The Weasleys and the Wild Haired Witch

Severus Snape was in his room waving his wand over himself to simulate a invisibility cloak. He did not want to take this measure but his wife left him with no other choice. It was clear to him that she knew more than she was saying. It hurt him more than he would admit that Angelina lied to him and forced him to follow her to know the truth. He followed her to the three broomsticks to a back booth were Cho Chang was already sitting with two drinks in front of her.
Angelina sat and drank from the drink while Cho said in her soft voice that held a slight accent

“Hello my friend it is good to see you.”

“hello Cho” replied his wife

“What troubles you?”

“Did you know that Nymphadora Lupin and Fleur Weasley were attacked?”

“Really ,what happened?”

Angelina explained to her what happened and then she said “ No one knows the movements of the Weasleys better than you Cho. I need to know if there was anything out of the ordinary. Also Tonks does not remember anything but Fleur remembers green and blue colors before losing consciousness”

When Cho would not say anything Angelina pointed to her emerald and sapphire rings

“Let us not lie to each other, Cho the rings are a dead give away”

“Funny how you care now and not during the war” said Cho defensively

“I still don’t care what you do Cho. However an attempt to set up Charlie raises questions that are better left alone”

‘One question before I answer yours. Who are you most worried about Fred or your husband?”

“ Fred is not an issue anymore, however I need to know to continue protecting my husband”

Cho did not seemed to believe her and said,“Fine, have it your way. There was not much difference in them since the end of the war The usual lust voyeurism, deception and backstabbing that has always been there. “
She looked down at her rings and said “I did what I had to do to make sure that questions would not be raised. Our Ruby was helping looking like Fleur, so she would take the blame. I saw how sloppy she had gotten in her haste, she did not think of getting rid of Fluer before she did it and THAT would raise questions that should never be asked if two Fleurs where seen. I had to take the real Fleur and put her in the bed to avoid questions. Tonks walked in on this so I had to act quickly to protect her safety”

“Did Fleur have sex with him?”

“The real one did not but I think Ruby did”

“Is she the only one?”

“No I think Viola helped him as well”

Angelina wiped her eyes and said “I hoped I was wrong” clearly upset at what she heard

“it is unfortunate that Charlie and Hermione are hurting but we both know that there would be consequences to what we did.”

“What am I going to do?” asked Angelina in a lost voice

“I can see only two options. One let it sort itself out, the second is to let Severus know what happened and let him deal with it in his own way”

Angelina seemed grief stricken at the second option

“Poor Angie you fell in love with him didn’t you?”

“You know I will be here for you no matter what you do” said Cho with a suggestive hand on her knee. She finished her drink kissed her cheek and left.

Severus was shocked to see that Angelina put her head in her arms and apparently wept for him
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The man in the cloak watched the conversation with growing despair. His plan was not going as he planned, he did not anticipate Hermione running to the Snapes.
Seeing Cho and Angelina and the sexual tension that crackled in between them didn’t give him the pleasure it used to.The only mild pleasure he had was his alliance with Cho and the way they always knew what the other was thinking. He would not have been able to get as far as he did without her quick thinking. It did not matter much that Cho did it for the greater good, she did it for him and he was grateful. A world without Cho and Hermione was a world to horrible to imagine and he did what was needed to get her. He touched his white and freckled face feeling like a stranger to his own body.

He looked at Angelina hunched over and weeping and felt a small pang of regret for the distress he caused her. He rose and ran his fingers through his red hair and remembered what he fighting for and went upstairs to the room he rented to plan his next move.
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Harry returned from his walk with Ginny more informed of the situation than he was before. His heart wept for Hermione and the heartbreak she had endured. She went through so much in her life she did not deserve any more. He was concerned for Tonks and Fleur but Ginny assured him they were fine. Ginny communicated her concern that Bill seemed to be non pulsed about the idea that his wife cheated on him. It worried her more than the idea of tearing Charlie apart, a more normal approach to the situation. Ginny also communicated her belief that what happened was staged to break up Hermione and Charlie and her concern that it was apparently working.

Harry was confused about how he was feeling, if he was angry for Hermione as a friend or angry as someone who truly loved her. Then there was the familiar electricity he felt when he walked holding Ginny’s hand. There was a fire there that he missed and wanted to get back. he did not know which was worse, pining over a relationship that ended or pining over a relationship that never was.

Poor Victoria he really tried to be the man she deserved but he ended up hurting her. She saw the lust for Hermione and Ginny that he believed that he had hidden from her. She finally had enough and broke things off with him before he boarded The Hogwart Express. The young wizard could not blame her and he hoped that their friendship would remain intact.

Friendship. Friendship was the reason things did not progress with Hermione as he would like, she was attracted to him as well but she was afraid of ruining their friendship like she almost did with Ron.
Harry loved Ron like a brother but he could be such a child sometimes and lashed out at the people he loved the most. He even had the audacity to accuse Hermione of cheating on him with Harry when he himself was cheating with Susan Bones. He had to admit a type of satisfaction that it was he who Ron was jealous of in regards to Hermione’s affections but was sorry for her that she was in such distress. He was annoyed at Susan for a time until he realized that Susan did not know about Hermione and that Susan forced Ron to see what he had done and helped Ron reconnect with them as friends and he moved on to Ginny however the old feelings for Hermione never went away. The wizard reasoned that he never had the chance to make love to her, therefore he was always haunted by what could have been.


Hermione walked in the same dress he saw her in that day with her hair up held by pencils like she had when they were alone together during the war.

“Come on love I have something to show you”

Curious Harry rose and followed her to the back yard of the burrow where the old tent they used when they were on the run stood. A lake stood beside it, probably a charm similar to the one the twins used to create a swap.
The witch took his hand and led him in where one large sleeping bag lay next to a table with a bottle of wine and two glasses. The pair kicked took off their sandals and crawled to the table
Harry was surprised and touched that she would go through such trouble
“Hermione are you certain about this?”

“More certain than I have about anything before”

She sat down and poured the wine for them both

“Charlie”

“Is a lying possessive swine, I want you”

“Hermione you are upset, I just don’t want you to regret anything later on”

She kneels in front of him and places a hand on her left breast. “Do you feel how fast my heart is beating because of you?”

Harry moaned at his fingers touching the flesh he wanted so much to caress.

“Merlin knows I want you, but I don’t want to take advantage of this. I can’t live with the idea of you hating me”

“I can never hate you, love” she said as she kissed him on lips then started to nibble on his ear.

“you better remember that the day after” he growled and held her face in his hands “If you don’t stop I don’t think I can stop if you ask me to”

“Who said I want you to?”

She kissed him again and Harry’s resolve began to weaken and he responded to her the way he always wanted to. He inserted his tongue and tasted her, she tasked like he always remembered, sweet like strawberries. When he came up for air he made trails down her neck down to the cleavage where the buttons of her dress lay. He unbuttons them as she removes his blue t shirt and caressed his chest. Her touch felt divine against his chest, so soft and so light. His breath began to quicken as he begin to see her beauty. She helped him remove her dress leaving her in a pair of simple white knickers. Merlin she was so beautiful, so distracting he did not know where to begin. The witch smiled at him reassuringly as she caressed his face and said “Just follow your instincts my love” as she caressed his hip lovingly. He kissed and caressed every inch of her skin enjoying the taste and her scent a mixture of peaches and cream and a hint of vanilla. He could not help but taste her nipples and worship each breast making her moan and grasp his arse and pulled him closer. He then rested his hand on her core gently caressing the slightly wet cloth before he gently slid it off her body while she pulled down his for him. He leans up and kisses her as he slid his member into her wet core and rested there a moment until her body was used to him. He laced his fingers into hers and began to move slowly in and out of her taking care not to hurt her. According to the moans in his mouth he was doing something right. He was encouraged to move faster and faster until he felt her body react to him, latch onto him in her orgasm until he had no choice to follow her in a blinding toe curling orgasm. He rested on her body before he rolled on his side resting on her sweaty breast while trying to catch his breath again.

“I love you Hermione”

“I love you too. But what I don’t love is the smell. Care to join me in a swim?”

He smiled up at her and said “ I would Love to”

They swam and made love in the pool once again before he carried her back to the tent and wrapped their bodies in the sleeping bag.

Tears fell as he turned on his side and drifted off to sleep before he was called to dinner that night.