Lost Memories

His hands slowly slid down her body, along her waist to her thighs






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Chapter
6

 

Hermione
and Snape went to visit Albus with her Pensieve. They explained what had happened with Draco.

 

“Sir,
if we questioned Draco Malfoy with Veritaserum, could the evidence we come up
with be used to convict him?”

 

“It
is possible, although we would need to speak with the Minister of Magic, Amelia
Bones. She is much more open-minded
than Cornelius Fudge, especially since she is a member of the Order. I believe she will be supportive and allow
whatever evidence you collect in during the interrogation to be used against
Draco.”

 

“Yes
sir,” said Severus. “We will go see her
immediately.” They left, pleased with
Albus’ response and support.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

Severus
owled Madam Bones, requesting her to meet with him at Hogwarts. He knew Draco still hung around the
Ministry, hoping to rekindle any connection his father once had with the
Ministry. Madam Bones agreed to meet
with him in Albus’ office.

 

“Albus,
it is a pleasure to see you,” she greeted her friend with a hug.

 

“Amelia,
the pleasure is mine,” his eyes twinkled.
It had been a long journey, but Fudge had finally been thrown out at
Minister, due to the bribes he received from Lucius.

 

“Severus,”
she held out her hand. He shook it.

 

“Madam
Bones, thank you for meeting with me.”

 

“Please,
Amelia, have a seat. Can I get you some
tea?”

 

“Yes
please, with sugar.” Albus poured her a
cup of tea and added two sugar cubes, just the way she liked it.

 

“Madam
Bones,” began Severus. He explained the
entire situation to her and shared Hermione’s Pensieve.

 

“Severus,
I am granting you permission to interrogate Draco Malfoy with Veritaserum. Any evidence you discover can and will be
used against him and he will be tried in a full court,” she said. “From the evidence I have seen in the
Pensieve and assuming you will collect more evidence from him, he will be
brought up on charges of attempted murder.
The Aurors have investigating accusations of Draco selling items that
once belonged to Lord Voldemort, but they keep running into dead ends. I will send two of the Aurors to you
Severus. I want them to be present for
the interrogation. They will also be
two additional witnesses to put him away.”

 

They
discussed their options when interrogating Draco and agreed Severus would make
all of the final arrangements. Later,
Amelia Bones left and Severus returned to Hermione.



He informed he of how the
meeting went and she was very excited.

 

“I know it doesn’t bring my
memory back, but at least there will be justice for what he did.”

 

“Hermione, it will take time
and a lot of patience on both our parts, but I believe you may get your memory
back, eventually. I am not sure how
long it will take, but you have had two flashbacks already. Maybe these flashbacks will continue, and
then maybe they won’t. Either way, you
are the same Hermione.”

 

“How?” she asked, curious to
hear more about herself.

 

“You are determined. Some would call it stubborn and others call
it persistent.”

 

“What do you call it?”

 

“Do I have to answer?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Okay, it depends on what
you’re wanting and how it effects me.”

 

“For example - ”

 

“For example, there was a
time when I wanted to keep my bedroom all black. After all, black is my signature color. You wanted to ‘liven it up’ by changing the colors.”

 

“And this is an example of me
being?”

 

“Stubborn.”

 

“I notice your bedroom is no
longer solid black, but deep purple.”

 

“Yes, we couldn’t agree on
green or red, so we tossed a three headed crunt and it came up purple.”

 

“I like the purple.”

 

“So do I,” he admitted
through gritted teeth. Thoth oth
laughed.

 

They ate a nice, quiet dinner
and then snuggled into their chair to read.
It was quite late when they retired to bed. Again, she snuggle into hiss, as, and gladly accepted her.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

Hermione was the first to
wake up. She looked out the enchanted
window of the dungeon and saw the fresh snow falling. She loved it when it snow.
Severus was still asleep, so she decided to get up and take a shower and
inspect his library some more.

 

After her shower, she dressed
and walked out into the room to find Severus wakup. up. He looked at her. She nearly took his breath away from her beauty.

 

“Happy Christmas,” he said.

 

“Oh my gosh, I forgot!” she
squeaked. Looking around, she noticed a
pile of presents by the fireplace. The
one on top had her name on it and it was from Severus.

 

“Let me take a quick shower
and then we will open the presents,” he said, getting out of bed.

 

“Okay,” she agreed, eyeing
the presents.

 

“And Hermione.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“No peeking.” She looked at him as if she had been
insulted.

 

“How dare you make such an
accusation!” she snapped playfully.
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“My love, our second
Christmas together, I went to take a shower and you snuck into the presents.”

 

“How do you know?” she
blushed.

 

He raised an eyebrow as a sly
smile appeared across his face. “If I
tell you, you will be blushing exactly as you did when looking at my Pensieve.”

 

She blushed even more. “Go take your shower Severus,” she playfully
sneered.

 

As tempting as the presents
were, she stayed away from them. She
wished she had remembered it was Christmas so she would at least have gotten
Severus a gift. Instead of dwelling
over it, she decided to order breakfast.
Feeling very hungry, she ordered a little bit of everything.

 

Severus came out of the
bathroom, completely dressed in his black robes, of course.

 

“Perfect,” he said, looking
the food. They ate while he shared with
her some of their previous Christmases.
Finally, the time came to open presents.

 

He took the one on top of the
pile and handed it to her. “This is for
my love.” She smiled. It was the second time he called her his love
and it gave her such a warm feeling.
Wasting no time, she opened it.

 

“Oh Severus,” she
gasped. She pulled out the most elegant
matching, his and her formal robes.
They were the deepest purple with gold trim.

 

“I know I maybe assuming too
much here, but before your accident, we had decided that we would move into
Snape manor. This would give us the
title Lord and Lady Snape. You had
mentioned that we would need the appropriate robes to match the title, so I had
these custom made for us.”

 

She was speechless. The robes were so beautiful that she could
not stop looking at them.

 

“Maybe I shouldn’t have given
them to you,” he said, noticing her silence.

 

“No Severus. I love them,” she smiled warmly at him. “Thank you.”

 

“You’re welcomed my
love.” He went to get the other
presents. They were from various
people, including Harry, Ron, Ginny, Hagrid, the professors from Hogwarts and
some of her classmates from the University.
The final gift to be opened was for Severus.

 

“Who is that one from?” she
asked.

 

“It’s from you.” Goosebumps formed on her skin. She didn’t know what to say, but from the
shocked look on her face, he understood it had been purchased before the
accident.

 

“Do you want me to open it?”
he asked, not sure what to do.

 

“Yes. I am curious.”

 

He slowly removed the
wrapping and revealed a glass case with a gold rose inner twinned at the
stems. It showed two roses becoming
one. A scroll came with it. He unrolled it and read it aloud.

 

“As long as these two rose
are one, our hearts are one. I love you
Severus Snape and I will never let you go.”

 

They were both silent,
neither one knowing what to say. He
flicked his wand and cleaned up the paper and empty boxes. He stood up from the table, not knowing what
do. Hermione quickly stood up and took
his hand. She led him to the couch.

 

“Please sit with me,” she
said. He did. “Severus, I have been through a lot these past two months trying
to discover who I am and the only thing I can make any sense of is that I
belong here, with you. I know I have
only been here a few days. I know what
my heart has been telling me for two months, but I needed to make my mind
understand it too.”

 

“What are you saying
Hermione?”

 

“Severus, I’m falling in love
with you.” He just stared at her,
trying to comprehend what she just said.
“I know it seems so soon, but I can’t describe it. You are the one in my dreams. You are the one I want to be with. You are the one I want to wake up to every
morning for the rest of my life. You
are the one I want to make love to.”

 

It took him about two seconds
to claim her mouth, kissing her. She
instantly responded to him. She had
only experienced his kiss in the hospital and watching in the Pensieve, but now
it was real. She couldn’t believe how
real it felt. Her body melted under his
touch as his tongue explored her mouth, relearning what it already knew. She explored his mouth and realized the
familiarity of it.

 

Her hands wrapped around
his neck, pulling her down to him. He
pulled himself up enough so she could move further under his body while he gently
lied on top of her.

 

His hands slowly slid down
her body, along her waist to her thighs.
He closed his eyes and inhaled her scent, making himself believe this
was his Hermione.

 

Her hands left his neck and
slid down to his chest, caressing and stroking him, wanting to feel more of
him. There kiss continued, making them
believe it was meant to be.

 

He stopped kissing her and
sat up. “What’s wrong?” she whispered,
afraid of what he was going to say.

 

“Hermione, you don’t know
how bad I want this, but - ”

 

“I know. I’m not the same as I used to be.”

 

“No, you’re exactly the
same as you used to be. The way you
feel, your smell, your laugh, I just don’t know if this is the right thing to
do. I have never given myself to anyone
and then one day I discover that I am completely in love with you. Then you are suddenly ripped out of my life,
having no memories of who I am and what I mean to you. Now you’re back and I’m afraid it’s
temporary.”

 

“Severus, I told you I am
here to stay,” she said, moving closer to him.

 

“I know what you have said,
but I am afraid you will change your mind, again.”

 

“I am here to stay. What can I do to prove it to you?”

 

He smiled at her and gave
her a gentle kiss on the lips. “Be
patient with me.” She nodded and
smiled.

 

They were both sitting on
the couch, silent. Neither one knew
what to say. After a few more moments,
she burst out, “Let’s go sledding!”

 

“What?” he asked in
surprise.

 

“Let’s go sledding!” she
jumped up and was pulling on his hand, trying to pry him from the couch.

 

“We tried that before. I ended up in the infirmary, unconscious for
a day.”

 

She looked at him and
laughed. “Then you did it wrong.” He scowled at her. “Come, let’s try it again.”
He reluctantly stood up. The
excitement in her eyes was too much for him and he gave in.

 

“Okay, but we’re enchanting
the sled this time. Last time we
sledded like Muggles and were launched fifty feet into the air, landing on the
frozen lake.”

 

“How will enchanting help?”
she asked.

 

“It will guarantee us a more
comfortable landing.”

 

“Well,” she crossed her
arms defiantly, “you know how to take all fun fun out of it.” He scowled at her, but she grabbed her robes
and ran out the door. He grabbed his
and ran after her.

 

As soon as he reached the
main gates of Hogwarts, ‘WHAM!’ He was nailed in the face with a snowball. “Hermione!” he yelled, but by the time he
wiped the snow off, she was already heading up the hill.

 

He climbed the last ten
feet cautiously, looking for her. She
was innocently sitting on a sled she had transformed from a large tree branch,
waiting for him.

 

“Hermione, why did you
throw that snowball at me?”

 

“I don’t know what you’re
tag abg about Severus.” She smiled
while fluttering her big brown eyes at him.
He gave her a ‘you’re going to pay for that’ look, but she just ignored
him. “Do you want to ride in the front
or the back?”

 

“I ride in the back. I have a feeling I need to keep an eye on
you. Did you place the enchantments?”

 

“Yes,” she said, but he
couldn’t see the sly smile on her face.
He pushed off and they went flying down the hill. He wrapped his hands around her, holding her
securely. They launched off the hill
and flew about fifty feet in the air.
They came crashing down, but he landed softly on the frozen lake. Everything else moved in slow motion as he
watched Hermione crash onto the lake and through the ice. His heart stopped, watching her disappear
through tcy wcy water. He jumped out of
the sled, flicked his wand to place a warming charm on him and he dove in after
her.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

“Severus, she was under
water for only a short time,” said Poppy.
“I can warm her up, but the concussion she suffered is what has me
worried. It is much worse than the one
you suffered from last year. Just keep
talking to her.” He nodded, but did not
say anything. All he could do was hold
her hand and whisper to her.

 

She lay motionless for
about an hour when she began to stir.
“Severus,” she whispered.

 

“I’m here my love.”

 

She opened her and and saw
the man of her dreams. “Oh
Severus.” Tears began to flow from her
eyes and down her cheeks. “I love you.”

 

“I love you too
Hermione. How do you feel?”

 

“Normal,” she said, trying
to sit up.

 

Severus stopped her. “Poppy said you need your rest.”

 

“No, I need to sit up. I want to look at you.” She sat on the edge of the bed and gazed
into his eyes. “My love, I am so sorry
that you had to go through that. I love
you so much.”

 

“It’s okay Hermione.”

 

“No, it’s not okay. I should never have doubted you. I can’t believe I took Ron’s word over
yours.”

 

He realized she was talking
about the explosion and not the sledding accident. “Hermione, that’s over.
You are back here with me and I’m not letting you go. We will deal with your memory, but for now,
I need you in my life.”

 

She smiled, “You don’t
understand Severus. I remember. I remember everything. I remember what you whispered to me in
potions everyday. You told me my beauty
is as flawless as the potions I brew.”
He was so stunned at the revelation of her memory returning that he was
speechless.

 

“Severus, I hope you don’t
have plans on December 30th, because I am still marrying you.” He grabbed her by the neck and gave her a
bruising yet passionate kiss.

 

Pulling back, he breathed,
“Hermione,” but words failed him. All
he could do was stare at her in disbelief.
His Hermione was back.

 

“Take me back to our
rooms,” she said. He effortlessly swept
her up in his arms and was leaving the infirmary.

 

“Severus Snape! You bring her back her right now!” demanded
Poppy.

 

“I’m fine Poppy!” chirped
Hermione as they swept out the door.
Poppy shook her head, but smiled.
‘Young love,’ she thought.

 

He carried her to their
rooms and placed her on their bed.
“Hermione, why did you place the enchantment charm on me and not you?”

 

“I had a dream last
night. In the dream I saw the explosion
as if I were looking into a Pensieve.
In the dream I saw the explosion that threw me backwards. I hit my head on the table behind me, going
unconscious. I was already lying on the
floor when the fumes engulfed my lungs.”

 

“So your memories were due
to a concussion and not the memory potion.
Oh gods Hermione, you could have died going through that ice.”

 

“I had to take the
chance. I knew you were with me and you
wouldn’t let me go.”

 

“I’m going to kill Draco,”
he growled lethally, standing up. She
jumped up and grabbed his arm.

 

“No you’re not. At least not right now,” Hermione smiled.

 

“I’m not. Then what am I going to do instead
Hermione,” he sneered, knowing what she was asking.

 

She began to undress
herself. “You are going to make love to
me. You are going to do all those
things you showed me in the Pensieve. I
remember you doing them, but I want to refresh my memories.” She removed her last piece of clothing and
lay back in the middle of the bed.

 

He raised an eyebrow, “As
you wish.” He quickly removed his
clothing and stood in front of her.
Before he could lower himself, she put her foot on his chest and stopped
him.

 

“Why did you only show me
the memories of us making love calmly?”

 

“I didn’t want to scare you
with our animal needs,” he growled, looking at her. She smiled and nodded, removing hert frt from his chest and
slightly spreading her legs. “But not
now. I want to make love to you
gently.”

&nbs
Co
Continuing to stand in
front of her, he placed his hand between her legs and slipped his fingers into
her. She was still dry. This is how he liked it. He wanted to be the one to make her wet and
ready. His fingers found her nub and
began teasing it while she began to play with her breasts. Instantly he became hard watching her. She eyes his impressive erection. “I see my job is done,” as she licked her lips.

 

“Your job has only begun,”
he said hoarsely, thrusting his fingers further into her. He felt her first wave of nectar flow out as
his fingers were coated with her. His
fingers now slipped in and out of her smoothly. Her moans were soft as were her whimpers. She begged him to go faster, but he
didn’t. He wanted this to last forever.

 

He watched her eyes roll
and close. He listened to her breathing
become unsteady, but still he kept the same tempo, rubbing and caressing her
clitoris. She could feel the pressure
deliciously building. She kept her hips
still, savoring his every stroke, his every caress.

 

Suddenly she felt his
tongue on her and she gasped as the sensations that fired through her body,
still he kept the same tempo. Her
whimpers increased along with her breathing until finally, she exploded. Her walls began to spasm, letting her nectar
cover his mouth. She whimpered loudly,
bucking her hips once to meet his mouth.

 

He had always held that
power over her and she savored it. She
continued to lie back, catching her breath as he moved to sit next to her. After a few moments, she sat up to look at
him. Her eyes were still dazed from her
orgasm.

 

“Climb on me,” he
whispered, “I want to look into your eyes while we make love.” She smiled and did as he said.

 

She placed her legs on
either side of his and lifted her body onto his shaft. She lowered herself quickly, wanting this to
last. It was a memory for the Pensieve,
just like their first time was. He
filled her completely, not just phylly,lly, but emotionally and spiritually. She lifted up again and lowered herself
slowly while he leaned back with his weight on his arms. He wanted to watch her make love to
him. His eyes fell to where they were
joined. His hips slowly bucked up to
meet her gentle thrusts. A few minutes
past and he could no longer keep his hands off her. He leaned back up and began to caress her breasts. She responded by thrusting her chest upward
while her back arched. He took one into
his mouth and sucked it greedily while nibbling on the nipple. He did the same to the other while his
fingers danced along both breasts. He felt
her grinding hard onto him, knowing he was causing her to come again and as if
on target, she came hard. He knew her
body and her needs like the back of his hand.
He could time her orgasms down to the second. He loved havihis his power over her because she held the same
power over him.

 

Her body mindlessly
continued to thrust onto him while he watched her recover. Opening her eyes and smiling at him,
signally that she was ready to move on.
He placed his arms slightly behind hsuppsupporting his weight. His thrusts became deeper as she grinded
into him. It was her turn to display
her power over him.

 

She thrust onto him deeply,
squeezing as she slowly lifted. His gasps for breath and his deep moans told
her she had the power, that she was now in control. His hips thrust up to meet hers, but she controlled the
tempo. Just as his hips began to buck,
signaling his release was soon to come, she raised up high enough, letting him
slip completely out of her.

 

She smiled as he opened his
eyes, begging her not to stop. When he
calmed down again, she let him enter her.
She kept the same tempo, again pulling away from him when he was ready
to come. The third time, she granted
his wish, she grinded her hips into him hard and firm. He let out a few hard thrusts, spilling into
her as he cried her name. She squeezed
her walls, milking his seed.

 

Not moving, they stared at
each other, trying to steady their breathing.
Their arms were wrapped around one another, never to let go again.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

Two days after Christmas,
Severus had invited Draco to his dungeons.
He was about to send his ex-student to Azkaban.

 

“Draco, I see you got my
message,” said Severus.

 

“Yes sir,” he entered the
Dungeons and took off his robes, handing them to Severus. Severus inwardly cringed, ‘Just like his
father.’ They both sat down.

 

“Do you realize that I was
going to marry Hermione in three days?” Severus started. “I don’t know what I would have done. Me, Severus Snape marrying a Muggle born
witch. It would have brought disgrace
to the family name.”

 

“I told you Severus. It was a mistake from the beginning.”

 

“I realize that,” said
Severus. He was thinking the mistake
was not sending Draco to Azkaban with the other Death Eaters. “Hermione was
never careless in class. She brewed her
potions flawlessly. The only
explanation would be someone set her up.”
Severus walked over to his desk and withdrew a bag that was heavy with
gold. “I need a favor from you Draco.”

 

“Anything sir.”

 

“You were in her potions
class. Someone in there caused that
explosion.” He handed the bag of gold
to him and sneered, “I wish to thank the person who is responsible for
preventing my marriage to a mudblood.”

 

A smile crossed Draco’s
face. “Well Severus, you are looking him him. I was the one who switched
ingredients in her potion, causing the explosion.”

 

Madame Bones along with two
Aurors and Albus came into the room.

 

“Very good Mister Malfoy,”
she said, clapping. Draco spun around
and saw them. He bolted of the door,
but the Aurors drew their wands and stopped him. “I must thank you for not wasting my time. You see, I was concerned about Professor
Snape having to use other methods to interrogate you, but using a bag of gold
was not one I would have thought of.”

 

“Professor Snape, I wish to
thank you for making my job easier. I
will see you in three days at your wedding with Miss Granger.” She winked and then escorted the Aurors with
Draco.

 

“Yes,” said Albus, “I have
seen you struggle more for the truth, but I am surprised he confessed so
quickly. Why did you change your mind
about Veritaserum?”

 

“I began to think about
Draco’s weakness, money,” he stated the obvious.

 

“As I have always said, you
are the best Severus.” Albus left.

 

Hermione was waiting in the
bedroom doorway. She loved watching her
man in action, whether it was teach class, interrogating, or just being him.

 

“Did you enjoying watching
that my dear?” he smirked, not looking at her.
He was putting the bag of gold a
H
He had teased his future wife on several occasions about being into
voyeurism, but she claimed it was his voice that made her ready for him.

 

“Come over here and find
out how much I enjoyed it.” He turned
and saw that she was leaning with her back to the wall. He slowly approached her, looking into her
eyes that showed her desire for him. He
placed a hand on her thigh and slid it up into her dress, finding the curls
between her legs.

 

“My darling, you forgot to
wear you knickers again,” he purred, becoming rock hard.

 

She licked her lips, “Think
of is as easy access.” He unfastened
his pants and pulling them down to release his erection.

 

He let out a deep moan as
he spun her around and pulled her dress up over her hips. He entered her from behind in one swift
, fi, filling her instantly, causing her to buck against him. It was their gentle love making along with
her spontaneous actions that drove him crazy.
He thrust into her steady but hard.
She referred to this as ‘raw sex,’ and she liked it hard. He slowly built up to a faster thrust, not
wanting to come too soon. His hands
remained on her hips, driving into her while she rubbed her own nub. This was how she liked it and he was not
going to argue with his woman. He could
feel herls sls squeezing faster, warning him she was about to come. He thrust into her faster and harder until
he groaned, “Now!” She released with
him, both spilling their hot fluids.

 

Later on the couch, they
were holding each other. “I have sent
out all of the announcements that our wedding is back on, except for Mister
Potter and Mister Weasley,” he said.

 

“Good, I am going to
deliver those in person,” she smirked.

 

He raised an eyebrow,
knowing she was up to something. “May I
accompany you?”

 

“I would have it no other
way.”

 

The next day, Hermione and
Severus Apparated to the burrow. Ginny
came running out of the house screaming.
“Hermione!” she gave her a big hug.
“I am so happy for you. I
received your announcement, but I haven’t told Ron or Harry.”

 

“Good. Are they here?”

 

“Yes, I’ll go and get them.” A minute later, Ron and Harry walked out of
the burrow, and hesitantly approached her.

 

She walked up to Ron and
glared at him. “You know I hate flying,
yet you told me I loved it and got me on a broom.” She pulled back and punched him dead center in the nose. His head snapped back as his hands flew to
his nose. The blood was seeping through
his fingers. “You also told me I hated reading!” She pulled her fist back again and nailed
him in the eye, causing him to fall to the ground. He whimpered from the pain, but refused to say anything.

 

She turned to Harry who was
holding up his hands. “Don’t worry
Harry, I know you felt some guilt about what you did.”

 

“I did Hermione,
honest. I told Ron we shouldn’t have
done it!”

 

“I know,” she said calmly. Relieved, Harry lowered his hands. Hermione pulled back and nailed Harry in the
eye. His head snapped back and he fell
to the ground. “That’s for not stng
ng
him. By the way, I have my memory back
and I am getting married on the thirtieth.
I expect both my best friends there with smiles and black eyes.”

 

Ginny winked at her and
began to giggle. Severus raised his
wand and said a spell to stop the swelling in Hermione’s hand. “A Muggle duel. I have to admit that I have witnessed a few along with participating
in a few myself, but this is the first time I have seen a woman take down two
men without them fighting back,” he said, kissing her hand.

 

“Normally they would be
able to take me down, but they knew it was better to let me do it or else I
would have hexed them.” She turned to
Ginny. “I will see you at my wedding,
right Maid of Honor?”

 

“I wouldn’t miss it for the
world!”

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

Severus and Hermione did
get married with Ginny as the Maid of Honor and Albus as the Best Man. The wedding was breath taking as most of the
wizarding world was there to witness.

 

Harry almost received more
attention than the bride. Everyone was
curious as to who gave the Boy Who Defeated Voldemort a black eye. He refused to comment, but he was glad Hermione
was back. Ron and him congratulated the
bride and wished the groom good luck, reminding him to duck if her temper ever
flared.

 

The highlight of the
wedding was when Hermione took a piece oddindding cake and smeared it all over
Severus face. He clearly didn’t know
about this Muggle tradition, but he took off, chasing his bride around the
grounds of Hogwarts with a piece of cake.
She was smart enough not to leave the grounds or else her husband could
Apparate to her location.

 

Harry and Ron became her
protectors while she was at the university.
It became clear to them that she belonged to Severus and was very happy
doing so. They accepted this, hoping
that one day they could find the same kind of love for themselves.

 

The End.

 

A/N:

 

Levans: Sí, yo entiendo, pero yo hablo
poquito español, pero estoy aprendiendo! ¡Gracias!

 

Thank you for all of your wonderful reviews! Let me know what you think about the way
Hermione handled Ron and Harry! &nb  

Hugs,

Corazon