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Chapter twenty-three
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Chapter Twenty-three
“Black.”
“You cannot…” Molly started.
“Black,” Hermione repeated for what felt like the thousandth time that morning. “All of you insisted that we have this large affair, for which neither Severus or I care for one way or the other. But I shall not have my wizard feeling like a-a…”
“What in the name of Merlin is that!” the roar came from the doorway of the sitting room.
Hermione glared at the other witches there as she got up and went over to Severus. “Not to worry, Severus. There is no way they are going to get their way in this.”
“Red!” he roared. “They wanted me to wear a red dress robe!”
“You won’t,” she told him.
“Black?” he asked, watching her intensely.
“Jet,” she assured him. “Pitch.”
He kissed her hard on the mouth before taking one more look at the red dress robes. Before he could so much as shudder, Hermione spun around, wand drawn, and set the robes on fire. The other witches there screamed, jumping up and panicking until Minerva put the fire out with a jet of water.
Looking at the two flatly, Molly said, “You could have just said no.”
“Yes, but this worked even better as you didn’t seem to hear me say no three dozen times before,” Hermione replied.
Severus stood by his witch, a slow smile developing on his lips. “Then I’ll leave you to it then, my dear.”
Rose Gardner leaned closer to Ginny, whispering, “Until this happened I was having my doubts about them. But she’s just as scary as he is!”
***
Hermione was looking over paperwork when she heard the noise outside her door. She went over and saw Luna at the window looking out it almost like she was daydreaming.
“Hello Hermione,” she murmured. “Heard about your dress fitting from Ginny.” Luna turned smiling. “Did you pick the pink one?”
“No, I’ve never been much of a person that likes pink,” Hermione replied. “Any good luck?”
“Some, but I have to say that I wouldn’t spit at having more,” she murmured, her light voice lilting as she said so. Luna blinked at her. “You should go with burgundy. It goes with your aura and bad luck demons tend to hate it as well.”
“Oh-kay,” Hermione said drawing out the word. “Uh, do you know how the person that sent the metal ball thing…”
“I’ve been speaking to the Weasley twins and we think we are getting a firmer grasp as to how it was done,” she told her friend.
“You’re working with Fred and George on this?” Hermione asked, thinking that the men in question would have just seen the Ravenclaw student as a convenient person to test some of their products on.
She nodded, saying, “At first I must say that the gnargles went quite crazy around them. But then when I sent out my traps, they called me a mad genius.” Luna tilted her head in contemplation. “I have yet to figure out if that’s a good thing or not.”
“Coming from them?” Hermione asked. “That’s high praise in deed.”
***
Ginny burst into laughter after Hermione finished telling her everything that she had missed. She took a sip of her pumpkin juice and tried to catch her breath as she thought of what to say.
“Okay—first things first! I think I know what’s going on with my brother and that idiot girl,” she murmured, looking around the Great Hall to make certain that they weren’t being overheard. “Lavender has been doing everything in her power to get pregnant.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Hermione muttered, taking a bite of her food.
“I wish I were,” Ginny went on. “Turns out that Lavender doesn’t have even the OWLs to get into most of the NEWTs level classes never mind an internship they’ve been offering to your class level.”
“Not even Divination?” the older witch inquired, as she absently popped a piece of bread into her mouth.
“That’s the only one she did have acceptable scores for. Trouble is that she had more than a little competition and from her own friends no less.” She nodded towards Lavender who was making it a point to have Padma watching how she wasn’t talking to her. “Padma scored higher than she did and thus received the internship as well as an interview with The Prophet once it’s over at the end of the year.”
“Wow,” Hermione said quietly. “I didn’t think of that.”
“What?” Ginny inquired.
“After the internship,” she murmured. “After graduation.” She smiled absently. “I thought I was doing well just thinking of later today.”
“Some of us are,” Ginny told her friend. “Don’t fret over it. You have enough on your mind as it is.”
“Back to Ron?”
Ginny nodded. “So my brother found out her plans and let me tell you that he wasn’t too thrilled about that. He told her that you kicked him in the…”
“He what?” the Great Hall went dead silent at her exclamation. Taking a deep breath, Hermione muttered, “As if I would ever. I would remove his arm and beat him with it before I would kick him there.”
“My mum would be relieved to hear that,” giggled Ginny. “Well, that was the excuse he used for not being able to go through with anything.”
“For heaven sake, he’s a wizard. You would think he would have at least made an attempt to recall contraception potions…” And that’s when the shit hit the fan. “Oh Merlin! I have to go!” She rushed out of the hall with Ginny watching her with concern as she did so.
Hermione found Severus in his office going over paperwork. When he looked up at her, he frowned.
“I thought you were eating with Miss Weasley.”
“That I was,” she stated. “But I have to ask you something. Are you by chance taking a contraception potion or using a birth control charm?”
“No. Why…” Shock had his jaw going slack. “Are you saying that you’re…?” He couldn’t even get the word out.
“No I’m not, but I better test myself,” she murmured, looking at him in shock. “Severus, I just want to let you know that this wasn’t in anyway planned. I was taken off the Potion, because it made me sick. But that was a year ago and honestly I never stopped to think of it until now…”
Severus got up and went over to her, stopping her with a kiss. It was one of the surest ways to silence her once she started a nervous rant. He hugged her as he pressed his lips to her forehead.
“Whatever happens, we will accept,” he murmured. “And just for your information, I know you wouldn’t do anything of the sort.” He frowned. “Why did you even think of that?”
That was when she did roll her eyes. “Just wait until I tell you this!”
Severus muttered a curse. “Is the word ‘no’ anywhere about in his vocabulary?”
“Honestly? Yes, I think he might have known it at one time or another. But I wouldn’t be shocked if he attempted to clear it from his own memory just so he could claim at some later date that he couldn’t recall it.”
Sighing heavily, he said, “Come along with you, witch. We’ll get you tested.”
***
Yet another cliff hanger! Is she--isn't she? Only the next chapter will tell.
Time for the Review Sing-A-Long! The answer to the last one was "Rock On" originally performed by David Essex in 1973. The others that did covers of the song since were Michael Damian, Def Leppard, Smashing Pumpkins, and Silverfish. Cookies in the shape of mini disco mirror balls go out to me3cats, Jennifer, morgana, and SnapesPet30. If I missed anyone, I'm sorry.
Time for the next song! "You can buy your hair if it won't grow/you can fix your nose if you say so/ you can buy all the reviews that M.A.C. can make." There you go. No hints today, sorry. Have a groovy day everyone!
PLEASE READ & REVIEW!!!
***
Chapter Twenty-three
“Black.”
“You cannot…” Molly started.
“Black,” Hermione repeated for what felt like the thousandth time that morning. “All of you insisted that we have this large affair, for which neither Severus or I care for one way or the other. But I shall not have my wizard feeling like a-a…”
“What in the name of Merlin is that!” the roar came from the doorway of the sitting room.
Hermione glared at the other witches there as she got up and went over to Severus. “Not to worry, Severus. There is no way they are going to get their way in this.”
“Red!” he roared. “They wanted me to wear a red dress robe!”
“You won’t,” she told him.
“Black?” he asked, watching her intensely.
“Jet,” she assured him. “Pitch.”
He kissed her hard on the mouth before taking one more look at the red dress robes. Before he could so much as shudder, Hermione spun around, wand drawn, and set the robes on fire. The other witches there screamed, jumping up and panicking until Minerva put the fire out with a jet of water.
Looking at the two flatly, Molly said, “You could have just said no.”
“Yes, but this worked even better as you didn’t seem to hear me say no three dozen times before,” Hermione replied.
Severus stood by his witch, a slow smile developing on his lips. “Then I’ll leave you to it then, my dear.”
Rose Gardner leaned closer to Ginny, whispering, “Until this happened I was having my doubts about them. But she’s just as scary as he is!”
***
Hermione was looking over paperwork when she heard the noise outside her door. She went over and saw Luna at the window looking out it almost like she was daydreaming.
“Hello Hermione,” she murmured. “Heard about your dress fitting from Ginny.” Luna turned smiling. “Did you pick the pink one?”
“No, I’ve never been much of a person that likes pink,” Hermione replied. “Any good luck?”
“Some, but I have to say that I wouldn’t spit at having more,” she murmured, her light voice lilting as she said so. Luna blinked at her. “You should go with burgundy. It goes with your aura and bad luck demons tend to hate it as well.”
“Oh-kay,” Hermione said drawing out the word. “Uh, do you know how the person that sent the metal ball thing…”
“I’ve been speaking to the Weasley twins and we think we are getting a firmer grasp as to how it was done,” she told her friend.
“You’re working with Fred and George on this?” Hermione asked, thinking that the men in question would have just seen the Ravenclaw student as a convenient person to test some of their products on.
She nodded, saying, “At first I must say that the gnargles went quite crazy around them. But then when I sent out my traps, they called me a mad genius.” Luna tilted her head in contemplation. “I have yet to figure out if that’s a good thing or not.”
“Coming from them?” Hermione asked. “That’s high praise in deed.”
***
Ginny burst into laughter after Hermione finished telling her everything that she had missed. She took a sip of her pumpkin juice and tried to catch her breath as she thought of what to say.
“Okay—first things first! I think I know what’s going on with my brother and that idiot girl,” she murmured, looking around the Great Hall to make certain that they weren’t being overheard. “Lavender has been doing everything in her power to get pregnant.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Hermione muttered, taking a bite of her food.
“I wish I were,” Ginny went on. “Turns out that Lavender doesn’t have even the OWLs to get into most of the NEWTs level classes never mind an internship they’ve been offering to your class level.”
“Not even Divination?” the older witch inquired, as she absently popped a piece of bread into her mouth.
“That’s the only one she did have acceptable scores for. Trouble is that she had more than a little competition and from her own friends no less.” She nodded towards Lavender who was making it a point to have Padma watching how she wasn’t talking to her. “Padma scored higher than she did and thus received the internship as well as an interview with The Prophet once it’s over at the end of the year.”
“Wow,” Hermione said quietly. “I didn’t think of that.”
“What?” Ginny inquired.
“After the internship,” she murmured. “After graduation.” She smiled absently. “I thought I was doing well just thinking of later today.”
“Some of us are,” Ginny told her friend. “Don’t fret over it. You have enough on your mind as it is.”
“Back to Ron?”
Ginny nodded. “So my brother found out her plans and let me tell you that he wasn’t too thrilled about that. He told her that you kicked him in the…”
“He what?” the Great Hall went dead silent at her exclamation. Taking a deep breath, Hermione muttered, “As if I would ever. I would remove his arm and beat him with it before I would kick him there.”
“My mum would be relieved to hear that,” giggled Ginny. “Well, that was the excuse he used for not being able to go through with anything.”
“For heaven sake, he’s a wizard. You would think he would have at least made an attempt to recall contraception potions…” And that’s when the shit hit the fan. “Oh Merlin! I have to go!” She rushed out of the hall with Ginny watching her with concern as she did so.
Hermione found Severus in his office going over paperwork. When he looked up at her, he frowned.
“I thought you were eating with Miss Weasley.”
“That I was,” she stated. “But I have to ask you something. Are you by chance taking a contraception potion or using a birth control charm?”
“No. Why…” Shock had his jaw going slack. “Are you saying that you’re…?” He couldn’t even get the word out.
“No I’m not, but I better test myself,” she murmured, looking at him in shock. “Severus, I just want to let you know that this wasn’t in anyway planned. I was taken off the Potion, because it made me sick. But that was a year ago and honestly I never stopped to think of it until now…”
Severus got up and went over to her, stopping her with a kiss. It was one of the surest ways to silence her once she started a nervous rant. He hugged her as he pressed his lips to her forehead.
“Whatever happens, we will accept,” he murmured. “And just for your information, I know you wouldn’t do anything of the sort.” He frowned. “Why did you even think of that?”
That was when she did roll her eyes. “Just wait until I tell you this!”
Severus muttered a curse. “Is the word ‘no’ anywhere about in his vocabulary?”
“Honestly? Yes, I think he might have known it at one time or another. But I wouldn’t be shocked if he attempted to clear it from his own memory just so he could claim at some later date that he couldn’t recall it.”
Sighing heavily, he said, “Come along with you, witch. We’ll get you tested.”
***
Yet another cliff hanger! Is she--isn't she? Only the next chapter will tell.
Time for the Review Sing-A-Long! The answer to the last one was "Rock On" originally performed by David Essex in 1973. The others that did covers of the song since were Michael Damian, Def Leppard, Smashing Pumpkins, and Silverfish. Cookies in the shape of mini disco mirror balls go out to me3cats, Jennifer, morgana, and SnapesPet30. If I missed anyone, I'm sorry.
Time for the next song! "You can buy your hair if it won't grow/you can fix your nose if you say so/ you can buy all the reviews that M.A.C. can make." There you go. No hints today, sorry. Have a groovy day everyone!