FIC (wip): Untitled Snape/Hermione (2/5)

[bethbethbeth]

Happy Mother's Day to all the moms, stepmoms, grandmothers, foster moms, mothers of cats and dogs and guinea pigs and horses, and other maternal folks (of all genders)!

And in unrelated news - Happy Birthday, nimori~!

And now, for part two of the as-yet-untitled SS/HG story (part three won't be up until next Friday due to job interferences

Comments

[maubast]

I'll just do a *little* squee this time: squee!

I promise to try to have something more contructive to say when I reread it all together. But you may just get another BIG squee.

*fangirls you*

[bethbethbeth]

Thank you, my dear! I'm glad you're enjoying this. :)

[ratcreature]

Oh, shady ingredient deals in Knockturn Alley! Interesting that it's Ollivander's backroom.

[bethbethbeth]

Despite Ollivander's worrying absence in HBP, he's always struck me as a bit shady - or at least familiar with the shady side of the street. :)

[iulia_linnea]

One step forward, one step back---it's interesting to wonder what Snape is doing with Hermione. I think he's lonely (in general), and also intrigued by her project; I'm also looking forward to more. :)

[bethbethbeth]

I think you've pretty much pegged Severus' motivations...or have you? (she said, trying to make it all seem more full of intrigue than it really is *g*). I'm glad you're liking this so far, hon.

[shiv5468]

Mmmmm. And why is Hermione so set on this potion?

Severus is, I presume, more easily persuaded to be helpful just for the sheer delight of being productive again.

And where is Lucius so they can have their threesome

[bethbethbeth]

Are you suggesting that characters are supposed to have reasons for the things they do? Why didn't anybody tell me this before! *cries*

(...as for Lucius, well...I'm afraid any threesome here is going to have to wait for the AU epilogue *g*)

[shiv5468]

I don't think it's mandatory, because their love is ZOMG meant to be eventy one one one and, per the Beatles, love is all you need.

But that is why I was surprised not to see any Lucius.

~sighs~

It was a lot easier writing stuff before I had to worry too much about motivation you know.

[bethbethbeth]

It was a lot easier writing stuff before I had to worry too much about
motivation you know.

Believe me, sister...I know exactly what you mean.

(btw...I'm sure you have many offers already, but if you're hard-pressed for a pinch hitter at the last minute, let me know)

[aunty_marion]

Nice continuation! I do like the idea that Ollivander has a back-door into a somewhat shady area. He does rather seem that type. And do we get to find out what this Mysterious Green Ingredient actually is?

Minor Brit-pick - a chemist's shop in the UK wouldn't normally be selling things like Radio Times. And probably not a shelf-full of alarm clocks - there might be one or two on a shelf of similar things (our local chemist's has a small array of 'toys for the boys' - car clocks/thermometers, pedometers, electronic tape measures, notepads with calculators, and the like - among which there might just be an alarm clock).

[bethbethbeth]

Re: the Brit-pick...thanks! Although...my local Boots (back in the eighties) sold clocks and that. I even checked on the Boots website to confirm and there wre many clocks, but...maybe they only sell them online these days?

(re: the Radio Times, well...I have no particular excuse for that, except a whim, since we bought our occasional copies at WH Smiths. *g* Maybe I'll just have Hermione buy a pack of Malteasers)

[aunty_marion]

Boots seem to have gone out of the home furnishings stuff almost entirely these days (at least in the shops - you're right, they may sell them online, though!) Cameras, hairdryers (etc), but I don't recall seeing alarm clocks recently.

Send Hermione in for a pack of tissues, maybe? Not all chemists sell sweets, either. Places like Superdrug do, though; and Boots' larger branches usually have a food section (sandwiches, snacks, drinks, crisps etc). They might have Maltesers... *g*

Back in the 70s I worked briefly (my summer vacation job!) in the warehouse of Underwoods Cash Chemists (they got taken over by Boots a few years later); I was in the 'sundries' department, and we had facecloths, sponges, shaving brushes and soap, and things like souvenir dolls dressed like Beefeaters. I spent a lot of time scrambling up and down scaffolding shelves, and learning the 17-times-table (quick, now, 5 dozen facecloths at 17p each!).