We Hope You Will Enjoy the Show.
Title:We Hope You Will Enjoy the Show.
Challenge: Beatles song
Team: Order
Rating: G
Word count: 100 x 13
Characters: Hermione, Snape, others
AN: A drabble for every track on the Sgt. Pepper's album. I have reversed the running order on the last two tracks (Sgt Pepper Reprise and A Day in the Life). Drabble titles are from the lyrics, and not included in the word count. Memories, in random order.
It was Twenty Years Ago Today...
Hermione sat in her armchair by the fireside watching Severus doze in his.
Twenty years. Seeing no reason to celebrate after the battle of Hogwarts, she had led the party to retrieve his body only to discover he was still alive. He was taken to St. Mungos to have his wounds and the venom treated. She pored over his notes until she had found the spell to reverse the 'stopper in death' that he had boasted of.
As she sat she reminisced over the things they had been through, apart and together, that had led to them to this point.
A Little Help?
She didn't know why she had done it. She always avoided anything like it before. Even when everyone else had joined in.
Probably the drink making her think that she could excel in this in the same way she excelled in everything else she put her mind to.
But when Harry and Ginny had said it was her turn and started chanting her name, she had staggered to the stage. Blowing a kiss towards Severus she grabbed the microphone and launched into the song.
She had almost finished the first line when he stood up and walked out on her!
Picture Yourself.
Hermione transferred to the Aurors about the same time Severus left the Ministry and went independent as an investigator. Her first case was baffling. The museum guard described the thief as a horned giant accompanied by fiery hellbeasts.
She discussed it with Severus on one of their frequent lunches together. He immediately apparated with her to a secret room in Malfoy Manor where the artefact was recovered and an arrest made.
“But how did you know?” she asked.
“Elementary, my dear. When you said it was a jewel encrusted peacock, it could only have been Lucius in disguise with demons!”
Can't Get No Worse
Ron had outdone himself this time. He'd known how important her parents' ruby wedding was, and where was he? Down the bloody pub with his Quidditch mates, that's where!
A mug of tea was placed in front of her. She looked up to see Severus Snape perched on the edge of the desk. She offered a faint smile and he smiled back.
Great, the only person who cared anything for her was the git who made life miserable at school.
“I wanted you to be the first to know. I'm going independent. Handed in my notice this morning.”
Well shit!
To Stop My Mind From Wandering.
Auror Granger sulked at her desk. Work was slow and trivial. She was bored.
An owl flew in landed on her desk. She read the parchment it carried
Severus Snape Consulting Wizard.
Dear Hermione.
Business is good. More than I can manage. We always worked well together so I have a proposition. Would you be interested in joining me in partnership?
I realise this is very sudden but I would appreciate if you would meet me for lunch to discuss this.
Severus.
Hermione quickly scribbled a note for the owl to take and started preening herself for a lunch date.
She is Leaving.
“But Mum, we've been through this a thousand times.”
Hermione's parents had returned from Australia, memories restored, a year after Voldemort's defeat. She had been staying with them since it had become obvious that it was over with Ron.
“I know. But he's so much older than you.”
“Mother, I have been working with Severus, first at the Ministry then as his partner, for nearly twelve years. It makes perfect sense for me to move into his spare room. It's not like I'm just about to jump into bed with him.”
“Not on the first night” she added to herself.
For the Benefit...
Mordecai Kyte was a high ranking official in the MACUSA. Until his investigations had uncovered a Scourer hiding in Arizona. The curse he had been hit with had proved to have left him a drooling idiot. He had been sent to St. Mungos for treatment, and Severus and Hermione were appointed his minders while he was on British soil.
Unfortunately he could still remember one spell. Not quite Imperio, it gently encouraged the victim to behave as the caster desire.
He wanted to be entertained.
“If he makes us do tricks on a trampoline” said Severus, “I'll AK the bastard!”
We Were Talking.
“I realise that back at Hogwarts we didn't always see eye to eye, well that was partly Albus' fault. Partly mine I admit, I've never been a person person after all. But these last few years working with you and more have been enlightening. Your intelligence and attention to detail make you a joy be with. And I have felt something inside that I never expected. Can I hope you feel something within you too? Because I can't imagine things without...”
“Without what?” she asked finding him soliloquising in front of a mirror.
“Dammit Hermione! Will you marry me?
Will You Still Need Me?
Snape and Granger Consulting Wizards were on a case. It required them to go undercover on the Isle of Wight masquerading as a Muggle couple in their mid sixties. Severus had brewed a potion that aged their bodies to fool Muggle doctors but which wore off after four hours sleep.
Severus woke one morning, freshly rejuvenated, to find an old crone sharing his bed.
She stirred and turned slowly towards him. “You may have to tweak the potion, dear." she croaked "Because having a sixty-four year old bladder doesn't let me sleep for more than two hours at a time.”
That's Lovely, Rita.
Severus and Hermione's wedding was deliberately kept quiet. Guests were limited to a few close friends from Hogwarts and Hermione's parents. It was definitely not a celebrity event and there was to be no press coverage.
The party gathered on the hotel lawn for the official photographs and formed up in front of an ornamental lily pond. As the photographer shouted “Smile” there was a large splash behind them and everyone turned. Standing in the pond, brushing bits of dead frog from her hair was a bedraggled Rita Skeeter.
“I wanted to give you my best wishes.” she spluttered.
Good Morning, Good.
It had finally happened. After several hints she had ended up in bed with him. Carefully they explored each others bodies, each others scars. Each others intimate places. She didn't know what she was expecting but in truth he was no more experienced than she.
The first time was rushed and a little painful. The second, they were more controlled, teasing each other with touches and kisses before giving in to their desire.
The third time...
She ran her hand over him feeling his warmth as he began to stir. His smile was the best greeting she had ever received.
The News Today
Not long after Severus and Hermione had accepted jobs at the Ministry they went with a team to examine a strange phenomenon that had occurred in Snape's home town of Spinners End.
Holes! There were holes everywhere!
For the most part they disappeared into the exposed limestone but they went through walls, windows, flowerpots, anything not organic.
“Every thirty-seven years,” mused Severus, “but this time we get to study it. Last time it was a Muggle town and had to be covered up.”
“1967?” Hermione thought a little. “Are you telling me John Lennon was a wizard?”
“They all were.”
It's Getting Very Near the End.
Having Spent a restful day, Severus and Hermione changed into their finest robes and apparated to the restaurant. The maître de greeted them and led them through to the dining area.
Severus jaw dropped. The place was packed with people he knew. There was Hermione's parents, Harry and Ginny, Draco and Astoria, Ron and his latest floozy, most of the Hogwarts' teaching staff and many of his ex students. Then there were old colleagues from his Ministry days and even some goblins from Gringotts.
A waiter handed the couple glasses of champagne and she clinked hers against his.
"Happy rebirthday darling."