Chapter Nineteen: Tempt Me
Chapter 19 of 41
sunny33Letters are exchanged, and Ginny confronts Hermione with her deductions.
ReviewedDisclaimer: It appears I've borrowed these characters from the esteemed Ms Rowling. I promise they'll be sent back all shiny and new.
Chapter Nineteen: Tempt Me
Hermione ignored the curious glances sent her way as she passed through the common room, reining in the turmoil of emotions through sheer willpower until her door was closed and warded behind her. Flopping onto the bed, she ground the heels of her hands into her eyes in a futile attempt to stem the flow of tears.
Why did he have to choose that moment to patrol the Astronomy tower? Miles of hallways and stairs he could have chosen, and he chose that one. What is he, some sort of psychic? Although if he was, he'd have known there was nothing going on between Blaise and me.
I can see why he was upset. All those rumours, thanks to my idiot friends. And then poor Blaise suggesting how I can get closer to his biggest rival. If only Severus knew the truth.
The truth.
He has to be told.
Sitting up, Hermione scrubbed at her face one last time and reached for her bag. Taking a quill and parchment, she began writing.
Dear Severus
"Stubborn bloody man probably won't even open the letter..."
Taking her wand, Hermione performed a few complex manoeuvres.
"See what you think about that little bit of foolish wand-waving."
Beginning again, she put quill to parchment to explain her actions.
***
Snape woke the next morning with a groan, the throbbing in his head competing with the familiar ache in his groin. Staggering to his bathroom, he groped blindly in the potions cabinet.
Why can't you learn? Women prefer youth and good looks every time.
Gods, that headache potion tastes foul. Why haven't I looked into that before?
His jaw unclenched as the revolting brew worked its magic and reminded him why he'd never altered the recipe. The relief was short lived as he glanced down to see the jaunty angle of his undaunted morning erection.
I forgot about you. I don't suppose you'd just go away and leave me in peace. I'm really not in the mood for another cold shower.
Libido uncooperative, Snape despatched his unwanted tumescence with a rapid series of strokes and a harsh cry of completion. Physically sated, he dressed and left his quarters, wearing his emotional frustration hidden beneath a scowl as he slid into his seat in the Great Hall several minutes later.
"Morning, Severus! Got out of the wrong side of bed again, I see." Rolanda grinned. "Perhaps you should try a quick toss in the shower. Might improve your disposition, old boy."
His glare was interrupted by an owl dropping a roll of parchment in his lap.
Fucking nosy harridan. I should tell her I've already tossed off, and this is as good as I get. Maybe then she'll keep her crass comments to herself.
What's this? Looks like her writing. Well, if she thinks I'll be reading anything she writes other than her assigned homework, she's...
Snape unrolled the parchment and began to read.
Dear Severus
By now you will have realised I have enspelled this parchment with a mild compulsion charm. Please don't be angry with me. I knew you'd probably throw this letter away without even opening it otherwise.
You've probably heard the rumours going around about me and B, and after seeing us together last night you no doubt believe them.
It's not true, Severus. B and I are only good friends. Truly.
To be fair, he would like more, but he knows how I feel about you and is being a perfect gentleman. I was upset, and he was comforting me, nothing else.
You have to believe me, Severus. I love you and only you.
Please talk to me. Just talk. I can't stand the distance between us even when we are mere feet apart.
Remember how you felt about Grace. She and Sidney are just as real as you and I. They are parts of us, perhaps the best parts.
Don't give up on me, Severus.
Don't give up on us.
All my love,
H
Snape felt her eyes on him as he gazed down at the sheet in his hands. Forcing himself to confront the truth in her eyes, he looked up to drown in the unshielded emotion he found there.
Hermione wondered whether she had imagined the fractional nod Snape finally allowed before turning his attention to his plate, but she noted the way he carefully folded her letter and placed it in the pocket closest to his heart with a hint of a smile.
Suddenly, the day seemed brighter.
***
"Hey, 'Mione, what do you think we're brewing today?" Ron asked as they neared the dungeon classroom.
"You know, Ron, I have no idea."
"But you always know. Half the time you've memorised the bloody instructions and researched the brewing technique before we even get into the room." Ron shook his head and turned to Harry. "It's all the sex; it's ruining her."
"Don't talk such nonsense. Just because I haven't looked up today's potion doesn't mean I can't brew it." She grinned and winked at Blaise, who was rolling his eyes behind the boys' backs. "After all, according to you two I'm shagging my partner, who happens to be an accomplished brewer. How can I go wrong?"
Harry sighed. "I thought you and Blaise weren't... You said... Dammit, Hermione, who are you shagging?"
Watching their professor as he swept past, Hermione's lips twitched. "No-one at the moment... unfortunately."
"I can vouch for that... also unfortunately," Blaise added.
Snape turned at the door and waited until the students had all filed into the room. As Blaise passed, he heard a harsh murmur.
"I suggest you keep it that way, Mr Zabini."
Blaise's barely perceptible nod seemed to satisfy Snape, who allowed the door to close without his usual dramatics before moving to the front of the classroom.
"What was that all about?" Hermione whispered once Snape was occupied with another pair of students.
"Just a little territory marking on the part of your beloved," Blaise replied. "Consider it progress."
"I can think of better... What on earth are Neville and Draco doing?"
"That smoke is an interesting colour. Would you call it violet or magenta?"
"I'm inclined towards fuchsia. I think they should have been paying more attention to the instructions and less to Draco's hair, silky as it might be."
"Snape seems to agree, if his expression is anything to go by." Blaise carefully added their next ingredient, stirring precisely twenty-three times clockwise before Hermione slipped in her contribution. "There. No purple smoke for us. That should keep him happy. I'm a little concerned about your appreciation of Draco's hair though. Don't you think mine is silky?"
Hermione swatted his arm. "No. It's wonderfully thick and curly, but silky it is not. Stop fishing for compliments!"
"Worth a try. You're a hard woman to please."
"Some things are better hard." Hermione's gaze flicked to the professor stalking around the room as she ground her beetle eyes.
"Granger! I do not want to imagine my Head of house in that state."
"Oh, but I do." She smiled dreamily.
"More's the pity." Blaise's grumble was half-hearted. Teasing Hermione about Snape had become his therapy in a sad, upside-down way. Acknowledging both his own desires and hers defused any tension and helped him accept his role as a friend and confidante.
"You'll find it hard when brewing the final stages if you don't keep your mouths shut and your minds on the cauldron." Snape's snarl as he passed left both students shaking with mirth.
"I wish," Hermione murmured.
***
Grace
I have decided to address you as Grace to maintain the illusion in my mind that my feelings for you have any degree of propriety.
I have come to realise over the past few weeks I care not the reality of your name, for Grace you shall always be in my mind and my heart. Seeing you each day before me in your true guise is sweet torment, and every smile bestowed upon another is a bitter potion of truth.
That said, I henceforth absolve you of any duty towards me. B would prove a fine partner for a woman of your intelligence, character, and beauty. He is fair of face and not lacking in wit, unlike some I could mention.
How I hate him.
I sit here alone in my bed, a pathetic sight to behold, and scratch away at this parchment in the hope of somehow resolving the gulf between my heart and body's desire and society's mores.
Our relative status allows no kind loophole, no sympathy for our predicament. I must remain distant from the warmth of your regard and deny that which every cell in my body yearns for.
My conscience stands firm.
But my cock stands here in my lap belying all the priggish words I have written thus far. It stands hard and aching and desperate for your touch.
I know not the solution for our dilemma, but I know I must abstain from temptation.
Please tempt me.
I remain yours, even as I remain silent.
S
Hermione read the letter once more as she lay on her own bed, smoothing the creases where it had been folded into her pocket. True to his word, Snape had remained silent, his behaviour exemplary, but the hot flame of desire was never far from his eyes when they met hers across the classroom. But for Blaise's gentle distraction she would have been consumed in their depths.
The Christmas holiday was looming, and Hermione was expected home for the break. Knowing she would not see Snape for two weeks brought both relief and despair.
A sharp knock returned her thoughts to her immediate surroundings.
"Come in!"
Ginny Weasley's grin almost preceded her into the room. "Hi."
"Hi. What's up?"
The redhead flopped down on the bed beside Hermione and turned to face her, head propped on one elbow. Studying her friend's face, Ginny said, "I know."
"You know what?"
"I know who he is."
"Who who is?"
"Your boyfriend. Although I suppose that sounds really weird considering who it is."
Hermione's heart sank. How? She can't know. Nothing's happened. I haven't even spoken to him for ages.
Ginny continued, ignoring Hermione's horrified expression. "I can see the attraction. He's smart, powerful, and definitely has a kind of dark, sexy look."
"You can? He does?"
"I can see other people would be worried about the age difference. I imagine that's why you've been so cagey. What I don't understand is how you got to know him; he's so busy now."
Hermione shook her head. How couldn't I know him? We've lived in the same bloody castle for years. What is she on about? "Ginny... I don't know what to say. He's just not what I expected." She sat up and grabbed Ginny's sleeve. "You mustn't say anything. He could lose his job."
"Don't be daft, Hermione. He's the Minister of Magic. No-one can tell him what to do."
"The Minister of... Ginny! You think I've been seeing Kingsley Shacklebolt?" Relief flooded Hermione's overwrought mind. Collapsing onto the bed in a fit of giggles, she shook her head. "How did you ever come to that conclusion?"
"Oh, come on, don't deny it. That letter was signed 'S', and I can't think of anyone here with that initial you'd be that interested in. He fits all the criteria. Intelligent, powerful, single, sexy. The owl came from the owlery here, so it had to be someone who had free access. Who better than the tall, dark, and handsome Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt himself?"
Oh, Merlin! I'm not sure whether I should be horrified or relieved. How can she think... Kingsley? That's just wrong. Besides, I'm sure he plays on the other side of the Quidditch pitch. What straight wizard calls himself 'Royal'?
"Hermione? Hermione! Come back down to earth."
"What? Sorry. I was distracted for a moment."
"So, what's he like?"
"Brilliant, talented, artistic... beautiful. Damaged. Passionate..."
"Damaged? Kingsley? I never knew."
"No, not Kingsley. Never mind, Ginny, we need to get packed for the holidays. Do you and Harry have anything special planned?" Mentioning Harry was a sure-fire distraction where Ginny was concerned.
"No, more's the pity. We'll be under Mum's thumb the whole holiday. I'm sure she's already shifted my bedroom to the attic out of spite."
Hermione giggled. "As if Harry would be crazy enough to try anything under Molly's nose. You'll be lucky to get a peck on the cheek under the mistletoe."
Ginny sighed. "That's so true. My love life might as well be non-existent. At least you've experienced your lover's touch in all the right places. I've had to be content with a bit of snogging in quiet hallways."
"You haven't?"
"Not a thing. I keep seeing Mum in my head waggling her finger at me, and Harry, bless him, hasn't pushed it. Still, I know he wants to, and that's enough for now. I'd better go and pack." Pushing herself reluctantly to her feet, Ginny waved from the door and disappeared.
Later that night, Hermione found herself wandering aimlessly through the corridors. Her trunk was packed and her gifts sorted out and left in a pile for the house elves to work their magic on Christmas Eve. Resting her forehead against the cold glass of a window, she watched the snow outside swirling around in the air currents rising off the stones.
We've reached a stalemate. I know he cares about me. He knows I care about him. But he won't allow us to do anything about it. I suppose I can see his point, but does he have to be so damned mature about it all?
Stupid, Hermione. He's thirty-eight. Of course he's the mature one.
Thank goodness I have Blaise to lean on. He's such a brick. I hope he likes his Christmas present.
Hermione's train of thought came to a screeching halt when a strong hand grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. The familiar smell of turpentine bathed her olfactory senses as she relaxed into a pair of wool-enclosed arms.
"Severus!"
"Indeed." His eyes pinned her to the spot as she drank in his face.
"You've been painting." A tiny smudge of brown decorated his left cheek.
He shrugged. "It's a distraction."
"Does it help?"
"No." Paintings lined the small room he used at Hogwarts. Brown curls, dark waves, eyes of chocolate and cerulean. Intimate details drawn from memories of perfect moments committed to canvas only to mock and shame. "Not any more." He looked away from the reality of her face.
"I've missed you. Gods, I've missed you." Her hand crept up of its own accord and caressed the paint smudge away. "I've missed touching you, talking to you, laughing with you."
"Grace." The name was a breath of a whisper.
"Please..." No more words were necessary as she lifted her mouth to meet his lips and found home. The taste of his favourite tea seasoned with anticipation filled her senses as his arms stole around her shoulders holding her as if never to let go. Temperatures rising, Snape turned her to set her bottom against the window ledge and insinuated his hands beneath her robes and shirt to rest on the tingling skin above her waistband.
Forever it seemed they stood there, tongues dancing and hands renewing their acquaintance with each other's bodies. Hermione's fingers inched down between them to find the hardness pressing against her belly and stroked.
Once.
Twice.
With a strangled gasp, Snape pulled away and leaned against the opposite wall, breathing ragged and hair hiding his face. After a few moments, he looked up and shook his head.
"We can't."
Hermione met his eyes; hurt and disappointment warring with frustration in her own. "Why?"
"You know why. I apologise. I shouldn't have... I must go. Please forgive me."
As she watched his retreating back, tears flowing unchecked, Hermione whispered, "I love you," to the empty stone walls and headed back to her lonely bed.
***
A/N: This story was written for shalimar1981 for the TPP Every Flavour Auction. And Karelia rocks my world. Just thought you should know that.
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This is one of my favorite SSHG stories ever <3 brilliantly done
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Thank you! :D
Loved the whole story. Lots of fun!
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Thanks. :)
"And today, you’re as jumpy as a unicorn around Pansy Parkinson." Love it.
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That was a great read, and I've recced this story on the One Bad Man comm over on LJ. I hope that some more readers will experience the pleasure of this story that way!
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Thank you for reading, reviewing, and reccing! :D
Excellent!!
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Thanks! :)
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Thanks! :)
I think Blaise Zabini bought Hermione's pictures.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Read on, MacDuff! :)
I thought it sounded like a good idea. Severus may need a body double for a pregnant Hermione or they could use polyjuice from a pregnant woman. Would that work? I know she wouldn't be pregnant, but would she look pregnant? The breasts change with pregnancy and he is all about the breasts. If he does the early pregnancy painting before a woman is completely miserable, maybe Hermione could just stick out her tummy. The 1st baby I didn't show for 5 months. Only my breasts got slightly larger. She could be looking in the mirror and imagining herself as a mother with a baby at her breast. Please tell me they won't have children this soon. Studies in the US show that people without children are happier than adults that have childern. At least if they stay at Hogwarts there are probably house elfs lined up around the block for the chance to take care of their baby while they work.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Don't panic, Hermione has her own opinions on that idea! :)
I do like the fact that most of the other characters beside H and S are very astute and aren't missing much when it comes to the couple in question. In most other stories the other characters aside from possibly Ginny and maybe Harry seem to be mostly cluelss, but we all go along with it because it fits the needs of the story. I'm afraid to find out what Minerva has discovered.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Most of them are pretty smart people who know these too well. Of course they'd figure it out. :)
Please let Minerva be understanding. Sorry. I have to get on to the next chapter!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
:)
Dear Severus, Blaise knows about us and he is in love with me so he had been providing a shoulder for me to cry on, because I've been crying a lot. He has been trying to help me work things out with you. He's very supportive and noble. In case you've been listening to gossip, I'm not shagging Blaise. I'm sure you are above listening to gossip started by Ronnald Weasley. That burk has no idea what really I do in my private life, otherwise he wouldn't be spreading untrue gossip would he. He saw Blaise comforting me and jumped to the wrong conclusion. Wouldn't it be awful to be like Ronnald Weasley?
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Hehe!! :D
WTF!!! I guess I'll find out who that was soon enough. I hope it was Ginny. That would take care of that little problem. Severus wouldn't open her door without knocking, I think. Blaise is too good. What would Severus do if he thought Hermione was spending her free time laying on her bed with Blaise? Would he be jelous or would he nurture it and use it to rationalize a reason for dumping her and hating her? Does he really expect Hermione to leave him be? Can't they just agree to wait until the end of school? They are adults after all. Hermione would protest but it would be the best thing to do in the long run. But then again, where would be the fun in that? Are Christmas Hols coming up? Two weeks at the studio would be nice.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
LOL wouldn't be much of a story if they did the mature thing and waited. ;)
Not the response I was hoping for when he figured it out. What will you do with Blaise? Just as there is no one like Severus Snape, there aren't other girls like HG running around the school. He might like Ginny if he knew her better. Maybe Luna? She is definitely an unique individual. I've been too enthralled wanting to get to the next chapter to leave reviews, but I want to tell you that this is awesome!
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Thanks. :)
Is she going to tell her mom the real truth? She seems like someone she could tell the truth to. She is a lot like my mom. Maybe her mom can talk some sense into her about continuing to deceive Severus.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Her mum's pretty open. :)
That silly girl. Is she trying to torture him by continuing to stir this up? Her stream of consciousness ramblings indicate she has no intention of letting Severus discover she is Grace, yet she plays with fire. I suppose that because she is more naive than any 19 year old would realize they are, she doesn't realize how cruel this is if she doesn't plan to have a relationship with him but only plans to lead him on for her own titillation. Does she plan to live a double life? Hermione Granger during the week and Grace Henman on the weekends? The more she draws this out the more deceived he is going to feel when he realizes he's been tricked. She isn't a stupid girl and she must know this deep inside. Now he knows she returns his feelings. What is he supposed to do with that information? This is going to get bad before it gets better I fear. I feel the most concerned for Severus who has more to lose. He would have let this lay if she hadn't egged him on. He didn't pursue her because he didn't want to be hurt. He felt it was inappropriate but aslo that she would never be interested in him because of his age. He isn't looking for a booty call. Has she thought that he might be interested in more than sex? Now that she has gotten his hopes up what does she plan to do about it? Has she thought it through that far? Again I ask, has she thought this through?
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Of course not. She's nineteen. She knows she wants him but hasn't really thought beyond the moment. You know what they are like at that age! :)
It's too bad Severus feels he still has to be a git. I know potions is dangerous, but I'm sure he could get the NEWT students to cooperate without being mean.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Not sure he knows any other way to behave. :)
Well, I've been thinking about how brave Hermione is. She has been nothing but professional. I admire her. I am a femenist, but I don't think I could have been that relaxed in her situation. It is unusual to find a young woman that is so comfortable with her own body and isn't recriminating herself for imagined flaws for one thing. She doesn't feel super sexy but she also doesn't feel embarrassed about any of her features. I suppose I wouldn't be able to pose like that without feeling at least as aroused as she did. She did have the knowledge of the truth to keep her from getting carried away. On the other hand, Severus was very hard on himself but he didn't judge her for feeling aroused too. What a gentleman. I am feeling very sorry for Severus. He is so sensitive. He's got it bad for Hermione and she's only "just interested" in comparison. She is young and has never really been in love yet. She doesn't know what a broken heart is yet. I've heard it said that women fall in love easier, but men fall in love harder. I suppose one could say he is only sexually interested in her but we know he wouldn't be aroused if he didn't truely like her for herself. Female Death Eaters didn't have the same affect on him. And what do you expect a normal red blooded male to do when a beutiful and aroused teenaged woman is willing to lay there with her legs spread for you for hours while you examine her every nuance', realising she is aroused because she is showing her lady parts to you. How sad for him to have her treat him so causally kind and truely proffesionally, to be honest. It must make him feel like he's just a harmless old man, and maybe even as if he was a trusted harmless old favorite uncle that paints lots of nude women and figure that she could never imagine him as a sexual creature even when she knows he desires her. Because while he could tell she was obviously aroused, I'm certain he didn't immagine it was due to the fact that she was thinking sexy thoughts of him. Hermione acted completely professionally. How was she to know he would develope feeling for her. I sense that this will get worse before it gets better, but I'm comforted by the hope that you will help them work this out and they will be whole in the end and a happy couple.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
It's sort of like biting off more than you can chew, isn't it? Neither of them really knew what they were getting into, but are trying as hard as possible not to ruin the hard work they have done so far by given in to their physical responses. :)
This story reminds me. About 16 years ago I went to the Musee d'Orsay in Paris with a friend. We thought we had seen everything there until we were leaving and I saw the postcard for the L'orignine Du Monde. I was like, "Hey Kathy! Hold on! Look at this! We've obviously missed a section somewhere because I'm sure we haven't seen this yet! My eyes had landed on it immediately like a magnet as I scanned the stand. 
I wonder how many people actually buy that postcard? I personally prefer my postcard of the statue of David for unreligious reasons. He has such large hands. I love large hands on a man. 
Which reminds me again! Later at the Louvre, we were down by the mummies. The underwire in my bra had broken through the fabric. I just couldn't bare it jabbing me between my breasts anymore, coupled with my painful feet from walking all over the city. So, I reached into the top of my sweater and pulled and struggled and pulled and wrestled it somemore, as I tried to get the wire out of my bra. There was an older woman resting in a chair by the wall. She was looking at me in horror as if I was about to pull a bomb out of my bra and blow the whole place up! Finally, I got the wire out and looked at her as I pulled it out of the top of my sweater holding it up. Her face and eyes lit up in a friendly smile of comradery as she nodded her head sagely and said, "Ahhhhh!" I saved that underwire with all of my other Paris mementos. Apparently broken underwires transcend the language barrier. 
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Love it. Every woman can understand that pain!
Very lovely!!!! 
Can't wizards feel the magic signature of another magical person when they are together? I wonder if he stares at her long enough he will notice she is wearing a glamour? I don't know how they work in this story, but it seems in other stories they can be detected by the trained eye, and if anyone has a trained eye it is Severus Snape. I suppose we see what we expect to see and he isn't expecting to be deceived. 
I wonder how long Hermione can keep up the charade? I'm a little surprised he didn't recognize her voice when she was on her feminist rant. Maybe he has never really listened to her because she annoyed him so much. 
If she pulls this off for the holiday, I can't imagine he won't become suspicious after school starts. After watching her for so long he will have to notice the similarities of voice, scent, hand gestures and facial expressions when he see's her in class. What if he falls in love or infatuation with his model? During breaks he will surely find out what an intelligent woman she is and find her interesting. That could be good or very bad depending on how he takes it when he finds out who she really is. What a tangle that will be. 
Ha! I had no idea this would be bringing up the feminist cause when I went on my own rant in the last review!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Just pretend for the sake of the story that he can only see a magical signature if he actually looks for it. He sees what he expects... a Muggle. ;)
Great stream of consciousness monologue! Yey for the hippies! My mom was a hippie. Bodies are just natural. Handy for the breastfeeding lady except when people are offended at mums breastfeeding in public and mistakenly say something in my presence and I have to climb up on my feminist soap box. I have to climb because I'm quite short, but once I'm up there I am very passionate. People who can't look at a breastfeeding baby without sexualizing it makes me very uncomfortable and I don't think they should be allowed to do that in public. It totally grosses me out! Strange. The young women that are my colleagues at work don't understand feminism. Why did they become lactation consultants and childbirth educators? Will Hermione tell him who she is or not? I am going with "not" for the time being.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Totally agree about breastfeeding. It's perfectly natural and if people don't like it they don't have to look. Prats. :)
This end of this chapter had me in in fits of little school girl giggles hehe. Can't to see the real reactions to that scene!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
LOL Thanks. :D
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Yeah I wrote that review very late haha not my best typing skills lol, I've finished the whole story now and I just loved it, well done :)
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Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Thank you. :D
I've thoroughly enjoyed this. I remember reading this when it first started to post and I'm so happy to see it completed now. I meant to stop inbetween to leave reviews, but I was to eager to see what happens next.There are so many things to love here: the relationship between Severus and Hermione, Snape the painter (and I can see him so well pouring all his pent-up emotions into his art over the years), the friendship between Hermione and Blaise, the relationship between Draco and Neville...I had to grin when Kingsley turned out to have a wife after all - apearances can be deceptive ;)Very delightful tale with a lovely happy ending for all!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
LOL Some me ARE just well groomed. Thanks for stopping by to review! :)
nooooooooo! i'm not ready for it to end! any next generation of their children fics u are thinking of?
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
I don't do next gen fics. I'll let others take that on.:)
love the argus kiss and his inclusion and pride in his hobby!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Thank you. :)