A new Life for Harry Potter.

Authors Note: hey guys here is chapter 25, 26 wil be up in a few days. I\'m starting to get the feeling you guys are getting bored with the story. I didnt get one review last chapter and I posted on the weekend. Is it me? Has my writing become boring?

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Hermione was sitting alone in the library thinking about Severus. She hadn’t seen or spoken to him since her uncle interrupted their kiss in the infirmary. That had been two days ago. She had tried asking Rabastan about it but he just pretended not to know what she was talking about. Hermione was worried; a million thoughts plagued her mind. She was worried that maybe Severus regretted kissing her that he was avoiding her on purpose.



She was determined not to give up on him just yet, not until he told her himself that he didn’t want her. Hermione tried in vain to concentrate on her book but gave up after reading the same sentence more than three times. She put the book down on the table next to her and tried to relax in the big comfy leather chair.



Hermione must have dosed off because she didn’t hear anyone enter the library. She was startled awake when a hand on her shoulder shook her out of her slumber. She opened her eyes to see her aunt Bellatrix smiling down at her. Hermione sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes; she looked out the window seeing the sky had turned dark, she must have been asleep for hours.



“Here you are I’ve been looking for you all evening, you’ve nearly missed dinner. Is everything alright, are you ill?” Bellatrix asked her. Hermione smiled. Before, she would have never guessed Bellatrix LeStrange could be so caring. To look at her you wouldn’t think the woman had one maternal instinct within her whole body.



“I’m fine aunt Bella I just dosed off while I was reading.” Hermione told her. Bellatrix smiled at her and help her to stand.



“Well dinner will be severed in an hour. You have a few moments to wash up before you join us in the dining room.” Bellatrix told her.



Hermione nodded and headed out of the library with her aunt. She hurried to her room where she splashed some water on her face and changed out of her rumpled clothes. She changed into a nice dark purple robe; Tom insisted that everyone be appropriately dressed for dinner. Hermione thought it was stupid, but she was staying there for free so who was she to argue. She gave her hair a quick once over with a brush before leaving her room.



Hermione was half way to the dining room when a strong pair of hand pulled her into the dark music room. She gasped and tried to fight out of the embrace, elbowing her captor in the ribs.



“Calm yourself Hermione, it is only me.” The attacker said. Hermione calmed down instantly when she heard Severus’ deep sensual voice. She turned in his arms to face him but she couldn’t see anything in the darkened room, she pulled out her wand casting a lumos illuminating the little space around them in light. The fringes of his hair cast dark shadows about his eyes, but she could still see the soft glow in the dark obsidian pools.



“Severus…what are you doing here?” She asked in a quiet whisper. He smirked at her fully enjoying the way she said his name. He pulled her lithe body closer to his and gently nuzzled her neck.



“I wanted to see you. To finish were we left off in the infirmary.” He told her. He was rubbing slow circles on her back causing Hermione’s skin to heat up beneath her clothes. It took Hermione a moment to clear her head to respond to what he had said.



“I-I thought I had angered you in some way and that you were avoiding me.” She told him, feeling embarrassed by the omission. He chuckled softly while running his thumb over her full bottom lip.



“I assure you my absence these last two days was not because of you. I needed to heal in private. That and your dear uncle Rabastan has ordered me to stay away from you.” He told her. She pulled back in his arms slightly to look at him. She couldn’t believe Rabastan would forbid Severus from seeing her.



“Why would he do that?” She asked him. Severus sighed and pulled her closer to him.



“It is because of my blood statues that your uncle doesn’t want us involved. He doesn’t want to see his only niece tainted by a half blood.” He told her frankly. Hermione was shocked and angry, how could Rabastan feel that way.



“That is completely asinine. What does blood have to do with anything?” She said.



“I have fully intended on ignoring his request; unless you agree and would rather I stopped my advances’?” He asked her. He was smiling but Hermione could see the caution in his eyes. She moved in closer and firmly pressed her lips to his. The kiss was brief but powerful making Hermione weak in the knees. She pulled back from him a little to catch her breath.



“Does that answer your question?” She asked looking him right in the eye. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her again.



“Indeed.” He said. He placed his hand on the back of her head and pulled her forward stealing another kiss. They were so completely ensnared with one another that they lost track of time. The sound of her uncle Rabastan calling her name in the hall made the lovers pull apart.



“Oh no I’m late for dinner; they all must be looking for me.” She told Severus. He nodded and led her out of the music room. When they stepped into the hall they ran right into Rodolphus. Rodolphus frowned when he saw who was accompanying Hermione but he didn’t comment.



“There you are you we were worried you weren’t feeling well.” He said while sending an accusing look at Severus over her head.



“I’m quite well; Severus and I were just on our way to the dining room.” She told him. He nodded and offered her his arm to escort her down to dinner. As she walked with her uncle she could practically feel Severus’ eyes burning into the back of her head. It made her feel twitchy and nervous she had to focus on walking so as to not trip and fall on her face. When they finally got to the dining room she let out a sigh of relief that turned into to a groan when she noticed her uncle Rabastan.



Rodolphus walked her to her seat and pulled out her chair for her. Once she was seated he took his seat next to Bellatrix. Dinner was a quiet and awkward affair. Helaine and Tom had skipped yet another dinner, so Hermione was forced to sit in an uncomfortable silence with Severus, her aunt and uncles. The sound of silverware clinking against plates was slowly grating on Hermione’s nerves. After what felt like forever dinner was finally over and they all adjourned to the parlor for tea.



Hermione tried to listen to Bellatrix and Rodolphus’ conversation about the latest developments in the Ministry but her attention kept being drawn to Severus who was sitting by himself near the fire. When she thought no one was looking she would steal glances at him; every time Severus would catch her and smile causing Hermione to blush and look away. The two of them didn’t notice the way Rabastan was staring at them, with intense blistering rage in his eyes.



Rabastan had thought he had gotten his point across during his conversation with Snape. Now he knew he needed to drive the point home. He wouldn’t stand for his only niece to sully herself with a miserable half blood. Snape was nowhere near good enough for his beloved sister’s daughter. All LeStrange’s married pure bloods and that was the way it was going to stay. After they were through with tea Rabastan didn’t waste any time grabbing Hermione and escorting her to her room. When they arrived at her bedroom door Rabastan stopped her from going inside.



“I want you to stay away from Snape, he isn’t good for you and I won’t have you ruined by someone like him.” He told her. Hermione was furious.



“You can’t tell me who I can or cannot see. Severus is a good man and his blood status doesn’t matter. Have you forgotten that up until a few months ago I was the very thing you hated? What does it matter if Severus isn’t pure blood, the only thing that should matter is how he treats me!” She shouted at him. He pushed her against the door making her wince when the hold he had on her arm tightened.



“You will not defy me on this!” He shouted in her face. Hermione pushed him away and rushed into her room locking and warding the door. She climbed into bed not bothering to remove her clothes and cried herself to sleep.

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