Title: Enchanted
Team Name: Spy for the Order
Word Count: 4x100
Rating: G
Challenge: Bookmark challenge
Characters: Hermione, Severus
A/N: Post-DH (epilogue ignored). Parts 1-4 can be found
here, parts 5-8
here, parts 9-12
here, parts 13-16
here, parts 7-20
here, parts 21-24
here and parts 25-28
here.
Hermione wondered for a moment if she should press on with her questions, as they were veering more and more into the territory of Snape’s private affairs, but she was genuinely curious.
‘I hope you won’t find me impertinent for asking this…’ She trailed off, realising how silly that sounded. Of course he would - as his current scowl was indicating quite clearly.
He sighed and asked, ‘Has that ever stopped you?’
She weighed her options on how to answer this - truly, she wasn’t sure, although she thought she must have kept her questions to herself at least on some occasions.
* * *
‘It’s getting a bit cold here,’ Snape remarked. ‘If you plan to continue this - this interrogation, I would appreciate it if you stopped wasting my time as well as yours and got on with it. And while I don’t expect to die in the immediate future, I would like to see Madam Pomfrey at some point. Preferably this year.’
‘Sorry, sir,’ she mumbled. ‘It’s just - well, I was wondering if you ever actually had the chance to give the bookmark to Harry’s mum?’
‘Yes.’
‘Oh.’
She did not feel like prodding him on, but after a moment’s silence, he continued.
* * *
‘I hid the journal in her bag. I thought that she would at least take a look at it when she found it - that no matter what she thought of me, she would be curious enough. Especially as I chose that particular journal, describing some of the new spells and potions I had been working on.’
Hermione smiled, thinking that if Harry’s mum had been anything like her at all, getting to look at a treasure trove like that should indeed have been irresistible.
‘But days went by and nothing happened - there was no indication of the Portkey having worked.’
* * *
He was looking away from Hermione again.
‘I thought at first that I must have done something wrong - I was so sure it had to work. And then… a while later, I happened upon Lily. In the rose garden. She was… well, she was not alone there.’
He sighed. ‘I can only assume it was Lily who left the journal in the library, or perhaps somewhere else, where it was found and taken to the library by someone else. In any case, I never asked her about it. And after - well, in the years after that, I forgot about it.’
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On to
parts 33-36.