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Life After Death
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
4,249
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23
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Chapter 4
Chapter 4
The day passed in a blur of research. Alan searched the Black family library from beginning to end and even searched the vault at Gringotts but found nothing. As the time to meet Minerva back at Hogwarts drew near Hermione seemed to become more resigned. He watched her enthusiasm wane and her eyes get a hopeless look to them.
He held little hope of saving Ron. Bellatrix was a genius at curses. She gave new meaning to the fine line between genius and insanity. They simply did not have enough time to unravel this puzzle.
“Thank you for your help Mr. Prince. I think we should be getting back to Hogwarts now.” Hermione said with a sigh. It nearly broke his heart to see her so dejected.
“Yes, I believe you are correct. I’m sorry I couldn’t be more help.” he replied.
“You were more help than you realize. I could never have covered this much material by myself today. I feel confident that if the answer were here we would have found it.” the witch said as she led him to the fireplace.
Throwing in some floo powder they each called out “Hogwarts Head Mistresses office.” They soon found themselves stepping into chaos. The room seemed full to capacity with Weasleys.
Glancing around the room it was obvious that something had happened. Alan’s eyes landed on the familiar blond hair of the Malfoy men. They both turned to look at him across the sea of red hair and gave a slight shake of their heads. ‘So, we are too late.’ he thought. His gaze turned to Hermione who was being engulfed in a hug by none other than The Boy Who Triumphed.
Potter’s eyes were red and puffy. He tilted his head down to her ear and whispered something while he held her. Severus saw her jerk her face up to him and her eyes were wide and panicked. She jerked away from him and ran for the door to the office. As he turned to follow her he felt a hand on his arm. It was Minerva.
“Give her a minute to say goodbye. The stasis wore off and he has been made comfortable. Poppy has been able to cut his pain receptors off enough for him to say a quick goodbye to everyone. It will be over in a few moments.” she said sadly. Alan put his arm around her shoulders and gave her a one armed hug. For just a moment she rested her head on his shoulder. Then she stood straight and tall and began ushering people to the Room of Requirement for a more comfortable seating and a round of good scotch.
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Alan stayed at Malfoy Manor for a few weeks. He did not attend the funeral for Ron even though he was invited. He didn’t think he could watch her in misery and not blow his cover. He wasn’t ready to reveal his secret to her yet.
A week after the funeral Hermione was in Diagon Alley to purchase books for her last year at university. She decided to get an ice cream and rest before she hit the parchment and quill shop. After ordering the treat she sat in the window looking over the busy shoppers. She smiled when she saw an obvious muggle family shopping for their magical child’s first year at Hogwarts. Had her parents ever looked that lost in Diagon Alley?
Alan was seated across the room sipping a hot chocolate when she came in and decided to go over and try for a conversation with her. As he approached he saw her smile at something outside the window. Glancing outside he only saw a confused looking set of parents and a child going into the book store across the street. Looking back to her she had returned to her ice cream.
“May I join you? he asked. He was relieved when she recognized him immediately and gestured to the seat across from her with a smile.
“ Of course “ Hermione replied. She was certain of it now. That voice could only belong to one person. Why the cloak and dagger routine? If he wanted his privacy she was more than wiling to give it to him. His mannerisms and voice were a dead giveaway. Severus Snape was alive and well and having a treat with her In Florene Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlor .
“How are you doing?” He didn’t know what to say now that he was sitting in front of her.
“ I’m very well thank you. I was shopping for my books for my last year at university” Her mind was whirl with how to approach him now that she was sure of her hunch.
“Oh, what are you Mastering in?” It was easy to sound interested because he was, and this would give him a chance to offer her an apprenticeship with him.
“Potions. I will also have minor degrees in Charms and Transfigurations.” She was proud of her accomplishments. It had been hard work. Not many people could graduate with a triple degree.
“That’s quite an accomplishment. I imagine you have Potion Masters lining up for your apprenticeship.” he said with a small smile. He intended to be first in line.
“No. No one had shown an interest yet. I will send out my letters of application after I take my final exams.” Hermione did have the grace to blush at the complement. What she wouldn’t have given to hear that in her years at Hogwarts!
“Well then let me be the first to offer you an apprenticeship. Prince Potions would be honored to have you as part of our company.” he drawled.
A mischievous glint sparkled in the witches eye for just a moment. She looked around to see if anyone was watching them and when she was sure no one was she gave a discrete waive of her wand. The distinctive feel of being in a bubble came over both of them as she cast a privacy spell. She turned to her companion and gave a truly Slytherin smirk.
“ I am surprised my ex-professor would want an “insufferable know-it-all” like me around.” she said softly as she watched his face closely. From her vantage point leaning slightly in to the table she saw his face register surprise then pride as he looked at her.
“I knew you would figure it out eventually. I did not expect it to be this soon.” was his only reply. He glanced around the room and motioned for her to follow him. The pair picked up her bags and walked out into the autumn sunshine.
He led her to an apparition point and stepped very close to her. He tilted his head to look into her eyes.
“ Do you trust me Hermione?” He reached out to lightly rest his hands on her shoulders.
“Implicitly.” was her only answer as she stared into his eyes. With a small pop the were gone.
The day passed in a blur of research. Alan searched the Black family library from beginning to end and even searched the vault at Gringotts but found nothing. As the time to meet Minerva back at Hogwarts drew near Hermione seemed to become more resigned. He watched her enthusiasm wane and her eyes get a hopeless look to them.
He held little hope of saving Ron. Bellatrix was a genius at curses. She gave new meaning to the fine line between genius and insanity. They simply did not have enough time to unravel this puzzle.
“Thank you for your help Mr. Prince. I think we should be getting back to Hogwarts now.” Hermione said with a sigh. It nearly broke his heart to see her so dejected.
“Yes, I believe you are correct. I’m sorry I couldn’t be more help.” he replied.
“You were more help than you realize. I could never have covered this much material by myself today. I feel confident that if the answer were here we would have found it.” the witch said as she led him to the fireplace.
Throwing in some floo powder they each called out “Hogwarts Head Mistresses office.” They soon found themselves stepping into chaos. The room seemed full to capacity with Weasleys.
Glancing around the room it was obvious that something had happened. Alan’s eyes landed on the familiar blond hair of the Malfoy men. They both turned to look at him across the sea of red hair and gave a slight shake of their heads. ‘So, we are too late.’ he thought. His gaze turned to Hermione who was being engulfed in a hug by none other than The Boy Who Triumphed.
Potter’s eyes were red and puffy. He tilted his head down to her ear and whispered something while he held her. Severus saw her jerk her face up to him and her eyes were wide and panicked. She jerked away from him and ran for the door to the office. As he turned to follow her he felt a hand on his arm. It was Minerva.
“Give her a minute to say goodbye. The stasis wore off and he has been made comfortable. Poppy has been able to cut his pain receptors off enough for him to say a quick goodbye to everyone. It will be over in a few moments.” she said sadly. Alan put his arm around her shoulders and gave her a one armed hug. For just a moment she rested her head on his shoulder. Then she stood straight and tall and began ushering people to the Room of Requirement for a more comfortable seating and a round of good scotch.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Alan stayed at Malfoy Manor for a few weeks. He did not attend the funeral for Ron even though he was invited. He didn’t think he could watch her in misery and not blow his cover. He wasn’t ready to reveal his secret to her yet.
A week after the funeral Hermione was in Diagon Alley to purchase books for her last year at university. She decided to get an ice cream and rest before she hit the parchment and quill shop. After ordering the treat she sat in the window looking over the busy shoppers. She smiled when she saw an obvious muggle family shopping for their magical child’s first year at Hogwarts. Had her parents ever looked that lost in Diagon Alley?
Alan was seated across the room sipping a hot chocolate when she came in and decided to go over and try for a conversation with her. As he approached he saw her smile at something outside the window. Glancing outside he only saw a confused looking set of parents and a child going into the book store across the street. Looking back to her she had returned to her ice cream.
“May I join you? he asked. He was relieved when she recognized him immediately and gestured to the seat across from her with a smile.
“ Of course “ Hermione replied. She was certain of it now. That voice could only belong to one person. Why the cloak and dagger routine? If he wanted his privacy she was more than wiling to give it to him. His mannerisms and voice were a dead giveaway. Severus Snape was alive and well and having a treat with her In Florene Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlor .
“How are you doing?” He didn’t know what to say now that he was sitting in front of her.
“ I’m very well thank you. I was shopping for my books for my last year at university” Her mind was whirl with how to approach him now that she was sure of her hunch.
“Oh, what are you Mastering in?” It was easy to sound interested because he was, and this would give him a chance to offer her an apprenticeship with him.
“Potions. I will also have minor degrees in Charms and Transfigurations.” She was proud of her accomplishments. It had been hard work. Not many people could graduate with a triple degree.
“That’s quite an accomplishment. I imagine you have Potion Masters lining up for your apprenticeship.” he said with a small smile. He intended to be first in line.
“No. No one had shown an interest yet. I will send out my letters of application after I take my final exams.” Hermione did have the grace to blush at the complement. What she wouldn’t have given to hear that in her years at Hogwarts!
“Well then let me be the first to offer you an apprenticeship. Prince Potions would be honored to have you as part of our company.” he drawled.
A mischievous glint sparkled in the witches eye for just a moment. She looked around to see if anyone was watching them and when she was sure no one was she gave a discrete waive of her wand. The distinctive feel of being in a bubble came over both of them as she cast a privacy spell. She turned to her companion and gave a truly Slytherin smirk.
“ I am surprised my ex-professor would want an “insufferable know-it-all” like me around.” she said softly as she watched his face closely. From her vantage point leaning slightly in to the table she saw his face register surprise then pride as he looked at her.
“I knew you would figure it out eventually. I did not expect it to be this soon.” was his only reply. He glanced around the room and motioned for her to follow him. The pair picked up her bags and walked out into the autumn sunshine.
He led her to an apparition point and stepped very close to her. He tilted his head to look into her eyes.
“ Do you trust me Hermione?” He reached out to lightly rest his hands on her shoulders.
“Implicitly.” was her only answer as she stared into his eyes. With a small pop the were gone.