This is a drabble response to Droxy's post earlier tonight. If you didn't see it before, go look at her awesomeness here...

http://community.livejournal.com/grangersnape100/1122642.html?view=16280658#t16280658

After seeing hers, I just knew that Hermione was going to have to do something in response. Hope you don't mind, Droxy!

Having a helluva time ( Read more... )

“I’d like that very much,” she said.  “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this.”  A deep blush coloured her face, ears, and neck, as if she couldn’t believe that she was admitting those words out loud.

“Oh, I think that I do,” he said with a smirk.

She managed to blush even deeper, if that was possible.

Hermione pulled her wand from her ( Read more... )

After countless cups of tea, and just as many chocolate biscuits, the tentative decision was made that none of Hermione’s previous attempts should have interfered with the combination of the stasis spell and the memory charm.

Severus admitted that once they had been briefed on the rudimentaries of spellcasting, Wendell and Monica had grasped them ( Read more... )

For a long moment, Severus stared into a face that was oddly familiar.  Hermione looked at him with that intensity during some of their more heated “discussions”.

“Intentions towards Hermione?”

“Don’t play stupid with me, Mr. Snape,” Wendell said firmly.  “Hermione wrote more about you in those letters than she did about that Weasley boy that ( Read more... )

Hermione trudged home through the dingy slush, feeling the wind biting at her cheeks.

Again.  Just like yesterday.  And the day before.

Somehow, though, it seemed colder than ever.  Or maybe it was just that she felt it more, seeing as she didn’t have any holiday plans to keep her mind off the frigid breeze.

She felt aged beyond her years.  ( Read more... )

Slam!

She entered to find foolish wand waving moving things about in their small sitting room. Eyebrows raised, she noted the gleaming wood, the sofa free of feline hair for once, and all of their books neatly in place.

Hesitating, he dropped his arm and looked…well, haughty. As haughty as possible when one is caught skiving off potions work to ( Read more... )