Resignation (100 x 2)
Title: Resignation
Team Name: Death Eaters
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: All Ages
Challenge: Snape Has It All
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: I’m still working toward that happy stuff.
Part One, Everything
Part Two, Comprehension
Part Three, Bargains
Part Four, Exile
~o0o~
Lights sparkled on the distant mainland.
“I made dinner. Pasta with peas from the garden.”
“Thank you.” He accepted the bowl. “I can cook.”
“We’ll take turns then.” She smiled.
In the twilight she was so lovely it made him ache. “I’d like to ask about finances.”
“I’ve contracted to brew potions with three Apothecaries and some funds remain from my parents’ estate.”
“Potions,” he glowered.
“It’s lucrative. I had an excellent teacher. I don’t expect --“
“I will contribute. You’ve given up everything for me, Hermione.”
She glanced over her shoulder at him. “Not everything, Severus. Not everything.”
~o0o~
Winter rain pounded against the tile roof. In what had once been a still room, Severus brewed Pepperup Potion. Demand was at its peak.
Hermione swept through the door. “My turn. Get some sleep.”
He rested his hand on her shoulder, and, for the first time, she didn’t tense up. “Six hours.”
“Take eight. You’ll want to read the newspapers. The Owl came today.”
“Anything pertinent?”
“Ron made Special Assistant to the Minister.”
Fear spiked in his guts. “Will he …”
“He can’t find us.”
“Who is the Secret Keeper?”
She smiled secretively. “Remus Lupin.”
Their most consistent Wolfsbane customer.
“Excellent.” He went to take a nap in his room.
~o0o~
Part Six, New Parameters
Team Name: Death Eaters
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: All Ages
Challenge: Snape Has It All
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: I’m still working toward that happy stuff.
Part One, Everything
Part Two, Comprehension
Part Three, Bargains
Part Four, Exile
~o0o~
Lights sparkled on the distant mainland.
“I made dinner. Pasta with peas from the garden.”
“Thank you.” He accepted the bowl. “I can cook.”
“We’ll take turns then.” She smiled.
In the twilight she was so lovely it made him ache. “I’d like to ask about finances.”
“I’ve contracted to brew potions with three Apothecaries and some funds remain from my parents’ estate.”
“Potions,” he glowered.
“It’s lucrative. I had an excellent teacher. I don’t expect --“
“I will contribute. You’ve given up everything for me, Hermione.”
She glanced over her shoulder at him. “Not everything, Severus. Not everything.”
~o0o~
Winter rain pounded against the tile roof. In what had once been a still room, Severus brewed Pepperup Potion. Demand was at its peak.
Hermione swept through the door. “My turn. Get some sleep.”
He rested his hand on her shoulder, and, for the first time, she didn’t tense up. “Six hours.”
“Take eight. You’ll want to read the newspapers. The Owl came today.”
“Anything pertinent?”
“Ron made Special Assistant to the Minister.”
Fear spiked in his guts. “Will he …”
“He can’t find us.”
“Who is the Secret Keeper?”
She smiled secretively. “Remus Lupin.”
Their most consistent Wolfsbane customer.
“Excellent.” He went to take a nap in his room.
~o0o~
Part Six, New Parameters