermione telling Albus Dumbledore "exactly where the bear slept," explaining exactly how things are going to be from now on and letting him know what she is willing to do if he decides not to respect their relationship and autonomy or tries to stand in their way. I think the best thing to do is get married the night of the leaving feast in a small wedding that maybe her parents will be at and Ginny, Neville, Harry and Ron. Severus, with his wife, can turn in his resignation the next day. I know there are more opportunities out there for them and him in particular than the apothecary shop. In his new state of the art lab, he can mix specially requested potions for individuals and corporations. Hermione can help him with the research and inventing new potions. They could do some coloboration with the Twins and be a private contractor for the Ministry and St. Mungos. They can travel and do research while things calm down back at the school. I'm all for their kinky fun and planing for the future. Does Albus Dumbledore forget who Severus Snape is?
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*beams* Oh, I am looking forward to you reading further... ;D Albus may not have ever really understood who Severus is, but he'll learn, and fairly quickly too. Thank you so much for such a lovely review! :)
I started to write about this before, but didn't get to finish the review. I think. If this is a repeat just ignore me. I think that Hermione should let Severus know about her plans to stretch her hymen before they consummate their relationship. He is insecure and jealous by nature even if he is doing a spiffing job of changing. I can see a slow train wreck on the horizon that could ruin the most important night in their lives. If Hermione feels different to Severus he may wonder. And if he asks in a way that makes her offended that he would even think she would be with another person that would be a total boner breaker, if you'll forgive the use of the term. I hope she decides to write him a steamy letter telling him about her explorations with the candle. I could see 4 months either making the heart grow fonder, or just as easily the space between them making them more open to misunderstanding. They may become out of practice at communicating. I am surprised that Severus didn't let the apothecary owners know that he has not yet informed his current employer of his plans and that jealous would appreciate it if they would be discreet and not discuss this with anyone else. I wonder why he doesn't apply with St. Mungo's. Maybe he will.I wonder how Minerva is faring.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
I think I can safely say, without being too spoilery, that Hermione's explorations don't end in tragedy and interminable angst. *shifty eyes* Thanks as always for reviewing! :)
My Word!!! That Colin did get what he deserved. But my, the drama! It was extremely... wonderful! The entire chapter was extremely wonderful!!! I love, love, loved it! I'm sorry for not reviewing lately but I felt it was building to something and wanted to keep going without stopping when I could. Also, I've been so tired because I've been getting home from work quite late this week, and I know that if I start a review I'll want it worth something and that takes time that would prevent me from being able to read. All day and evening at work I can't wait to get home and read a chapter or two before going to bed.Now, I am wondering about Albus. He isn't daft. He's at least as intelligent as Ginny Weasley. And while Ginny knows Hermione, Albus knows Severus. I do believe he isn't fooled but trusts Severus to be honorable until Hermione graduates. His trust isn't misplaced. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if this entire contest was all just a ruse for Severus' benefit. Although Severus is older than Hermione,his emotional growth has been stunted and I think Albus knows that.Hermione is exceptional and more mature than the boys her age. Someone as intelligent as Dumbledore must have seen that they would make the perfect couple. And he loves Severus like a son in this story, I think. Also he can't stop from meddling. It must be a little boring and anticlimactic for a strategist like Dumbledore without Voldemort around. This would be a big huge plan that would last the entire school year, take a lot of planning and time for Dumbledore to work on, he is obviously having fun and it gives these two time to fall in love! That is my theory at this point. I seldom read a long story that I become emotionally invested in without checking the ending to make sure it isn't sad. Actually, I don't think I can read a story without becoming emotionally invested so I can't bare sad endings. But you've said this has a happy ending so I'm glad to tell you that you have the honor of being the only author in forever that I haven't read the ending first. At least I don't think I have. ...If I have I don't remember it. I am getting so forgetful. It scares me. Seriously. I hope it's only stress. I have that in spades with adult children and their children living with me, sucking the life out of me and all my money too. None of them work. Well, enough of that. I read you to forget that crap! On with the story!
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
Whoops! I can't believe I missed this review earlier. Sorry! :( I can guarantee that this fic has a happy ending, so I am glad you are sticking around. :) Thanks as always for reviewing! :)
"All right Hermione, spill it! Just what's going on between you and Snape?" a stanza of intense and slightly alarming music is inserted here. What the Hell, Hermione. Just tell her. You have enough dirt on her to get her expelled if she says anything. She is usually a very reliable secret keeper. And as your friend she will he happy if you are. She may even be able to do you the occasional turn of favor and cover for you.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
LOL!!! I can hear exactly what you're describing. Thanks so much for reviewing! :)
I love the letter!!! It's wonderful that Severus and Hermione are equally inexperienced in the matters of the heart. The letter is sweetly mushy, blooming with youthful enthusiasm and titillating; and it was received with simple joy, surprise, and equally exuberant arousal. His first love letter was a doozy! Wait until they have some experience writing naughty letters! I'm very happy for Harry and Ginny. I hope Harry loves Ginny as much as she deserves. I suppose it goes without saying that she is a much better match than Hermione.It was pretty amazing the effect Snape's fear had on him in preventing him from punishing Harry and Ginny on that table. I wouldn't have expected such a reaction once he'd registered it wasn't Hermione. I would have thought that he would have been delighted in the opportunity to embarrass and punish Harry Potter. He's fallen hard. Poor man. I hope having what he's been longing for can live up to his expectations and hopes fueled by all this anticipation. I guess letting the kids go shows that he isn't motivated by meanness really. He just didn't have anything better to think about before. Everyone hated him and he hated them before they could hate him so there! But now he can move on past puberty and past his hatred of his childhood enemies, James and Sirius. He's the only one of them still alive for, goodness sake! Put those childish things behind you, Severus, and live! Maybe you have already paid for this good karma and they have paid for their cruelty. Stop disliking Harry just because he's a Potter. It eats away at you like a cancer. Be free of it. Forgive like you have been forgiven and be healed. It will help your relationship with Hermione too. What could be better than helping your relationship with Hermione, hmmmm?
I also want to say that I have always loved the twins. The return letter was excellent. Fred and George should have never been separated any more than the paramount potion's master in the world would be caught without antivenin with a known deadly snake.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*pleased grin* Y'know, I really hope you continue to enjoy some of the stuff coming up, because it SO addresses things you've brought up here. *rubs hands together in anticipation* And I love that you enjoyed the twins' letter. I wanted to capture their voice, even if only for a short blurb. I lovelovelove your deliciously thoughtful reviews. Thank you so much for reviewing! :)
I truly enjoy the way Severus has taken the plunge and isn't reluctant to tell Hermione that he loves her at least 3 times, I think, in the last few hours. I am extremely happy that they were able to retrieve their memories of each other so quickly. I have no doubt that Ginny will figure out there is something going on between these two. The only question is how soon? Well, and will she be supportive? I think she will. I think she will see that they match eachother. Twice in my life another person told me there was something between myself and male of the species while I was in denial about it, I guess. And didn't see it until a 3rd party told me straight up. Both said it was the way we looked at each other when we interacted and they were dubious about the fact that I was not aware of it because to them it was so obvious. I admit there was what I had considered some harmless flirting going on, but I told myself that is was all a lark. The first time, I had really pushed those feelings deep inside and I was truly flabbergasted when I was told that the young man was in love with me by a mutual friend. Once I had possession of that knowledge however, my own feelings came rushing up at me out of nowhere and floored me. It was kind of awful because I was in a long engagement to someone else that lived far away whom I only saw about once a month and had to share him with his family when he would come to see me. I was still in school and he was 7 years older than I was.Once the cat was out of the bag, I dreamed of that young man at least once a week then once a month for the next 13 years because we had unfinished business when we parted. All of my dreams were trying to resolve the issue and get closure. Finally I got fat enough that I would be too embarrassed if he ever saw me again and the dreams mostly stopped. But...I still think of him from time to time 35 years later. I enjoyed this chapter very much. Once again, you have done such a wonderful job of making the reader feel what our Hermione and Severus are experiencing.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*wriggles in happiness* I love that you are pleased about feeling what the characters are experiencing. I strive so much for plausibility and believability that it warms the cockles of my heart to get such lovely feedback. Thank you so much for reviewing! :)
I certainly can't blame Dione for having a fan girl crush on Severus. What red blooded woman in her right mind wouldn't? Dude is totally hot! Hermione should be glad it gave her the opportunity to come to an understanding with her man that Severus belongs to her ...and he likes it! And don't we all wish we had a dad like Mr. Granger? It must be very difficult for some parents to send their children away to boarding school. However, it probably makes some other parents and young people appreciate one another in a way that would never happen if they had been in eachother's space all the time, struggling for who's in control and experiencing full blown teenage angst. Over all it has been an extremely satisfiying trip.
And now they don't have to worry about Severus having to meet Hermione's parents in the circumstance of, "Mom. Dad. This is my former Potion's Professor Severus Snape. I have some very exciting news for you. Severus and I are in love and plan to spend the rest of our lives together. We fell in love while playing oposite each other in the school play."
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*beams* Your reviews bring joy to my day. Thank you so much for reviewing! :)
This was a sweet and fun chapter. I love that Severus has a sense of humor. When are they going to "do" it?! Or at least go to second base! This is going to be a long school year!
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
Oh, darlin, this is definitely gonna be a long school year... LOL Thanks so much for reviewing! :)
I can't imagine what mischief I would have gotten into if I had the ability to silence my parents door. For some strange reason, ever since I was in 10 th grade, I would be out in the front whatever car with my boyfriend and I just knew my parents would never come out side to check on us or wonder what we could possibly be doing in the driveway for 5 hours with the windows fogged up. They locked the front door and went to bed. Only once did I forget my house key and had to wake my parents at 1 AM to get in. They really trusted me. Why? We never had intercourse but we did just about every thing else. I was the mother who came looking for you if you were a half hour late. I didn't trust my daughters because I knew I wasn't exactly Polly Anna when I was their age. I mostly just ended up knowing more than I wanted to about my kids personal lives. If your progeny don't stop themselves by choice, there isn't a lot you can do unless you keep them tied to you 24/7 with a rope around your waist. Only one daughter was boy crazy. Things had changed. I don't know what the definition of slut changed to but it didn't include girls that slept with their boyfriend from 8th grade up. I never needed to be on birth control until a month before my wedding. I made sure my little minx was on the pill because I didn't believe I could trust her and I was right. At least Hermione is an adult and Hermione or Severus must certainly know contraception spells. I'm feeling as frustrated as Hermione here. But he's right. And it won't hurt them to wait. I did and I'm still glad. But they've made a lot of head way in their relationship. Wouldn't it be better to just come clean to Dumbledore that they are in love with each other through no fault of their own, but that they promise to follow the school charter and will be very discrete and won't tell anyone else but him. Rather than finding ways to keep them apart, I inclined to think that Dumbledore would find ways to give them time together and would cover for them so that Minerva doesn't find out until after the school year is over.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*bounces in glee* Oh, I love how invested you are, and how awesome your reviews are. Thank you so much, as always! :)
Absolutely lovely! The play was wonderful. All the flirting is building massive quantities of tension! I can imagine how they are feeling during desert. It's like being there. You expressed every movement, thought and feeling so exquisitely. In my springtime I remember a young man. We wanted each other but we couldn't go there. I was spoken for and had made my choice. I made the practical choice, but not my heart's choice. I was mature enough to know that the butterflies in your tummy don't last forever. We did things together pretending to be just friends The tension was painful and delightful at the same time. I'm still pretty sure I made the right decision.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*beams* Why, thank you! I'm so glad it came across so well (I try to describe exactly how I see things playing out in my head, so it's as detailed as I can make it, LOL). As for the tension, I was called the Queen of UST back in the day when I was writing this. *snerk* But, it'll all be resolved, I promise! ;) Thanks so much for reviewing! :)
Poor Hermione. Her parents were very ebarrassing. But isn't that what parents are for? At least we know that when Hermone and Severus can finally come out of the closet, Dione will be on Hermione's side. She would totally understand what Hermione sees in Severus Snape. And Geoff is a nice man so I think he'll be OK. I couldn't write all the reviews I wanted because it wakes up dad. I wanted to ask you a question on a previous chapter. If Severus takes dreamless sleep and there is an emergency in Slytherin house, can he wake up to tend to the problem? I just want to say that the 4.5 stars on some of the chapters baffel me. I think they are all 5's. I have 20 more minutes before I have to go to bed so I must return to reading. Happy Sunday night.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*blush* Aww, you're so kind! Re: Dreamless Sleep, I have always thought of it like an over the counter sleep aid, which in my experience just keeps you groggier if you're woken up, but you can be, with proper interference. LOL I had SO MUCH FUN writing this chapter. :D As for writing reviews--I appreciate any and all, whether they're on all the chapters you wanted to review or not! Thank you as always for reviewing! :)
I've been excitedly reading the last 4 chapters and you have met and exceeded my hopes and expetations. I can't type more because the sound bothers my husband's sleep. Hugs and kisses. I Love It!
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*bounces* Yay! I'm so glad you've been enjoying it. Thanks as always for reviewing! :)
Do witches and wizards listen to the same holiday music as muggles? I hope Hermione doesn't regret forgetting to take the smut reading material that she had borrowed from Ginny out of her bra before the party.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
I daresay there may be some old standards that may crossover. LOL Thanks so much for reviewing! :)
You have taken my breath away. How exciting and horrible to want someone one shouldn't and can't have. The play...such a brave young woman to make him kiss her. What will Severus do to punish himself and Hermione for this secret that has been exposed. Desire. Humiliation.
Hurry. Send him an owl, Hermione or a house elf with a note to let him know you reciprocate his feelings. Thank him for being such a gentleman and not pressing his advantage. Are you wise enough and mature enough to be proactive once again?
You aren't afraid of him. Can you imagine how he must be feeling and prevent the damage? It would be very hard not to be carried away with her own emotions and physical sensation and not to tarry hashing it out over and over in her mind before she finally realizes the danger. Will she see it immediately or think of it too late?
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
And you've just taken my breath away! *bounces* Oh, I love that you're enjoying this and are so invested in it so far. It brings me such joy. Thank you for such a lovely review! :)
I really enjoyed the interaction between Severus and Hermione when they got their costumes and Hermione did his hair. I am really glad he got to see her telling Harry off. I don't know how much longer they will be able to keep their hands off eachother. There is so much suppressed sexual tension that if when they actually kissed kiss they might combust. I'm actually looking forward to her detention. This was important bridge chapter. I wonder what else is going on in Dumbledore's head. He is no fool. I can't believe he doesn't see the sexual tension between these two, or at least the potential for it eventually. He does have a great deal of confidence in Severus. I believe he is sure Severus would never be inappropriate with a student,...but she's an adult. Is he tryig to fix them up or is he really just a mean manipulating old puffter that truly gets enjoyment out of making other people uncomfortable and embarrassed because he's Albus Dumbledore and he can? How do the "good guys" find an outlet for their control and power issues? They pick on others and prentend it's a joke. If Voldemort worked this hard at embarrassing Severus would we think he was just being evil or that it was just all in good fun and that he only teases people he cares for as a show of affection? I think not.
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*huge grin* I daresay your questions about "good guy" Albus will be answered in due time. *snerk* Thank you again for such a lovely review! :)
Again, Wow! The scene with Severus' jealous rage was incredible. I'm happy that Hermione perceives all things in Severus Snape she told Harry. I really hope he thinks about what she said and heeds her warning, if not garner some sense of respect for the man. I felt a sense of satisfaction when she admitted that if Harry had been that angry his lack of control would have brought down half the castle. Harry won't be able to let this go as well as Hermione. He isn't as mature and...he isn't falling for someone else. This whole thing will prove very unpleasant for a while I suspect. I'm kind of sorry for Harry. How can he not help but be attracted to Hermione, but he hasn't got a tinker's chance in hell against Severus Snape? How long before Severus realizes Hermione broke it off with Harry? Will he at all admit to himself that it was because of him? No. I think not. How long before Harry realizes that next to Severus Snape's power, discipline, knowledge, experience, awesomeness and mojo, he's got a long way to go and he may as well move on? Well, I doubt he'll ever see Snape as sexually appealing, so no mojo epiphany expected. I wonder, how long it will take Hermione to get Severus to trust her? Which will take longer; Harry to realize he can't compete with Severus Snape for the girl or for Severus Snape to trust Hermione? I don't envy Hermione right now. But Severus Snape is worth it. Amazing chapter!
Response from Good_Witch (Author of Phantom of Hogwarts)
*bursts out laughing* Mojo epiphany? LOVE IT! So glad you're enjoying; thanks so much for reviewing! :)