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Chapter Eleven
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Chapter Eleven
Hermione stopped sipping on her tea, looking to the Ministry officials in front of her. Did they just ask her to work for the Ministry of Magic and if so, why did it feel as if they did so to keep her under their thumb?
She went on to take a drink of the blend of tea that Severus made specifically for her. Since she had left the hospital wing the day before there hadn’t been much of anything that Severus didn’t either make for her or at least tested to insure her health.
But now there was this. Percy and some woman she couldn’t recall her name of as the introduction was so quickly made it could have been a speed talker making it were asking her to work for the Ministry of Magic. It was supposed to be an honor them doing so, but she couldn’t escape the thought they were doing it for all the wrong reasons. Thinking it over, she put her tea aside and looked to the people in front of her.
“That is quite an honor,” she murmured. “But I must decline.”
Percy Weasley looked like he was about to pop a vessel when she said as much. “B-but you would be working on new law!”
“As what?” she inquired. “The girl that makes the coffee?” She looked towards the witch that said that as ‘an untrained’ member of the workforce Hermione would take a lesser roll. “I am very honored you thought enough of me to come here in order to offer me this position. The simple fact of it all is that I am not one built for government work.”
A witch stood up, looking affronted. “I should have expect as much from a…”
Hermione stood up and was face to face with her. “A what?” she asked, her voice low and hard. “You do realize that by insulting me, you only make yourself look bad?” She looked over to Percy. “Join me a moment?” She nodded off to the side, waiting for him to come over. “How are you?”
“You should take the job!” he hissed.
“No, I shouldn’t as I am going to leave policy making to those such as yourself who are skilled enough to write it well and wise enough to know when to enforce it,” she replied. “And you have yet to answer my question.”
Rolling his eyes he said, “I’m fine.”
“Have you been to visit your family recently?”
He flushed at her words. “I’ve been busy.”
“I know,” she murmured. “But I would have thought you learned the most important lesson of all. Your family isn’t going to be around forever. At least let them know you are there for them. They love you.”
“Thank you,” he breathed. “For Fred.”
She smiled. “No need for thanks. You’re my family too.” Hermione flicked a look at the woman, whose temper was getting the better of her as they spoke. “Now be a grand brother to me and get that wretched woman out of here before I hex her.”
Percy kissed her cheek and escorted the other witch out of the room
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“That ungrateful mudblood bitch!” the woman’s shrill voice had Severus turning from where he was heading and going straight over to the witch in question.
Percy Weasley was blocking the path of Winifred Umbridge as she was trying to get to Hermione, who was standing in the doorway looking relaxed and only slightly annoyed.
“That is highly inappropriate language,” Hermione said dryly. “Not to mention very unimaginative.”
Whipping out her wand, the older witch pushed past Percy and straight over to Hermione.
“My aunt told me all about you,” she sneered. “No better than a common whore!”
“Your aunt?” Hermione asked. “Now who would that be?”
“Dolores Umbridge!” she said with pride.
This caused the younger witch to frown. “That woman was a tyrannical, power hungry bigot and you’re proud that you have genetic ties to her?” This gained a snort of laughter coming from Percy, who quickly stifled it.
Winifred brought up her wand directly into Hermione’s face. “I should hex you right now!”
“Don’t you even dare,” Severus said, his voice low and lethal. “You are a guest on these grounds and I will not have dueling in the hallways. But if you so wish, we may take this to the dueling arena?”
“I’m agreeable,” Hermione said, looking into the woman’s squinty eyes.
It was with a patronizing grin that the older witch said, “I’ll wait while you fetch your wand.”
Hermione stepped away from the doorway, answering, “Whoever said I needed a wand? Let’s go.”
***
Word of the duel spread like wildfire through a water starved canyon. Severus stood in the middle of the staging area as the two women approached him from either side. Hermione stopped, her eyes glued to her opponent’s. Winifred Umbridge glared at her, trying to intimidate, but only managed to make Hermione feel as if she were wasting her time.
“There shall be no killing, Unforgivables, or other forms of dark magic allowed,” Severus told them.
“Can I set her on fire?” Hermione asked him.
“Not completely so, no,” he answered.
“How about dropping her from a great height?” she inquired next.
“How great of a height?”
“No more than ten meters…”
“Ten meters!” Winifred exclaimed. “You could never…AAHH!” The woman shot straight into the air and stopped. She stayed there wriggling like bait on a fishing line.
“That’s fifteen meters, not ten,” Severus chastised dryly.
“So is that a no?” Hermione asked.
“Yes, Miss Granger, that is a no,” he said as she dropped the woman quickly back to the stage, letting her freefall the last three feet.
Winifred leapt to her feet, whipping her wand to pointing it again at Hermione. “You did that on purpose!”
“Of course I did, you daft cow,” Hermione answered. “Headmaster Snape, have all the instructions been given?”
“Yes, Miss Granger, that they have,” he murmured.
“Then exit the stage, if you will? I don’t want you hurt by Miss Umbridge by accident. Something tells me that she doesn’t aim all that well.”
He flicked a look at the gapping woman across from his witch and muttered, “Kick her ass.”
Severus no sooner exited the stage than Winifred threw a stunning spell at her. Easily dodged, Hermione stood there looking at her as one would an errant child.
“That’s the best you can do?” Hermione taunted her. “I was expecting something a little more impressive given your snobbish attitude.”
“Like what?” the other witch demanded.
“Oh something more along the lines of this.”
The two large windows behind Hermione blew out towards the woman, making everyone there scream, but that was just the beginning. The glass shards came together so that it formed a giant yeti like monster, standing directly in front of the Ministry official that towered over the other witch at ten feet tall. It took two steps before letting out a roar that had Winifred Umbridge screaming her head off in terror. The glass beast hit the floor and turned back into the base elements of what it was made of as it did so.
Hermione took several steps forward until she was face to face with the now shaking woman. “Stand down, because it only gets worse from here.”
“You-you…” she stammered.
“I am Hermione Jane Granger, a muggle born elemental witch,” she told her fiercely. “And we are finished here.”
A roar of applause went up within the student body at her words. Severus went over to her, offering his arm to her as he beamed with pride over the outcome of the duel. It was Percy that came over and pulled Winifred away from the stage, giving a secret thumbs up to Hermione as he walked her away.
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Chapter Eleven
Hermione stopped sipping on her tea, looking to the Ministry officials in front of her. Did they just ask her to work for the Ministry of Magic and if so, why did it feel as if they did so to keep her under their thumb?
She went on to take a drink of the blend of tea that Severus made specifically for her. Since she had left the hospital wing the day before there hadn’t been much of anything that Severus didn’t either make for her or at least tested to insure her health.
But now there was this. Percy and some woman she couldn’t recall her name of as the introduction was so quickly made it could have been a speed talker making it were asking her to work for the Ministry of Magic. It was supposed to be an honor them doing so, but she couldn’t escape the thought they were doing it for all the wrong reasons. Thinking it over, she put her tea aside and looked to the people in front of her.
“That is quite an honor,” she murmured. “But I must decline.”
Percy Weasley looked like he was about to pop a vessel when she said as much. “B-but you would be working on new law!”
“As what?” she inquired. “The girl that makes the coffee?” She looked towards the witch that said that as ‘an untrained’ member of the workforce Hermione would take a lesser roll. “I am very honored you thought enough of me to come here in order to offer me this position. The simple fact of it all is that I am not one built for government work.”
A witch stood up, looking affronted. “I should have expect as much from a…”
Hermione stood up and was face to face with her. “A what?” she asked, her voice low and hard. “You do realize that by insulting me, you only make yourself look bad?” She looked over to Percy. “Join me a moment?” She nodded off to the side, waiting for him to come over. “How are you?”
“You should take the job!” he hissed.
“No, I shouldn’t as I am going to leave policy making to those such as yourself who are skilled enough to write it well and wise enough to know when to enforce it,” she replied. “And you have yet to answer my question.”
Rolling his eyes he said, “I’m fine.”
“Have you been to visit your family recently?”
He flushed at her words. “I’ve been busy.”
“I know,” she murmured. “But I would have thought you learned the most important lesson of all. Your family isn’t going to be around forever. At least let them know you are there for them. They love you.”
“Thank you,” he breathed. “For Fred.”
She smiled. “No need for thanks. You’re my family too.” Hermione flicked a look at the woman, whose temper was getting the better of her as they spoke. “Now be a grand brother to me and get that wretched woman out of here before I hex her.”
Percy kissed her cheek and escorted the other witch out of the room
***
“That ungrateful mudblood bitch!” the woman’s shrill voice had Severus turning from where he was heading and going straight over to the witch in question.
Percy Weasley was blocking the path of Winifred Umbridge as she was trying to get to Hermione, who was standing in the doorway looking relaxed and only slightly annoyed.
“That is highly inappropriate language,” Hermione said dryly. “Not to mention very unimaginative.”
Whipping out her wand, the older witch pushed past Percy and straight over to Hermione.
“My aunt told me all about you,” she sneered. “No better than a common whore!”
“Your aunt?” Hermione asked. “Now who would that be?”
“Dolores Umbridge!” she said with pride.
This caused the younger witch to frown. “That woman was a tyrannical, power hungry bigot and you’re proud that you have genetic ties to her?” This gained a snort of laughter coming from Percy, who quickly stifled it.
Winifred brought up her wand directly into Hermione’s face. “I should hex you right now!”
“Don’t you even dare,” Severus said, his voice low and lethal. “You are a guest on these grounds and I will not have dueling in the hallways. But if you so wish, we may take this to the dueling arena?”
“I’m agreeable,” Hermione said, looking into the woman’s squinty eyes.
It was with a patronizing grin that the older witch said, “I’ll wait while you fetch your wand.”
Hermione stepped away from the doorway, answering, “Whoever said I needed a wand? Let’s go.”
***
Word of the duel spread like wildfire through a water starved canyon. Severus stood in the middle of the staging area as the two women approached him from either side. Hermione stopped, her eyes glued to her opponent’s. Winifred Umbridge glared at her, trying to intimidate, but only managed to make Hermione feel as if she were wasting her time.
“There shall be no killing, Unforgivables, or other forms of dark magic allowed,” Severus told them.
“Can I set her on fire?” Hermione asked him.
“Not completely so, no,” he answered.
“How about dropping her from a great height?” she inquired next.
“How great of a height?”
“No more than ten meters…”
“Ten meters!” Winifred exclaimed. “You could never…AAHH!” The woman shot straight into the air and stopped. She stayed there wriggling like bait on a fishing line.
“That’s fifteen meters, not ten,” Severus chastised dryly.
“So is that a no?” Hermione asked.
“Yes, Miss Granger, that is a no,” he said as she dropped the woman quickly back to the stage, letting her freefall the last three feet.
Winifred leapt to her feet, whipping her wand to pointing it again at Hermione. “You did that on purpose!”
“Of course I did, you daft cow,” Hermione answered. “Headmaster Snape, have all the instructions been given?”
“Yes, Miss Granger, that they have,” he murmured.
“Then exit the stage, if you will? I don’t want you hurt by Miss Umbridge by accident. Something tells me that she doesn’t aim all that well.”
He flicked a look at the gapping woman across from his witch and muttered, “Kick her ass.”
Severus no sooner exited the stage than Winifred threw a stunning spell at her. Easily dodged, Hermione stood there looking at her as one would an errant child.
“That’s the best you can do?” Hermione taunted her. “I was expecting something a little more impressive given your snobbish attitude.”
“Like what?” the other witch demanded.
“Oh something more along the lines of this.”
The two large windows behind Hermione blew out towards the woman, making everyone there scream, but that was just the beginning. The glass shards came together so that it formed a giant yeti like monster, standing directly in front of the Ministry official that towered over the other witch at ten feet tall. It took two steps before letting out a roar that had Winifred Umbridge screaming her head off in terror. The glass beast hit the floor and turned back into the base elements of what it was made of as it did so.
Hermione took several steps forward until she was face to face with the now shaking woman. “Stand down, because it only gets worse from here.”
“You-you…” she stammered.
“I am Hermione Jane Granger, a muggle born elemental witch,” she told her fiercely. “And we are finished here.”
A roar of applause went up within the student body at her words. Severus went over to her, offering his arm to her as he beamed with pride over the outcome of the duel. It was Percy that came over and pulled Winifred away from the stage, giving a secret thumbs up to Hermione as he walked her away.
***
It's time for the Review Sing-A-Long! Yesterday's answer was "Dick in a Box" sung by Justin Timberlake as a part of a bogus group on Saturday Night Live. It was a blast to watch and so funny! If you get the chance, check it out on YouTube. Cookies go out to lilashannah, Anon, Tara, Tenar10r, Jade, Nemesis, and morgana. I'm sorry if I missed you.
It's time for the next song! "Where are you reviewing, my beautiful friend? Is that the road we take to the end?" There it is! Hint? A former Clash band member went on to form this band and is unfortunately no longer with us. There it is. Thanks for reading and have a wonderful day.