I Will Always Love You
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
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2,210
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3
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Currently Reading:
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We Had It All
8. We Had It All
'I know that we can never live those times again,
But I let my dreams take me back to where we've been.
And I stay there with you, just as long as I can.
It was so good,
Oh, it was so good, when you were my man.'
Dolly Parton.
The wind was whipping around Hermione's robes as she wound her way through the little copse and followed the path through the line of trees. Her grey hair was caught at the nape of her neck in a black ribbon, but it wasn't any symbol of grief. It was just to stop her curls flying into her face. Suddenly sheltered by the trees as she reached her destination, she loosened the ribbon and allowed her hair to tumble onto her shoulders. Severus had always loved it like that.
Hermione walked purposefully up the the headstone and traced his name with her fingers.
'Hello Severus,' she said softly. 'I told you I'd come today, didn't I? I almost didn't make it. Dunderheads and cauldrons don't mix. You were absolutely right.'
Hermione sat beside the grave for hours, as she always did on special occasions. Today was her birthday, and she reminded Severus of the time he had forgotten and she had sulked for almost a week, until he had surprised her with a weekend away in Paris to make up for it. She laughed out loud as she spoke to him.
Hermione was humming to herself softly with her eyes closed, lost in thought. She didn't notice that she wasn't on her own.
'Mum,' said a soft, male voice.
Hermione opened her eyes and smiled at her son. 'Hello Marcus.'
'It's freezing out here, Mum. Come back to the castle,' he said with concern.
'I just wanted to be with your father for a while.' Hermione smiled at him as she stood. He was so like his father that Hermione knew she wasn't leaving Severus behind. Not really.
Bending to stroke the headstone, she murmured 'Goodbye, Severus,' and then turned to let herself be guided back home.
The End
'I know that we can never live those times again,
But I let my dreams take me back to where we've been.
And I stay there with you, just as long as I can.
It was so good,
Oh, it was so good, when you were my man.'
Dolly Parton.
The wind was whipping around Hermione's robes as she wound her way through the little copse and followed the path through the line of trees. Her grey hair was caught at the nape of her neck in a black ribbon, but it wasn't any symbol of grief. It was just to stop her curls flying into her face. Suddenly sheltered by the trees as she reached her destination, she loosened the ribbon and allowed her hair to tumble onto her shoulders. Severus had always loved it like that.
Hermione walked purposefully up the the headstone and traced his name with her fingers.
'Hello Severus,' she said softly. 'I told you I'd come today, didn't I? I almost didn't make it. Dunderheads and cauldrons don't mix. You were absolutely right.'
Hermione sat beside the grave for hours, as she always did on special occasions. Today was her birthday, and she reminded Severus of the time he had forgotten and she had sulked for almost a week, until he had surprised her with a weekend away in Paris to make up for it. She laughed out loud as she spoke to him.
Hermione was humming to herself softly with her eyes closed, lost in thought. She didn't notice that she wasn't on her own.
'Mum,' said a soft, male voice.
Hermione opened her eyes and smiled at her son. 'Hello Marcus.'
'It's freezing out here, Mum. Come back to the castle,' he said with concern.
'I just wanted to be with your father for a while.' Hermione smiled at him as she stood. He was so like his father that Hermione knew she wasn't leaving Severus behind. Not really.
Bending to stroke the headstone, she murmured 'Goodbye, Severus,' and then turned to let herself be guided back home.
The End