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Criminale di le Cuore (Crimes of the Heart)
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult +
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
Views:
23,312
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Casa di Spiriti (House of Spirits)
AN:// Challenges in this section:Writing, Writing for Harlequin, Pumpkin, Graveyard Visits, Halloween Feast, Haunted House, Trick or Treat, Back from the Dead, Halloween, Scream, graveyard visit
Draco Malfoy was walking to the Snape home at his father’s request. The elder Malfoy wanted to know what went on Snape’s house in an effort to find anything that would discredit him. If Snape was discredited his father regain the favor that he had lost. What the pure-blood never said was if Snape lost his position he would loose everything he owned including his young concubine. Draco was never fond of Granger but he could not help but be shaken at the shadow of her former self locked in her mind.
A place where her friends were still alive her side had won and it was the second week of October. Last time he looked in on her she was preparing for Mrs. Weasley and Angelina’s birthdays well as Halloween. His family and friends were often mistaken for hers in the delusion of her mind. Halloween was a fitting time in a way. Harry Potter was brought back from the dead whenever Hermione saw him. Her house was a haunted house were the ghosts of the long dead come back to haunt him. He stopped in front of her door preparing himself for another troubling encounter.
Hermione Snape woke to the house-elf Winky bringing her breakfast. Severus joined her and they ate together, sharing the few precious moments they had these days. Eventually Severus had to return to his work at the ministry leaving her to entertain herself. She missed him but she knew the work with Kingsley was important. They were rebuilding their world after war tore it apart. Thank Merlin they were able to defeat the evil and restore Sirius to Harry. It was a shame that they could not for Dumbledore; sometimes in life things are not meant to be.
The Order moved on trying to rebuild their world for a better future for all creatures for Dumbeldore and so many others that died fighting for it. Hermione finished her schooling and found her talent. The witch was torn between working for the Ministry or write professionally for Harlequin. It was Professor McGonagall that convinced Hermione that she would be happiest as a writer. She would always be thankful for her former professor insistence not to give up on the broken relationship with Severus. After the war was over he proposed and she gladly accepted settling in London.
The witch shivered at a sudden chill in the air. Winter would be a bitter one if it were She already this cold in October She dressed quickly pushing her thoughts from her mind. There was much to do before the party tomorrow and little time to do it in. The wild-haired writer was going downstairs to finish her pumpkin pie when she heard the doorbell ring. She opened the door to see Harry in his Auror training robes. “Well this is a surprise Harry. Come in.” He gave her a small smile and entered the house looking exhausted yet happy.
The door opens revealing a pale and thin figure in a red sweater; his graveyard visit was about to begin. He gives her a small smile and enters the house trying to look calm and collected and not terrified. He follows her to the kitchen passing the candy bought for the muggle tradition of trick or treat, the long table set as it would at the Halloween Feast at Hogwarts complete with settings for people he saw murdered their faces frozen in silent screams. Once they reach the kitchen she gives him a butterbeer and they sit down and talk
Draco Malfoy was walking to the Snape home at his father’s request. The elder Malfoy wanted to know what went on Snape’s house in an effort to find anything that would discredit him. If Snape was discredited his father regain the favor that he had lost. What the pure-blood never said was if Snape lost his position he would loose everything he owned including his young concubine. Draco was never fond of Granger but he could not help but be shaken at the shadow of her former self locked in her mind.
A place where her friends were still alive her side had won and it was the second week of October. Last time he looked in on her she was preparing for Mrs. Weasley and Angelina’s birthdays well as Halloween. His family and friends were often mistaken for hers in the delusion of her mind. Halloween was a fitting time in a way. Harry Potter was brought back from the dead whenever Hermione saw him. Her house was a haunted house were the ghosts of the long dead come back to haunt him. He stopped in front of her door preparing himself for another troubling encounter.
Hermione Snape woke to the house-elf Winky bringing her breakfast. Severus joined her and they ate together, sharing the few precious moments they had these days. Eventually Severus had to return to his work at the ministry leaving her to entertain herself. She missed him but she knew the work with Kingsley was important. They were rebuilding their world after war tore it apart. Thank Merlin they were able to defeat the evil and restore Sirius to Harry. It was a shame that they could not for Dumbledore; sometimes in life things are not meant to be.
The Order moved on trying to rebuild their world for a better future for all creatures for Dumbeldore and so many others that died fighting for it. Hermione finished her schooling and found her talent. The witch was torn between working for the Ministry or write professionally for Harlequin. It was Professor McGonagall that convinced Hermione that she would be happiest as a writer. She would always be thankful for her former professor insistence not to give up on the broken relationship with Severus. After the war was over he proposed and she gladly accepted settling in London.
The witch shivered at a sudden chill in the air. Winter would be a bitter one if it were She already this cold in October She dressed quickly pushing her thoughts from her mind. There was much to do before the party tomorrow and little time to do it in. The wild-haired writer was going downstairs to finish her pumpkin pie when she heard the doorbell ring. She opened the door to see Harry in his Auror training robes. “Well this is a surprise Harry. Come in.” He gave her a small smile and entered the house looking exhausted yet happy.
The door opens revealing a pale and thin figure in a red sweater; his graveyard visit was about to begin. He gives her a small smile and enters the house trying to look calm and collected and not terrified. He follows her to the kitchen passing the candy bought for the muggle tradition of trick or treat, the long table set as it would at the Halloween Feast at Hogwarts complete with settings for people he saw murdered their faces frozen in silent screams. Once they reach the kitchen she gives him a butterbeer and they sit down and talk