Same Page, Different Book (G; Severus/Hermione; 300 words)
Title: Same Page, Different Book
Author:
iulia_linnea
Pairing: Severus/Hermione
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Summary: Severus and Hermione suffer from a dearth of discussion.
Disclaimer: This work of fan fiction is based on characters and situations created by J. K. Rowling and owned by J. K. Rowling and various publishers, including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made from (and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended by) the posting of this fan work.
Author's Note:
droxy prompted me with lets look at some real life. SS or HG have a schedule that forces them to be workaholics.
Unspeakables were forbidden by custom, oath, and regulation to discuss their work. Severus had accepted that before taking up with Hermione, not least because his own occasional duties as a Hit Wizard weren't ones of which he could speak. Under the terms of his contract with the Ministry, when called upon, his duties as an administrator, educator, and lover couldn't take precedence over those to which he owed the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
At the rate would-be saviours of the wizarding world are popping up, he thought, watching the acolytes of the necromancer he'd been tracking construct an altar, I'll never have dessert again.
He'd forgotten to tell Hermione that he would be late for dinner, and he knew that if he did make their date, she wouldn't be disposed to engage in any pleasant conversation.
Fuck. I need to break this contract before Hermione decides to return to Weasley.
~*~
Hermione had known when they'd started seeing each other that Severus' duties to Hogwarts and his scholarly pursuits would keep him busy, but as she stood waiting alone, again, for a table at the Gryphon's Foote after a rather stimulating if draining day, she wondered what it would have been like if she'd actually married Ron.
He would have been able to set his own schedule at Wheezes, I would have seen more of him, and dinner would most likely always have been waiting for me.
She didn't want Ron, of course, but what she did increasingly desire was to spend more time with Severus discussing all the interesting things that she was uncovering in her research. Discretion, she found, was not conducive to conversation, which was of great importance to any serious relationship.
I have to find another line of work before I bore Severus into leaving me.
Author:
iulia_linnea
Pairing: Severus/Hermione
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Summary: Severus and Hermione suffer from a dearth of discussion.
Disclaimer: This work of fan fiction is based on characters and situations created by J. K. Rowling and owned by J. K. Rowling and various publishers, including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made from (and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended by) the posting of this fan work.
Author's Note:
droxy prompted me with lets look at some real life. SS or HG have a schedule that forces them to be workaholics.
Unspeakables were forbidden by custom, oath, and regulation to discuss their work. Severus had accepted that before taking up with Hermione, not least because his own occasional duties as a Hit Wizard weren't ones of which he could speak. Under the terms of his contract with the Ministry, when called upon, his duties as an administrator, educator, and lover couldn't take precedence over those to which he owed the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
At the rate would-be saviours of the wizarding world are popping up, he thought, watching the acolytes of the necromancer he'd been tracking construct an altar, I'll never have dessert again.
He'd forgotten to tell Hermione that he would be late for dinner, and he knew that if he did make their date, she wouldn't be disposed to engage in any pleasant conversation.
Fuck. I need to break this contract before Hermione decides to return to Weasley.
~*~
Hermione had known when they'd started seeing each other that Severus' duties to Hogwarts and his scholarly pursuits would keep him busy, but as she stood waiting alone, again, for a table at the Gryphon's Foote after a rather stimulating if draining day, she wondered what it would have been like if she'd actually married Ron.
He would have been able to set his own schedule at Wheezes, I would have seen more of him, and dinner would most likely always have been waiting for me.
She didn't want Ron, of course, but what she did increasingly desire was to spend more time with Severus discussing all the interesting things that she was uncovering in her research. Discretion, she found, was not conducive to conversation, which was of great importance to any serious relationship.
I have to find another line of work before I bore Severus into leaving me.