Saving Granger

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Time Flies chapter 3

The next morning dawned another bright, beautiful day at Hogwarts. Hermione was awakened by Harry and Ginny banging on the door to the Head Girl suite. “Hurry up you’ll be late for the last quidditch match of the year!” Ginny yelled.
Realizing she had over slept Hermione jumped up and threw on her dressing robe. She pulled open the door,” Go on I’ll be five minutes behind you. Have someone save me a seat!” The dynamic duo nodded and ran on down the hall in their quidditch robes.

Closing the door and shaking her head, “It’s a wonder they didn’t use their brooms in the hall”. After last nights party in the common room all of her housemates were looking for a win. The house points were so close between Slytherin and Gryffindor that the match was a tie breaker for the house cup. Harry was doing it for Ron. He had dreamed of being Head Boy and winning the house cup. Well, to be fair so had Draco and he was Head Boy this year. Hermione could see being happy whoever won.

As she quickly threw on a pair of worn, faded jeans and a red sweater she thought of the long lunch she had yesterday. She had really enjoyed Professor Snape’s company. With graduation tomorrow she hoped she got a chance to talk to him before hand. Putting her hair in a ponytail with Gryffindor colored ribbons she ran for the quidditch pitch.

As she entered the stands she saw Neville and Luna waiving her over to a seat next to them. It was front and center with a great view if she didn’t look down. She shuddered at the dizzy feeling it gave her. Luna was wearing her hat with the lion that roared. Hermione decided it was good that some things never change. “Thanks for saving me a seat guys.”

Any answer they said was drowned out by the roar of the stands as the Gryffindor team took the field, followed closely behind by the Slytherin team. Madame Hooch called both team captains forward and gave her instructions. Harry and Draco shook hands and play began. It was a hard fought match with close calls and near misses on both sides. Hermione had a hard time keeping up with the game it was moving so fast. About 20 minutes into the game Hermione saw the snitch zoom right past her head. She glanced to Harry and saw him rush at her with Draco hot on his heels. Her attention was on them when they flew past and she didn’t see the bludger flying straight at her. Suddenly she felt someone knock her to the floor of the stands. She looked up to see the bludger had hit right where she had been sitting. She started to say thank you to the person who knocked her out of the way but no one was there. Neville and Luna were hovering over her asking if she was OK. The buzzer was sounding announcing the end of the game. Neither Neville nor Luna saw anyone knock her out of the way.

In the Slytherin stands Professor Snap had saw the bludger head straight for her and let out a yell. He saw a bright flash of red hair as she was knocked out of the way. Snape blinked in confusion. That could not have been Ron Weasley he just saw.
Watching to make sure everything was OK he saw Hermione being helped up. Sighing he realized she was fine. But no sign of the red head who had saved her. Maybe Hermione had her own guardian angel.

With the Gryffindor win everyone flooded back into the castle for the victory celebration. The old house rivalries had died down this year and the parties usually included all the houses in the room of requirement or the great hall. This time it was the great hall. Hermione and her friends were of course the center of attention. She stayed far longer than she would have liked and then returned to her suite to pack some of her things. With all the merriment and packing and getting ready for her speech the next day she didn’t even remember that she wanted to talk to Snape.

After the game all of the teachers were gathered at the head table watching the celebration. Snape’s eyes kept track of Hermione from behind his fall of dark hair. She really was beautiful. It was good to finally see her smile again. All too soon he saw her leave but didn’t follow her. He needed to find a way to get her attention and notice him as someone other than her professor. He wasn’t sure how to go about it. He needed advice. Time to see the Headmaster.
As Hermione was pondering over her graduation speech, Snape was in his quarters doing some pondering of his own. He had spoken to Dumbledore right after lunch. The twinkle in the old wizard’s eye had shone like a super nova when Snape told him he was attracted to Hermione. “I had hoped you two would get together my boy. I think it would be a good match.” his mentor had chuckled. Ok so the Headmaster approved but he hadn’t given him any advice on how to approach her. Well it wasn’t as if he wouldn’t see her after graduation. Draco had told him that Hermione was going to move into Grimauld Pl. while she went to university. Since it was still headquarters and the Order was still wrapping up the last remaining death eaters they were sure to cross paths once in a while.

Graduation day was not so bright and sunny. As a matter of fact it was storming so badly they had to have it in doors. Dumbledore and the rest of the teachers spent quite a while getting the great hall transfigured to accommodate everyone.The teachers table faced onto rows of seats for family and guests. The students would file in from the great hall to receive their diplomas and take a seat behind the teachers table.

All too soon the pomp and speeches were over. Students and teachers were milling about talking to family and guests. Everyone was saying good bye and making sure to exchange floo addresses. Hermione and Draco had graduated side by side as tops in their class. Harry gathered them up to apparate home. Across the mass of people Severus saw them head to the doors. Damn he didn’t get a chance to talk to her or even congratulate her. She had gotten the best scores in 50 years after all. At the last minute she turned around and saw him looking at her. She smiled and waived. He waived back.


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Hermione was very busy the next few weeks. She, Draco, and a team of house elves set about turning 12 Grimauld Pl into not only something you could live in but restored it to its original glory. Dobby had even found a way to get Mrs. Black off the wall. That made moving around the house so much better. “Nothing like redecorating with a rich, gay wizard” Hermione thought. The only snag was suddenly walking in on Harry and Draco during intimate moments. Unfortunately they had “moments” in every room. Hermione took to spending more time out with her friends from childhood until the newness wore off for Harry and Draco.

So it came about that on a Friday morning about 3 weeks after graduation and about a month before the dynamic duo’s wedding that Draco asked Hermione if she would be home that night. “No, I and several of my friends will be hitting that new dance club. Why?” “ We are having a few people over to help with the RSVP’s for the wedding and to get a final tally on guests. I was just wondering how many to set the table for at dinner tonight” Draco responded. “Oh, do you need my help? I can change my plans easily.” Hermione offered.

Draco thought about it for a moment while he chewed his eggs, “No, that’s not necessary we will have plenty of help.Don’t forget the fitting tomorrow afternoon for your dress. It wouldn’t do for the Maid of Honor to have a poorly fitted dress.” he teased. Putting down her fork and crossing her heart with her hand, “I, Hermione Granger solemnly swear that my dress will be fitted to perfection tomorrow at the appointed time.” Both of them broke out laughing. “Hey if you guys get done in time you should come on over to the club. It caters to both muggle and wizard. It would do you both some good to blow off some steam.” Draco looked surprised, “Your right, maybe we can work it in. We have been so busy getting everything in order we haven’t been out much.”

Much later that night Hermione was looking at herself in the mirror. The new outfit looked really good. Draco had taken her shopping and talked her into a tight pair of black leather pants, knee high soft black leather boots with a low heel. He had also picked out a deep red scoop neck silk tee with a black lace bolero jacket over it. She almost felt like the old Hermione. She hadn’t dated since Ron’s death and seeing Harry and Draco so happy together had made her decide it was time to try again. Sighing she sat down at her vanity and charmed her hair smooth with long springy curls in a foamy mass around her shoulders. She put on a little more makeup than normal because the club would be dark. She never saw the indistinct shape of Ron in the corner watching her with a smile on his face as walked out of the room to floo to the club.

At the foot of the stairs she heard voices in the kitchen. Walking into the kitchen she saw several people had already arrived. She smiled to Tonks and Remus. She hugged Neville and Luna. Harry let out a low whistle and gave her the slow once over, “WOW, you look great! I’m gonna send you and Draco shopping more often. If I weren’t taken I would be all over you.” Draco playfully slapped Harry’s arm and everyone laughed.

Hermione blushed and turned for the door calling back over her shoulder “I’ve gotta run or I’ll be late. Remember to meet me there later.” “What’s she talking about?” Tonks asked. “She is off to that new club Back Beat and wants us all to meet her there later.” Draco said. Harry grinned from ear to ear, “Hell yea! Sounds good to me.”

Hermione had just stepped to the fireplace when the flames turned green. She stepped back as Professor Snape stepped through into the room. “Oh, Professor what a pleasant surprise. Draco didn’t tell me you would be here tonight.” she said smiling. “Hello Miss Granger. Draco asked me tonight since I am taking the place of father of the groom. Please call me Severus, I’m no longer your teacher. You look as if you were going out.” he said frowning slightly. Hermione answered brightly, “Yes I am but, I have invited everyone to meet me later. Please call me Hermione.” Taking that last step to the fire place she called out Back Beat and said “I hope to see you later Severus.” as she stepped through.

Oh yes she would see him later if he had anything to say about. That costume she had on was almost too much for him. He had never imagined her in leather. Yes, he would be seeing her later indeed. With that thought he swept out of the room in search of his godson. Maybe he had some ideas on how to attract Miss... Hernione. He also didn't notice the hazy figure of Ron in the shadows smiling and nodding his head.