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Two Sides to Every Soul	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Two Sides to Every Soul
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Lucky Number 7
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 9
- 10
- 11
***DISCLAIMER***Nope,
still not mine (woe is me)

A/N: Just taking my sweet time finishing up�don�t mind me.

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Hermione stared, thunderstruck, as the two wizards greeted each other like
long-lost friends. What in Merlin�s name was going on here? Her worst fears
were confirmed as Gildas spoke. �Lucius, you old witch! What�ve you been up
to?� She goggled at both men as they embraced like brothers.

�Marriage, unfortunately,� Lucius said ruefully. The elder Malfoy had something
suspiciously akin to a genuine smile on his face and when Hermione made a
slight sound of disbelief, he remembered that she was there and turned to her.
�So you�re still hanging about, are you?� he sniffed.

Gildas sighed softly and folded his arms. �You�ll never change.�

�What? What is that supposed to mean?� Lucius� lip began to curl as Gildas
moved to place his arm around Hermione�s shoulders, drawing her close. �Come,
come, Gildas�.not you and the mongrel. I thought we had taken care of your
baser desires years ago. Why you insist on associating with the lowest order of
humanity, I�ve never figured out.�

Hermione bristled, only her lover�s hand holding her back from charging the
pureblood. Gildas shook his head. �Let�s go.� Returning his attention to the
blond wizard, he shook his head again. �Lucius� Merlin love
you. You�ve never understood much of anything,� he laughed, steering Hermione
away while Malfoy Sr. stared in puzzlement.

The last thing they heard from him as they walked away was �What�s that
supposed to mean?�

She studied him as they made their way to the Floo grates, opening her mouth to
speak several times but closing it again when she thought better of it. The
tenth time she did this, he simply arched an eyebrow at her with an �Out with
it already!� expression that made her smile. �You should have told me you were
a cat.� She stopped in her tracks as realization dawned upon her. �You clawed
me! When I was carrying you and told you that you were a good girl!�

He grinned. �What did you expect?�

�I didn�t know it was you!� she swatted his chest and they walked on in silence
once more as she gathered her courage to ask the question she really wanted to
know the answer to. �I also didn�t know you were friends with Lucius Malfoy.�

�Friends? I�m not. We used to be lovers, but we
weren�t friends�not really. Look, line�s moving up.� Gildas pointed to
an empty Floo grate suddenly. Hermione wondered if a person�s eyes could truly
pop out of their head; she was sure that was happening to her.

�So I guess you got the �try anything once� gene��

�What�s wrong? You�re not upset because of it, are you?�

�Me? Upset that you�re bisexual? Not me��

�I prefer to think of myself as being �equal opportunity, thanks very much.
What is the problem?�

Hermione shook her head. She wasn�t truly upset about Gildas having had a male
lover � she actually found it a bit exciting. �Nothing really � it just
surprised me, is all. The fact that you would choose him�it�s a bit strange
since you were raised as a muggle born. You�re such a
slut, Gildas Brandon,� she teased. �Is there anyone you haven�t topped?�

He laughed. �Well, you had heard about the calico cat situation in Prague, hadn�t you? Seems
the city is in danger of being overrun��

Hermione shrieked with exasperation and pushed him into the Floo, where they
tumbled through into her quarters, laughing. Their plans for an assignation
were effectively ruined by Dumbledore�s presence directly in front of the
fireplace, and their faces cleared of laughter once he told them why he was
there. �I�ve just received word from Kingsley Shacklebolt
of a problem with the Dementors � it appears that
they may have been breeding, though no one is quite sure of the facts as of
yet. I�ll need the pair of you to stay close for now � perhaps it might be best
if you vacated your tower and stayed with Professor Granger,� he told Gildas,
who stared at him thoughtfully. �Hermione, if I may have a word with you in
private�?�

�Of course. Gil, I�ll catch up with you later if you
need any help moving your things,� she told her lover, wishing Albus wasn�t
there so that she could have an embrace to help reassure herself � the very
thought of Dementors getting loose once more filled
her with icy dread. He pressed her hand and left, leaving her alone with the
Headmaster. He wasted no time, but immediately asked her about the spell�s
progress. �They haven�t agreed to be joined yet, we can�t just�.�

Dumbledore gave her a look that was vaguely threatening. �They didn�t agree to
be separated, either. It must be done, Hermione � particularly if the rumors
concerning the Dementors have any truth to them. I
will call on Narcissa Malfoy and arrange for her to bring her husband here to
the school tonight; if you�ll come with me I believe we can both persuade Mr. Graylon of the need to visit Hogwarts.� She followed him up
to his office and spent the better part of an hour convincing the volatile
Unspeakable to come to the school grounds. When they had finally succeeded
inlaying the bait before the suspicious wizard and cajoling Narcissa into
bringing Lucius to the school, Dumbledore turned to her with an air of
satisfaction. �There, now. When they arrive, you can practice the spell as it
is and then fine-tune it to your satisfaction. Now, I believe you have an
afternoon class�?�

Hermione walked down the staircase and through the halls of the school slowly,
studying the paintings and tapestries absently. As she passed several dark
alcoves, thinking furiously of a way to keep Dumbledore from forcing her to
hand the spell over, she was unceremoniously yanked into one of the niches. �Wha�? Severus, let go of me,� she hissed, struggling
in the Slytherin�s iron grasp. Why did he have to
pick this moment? �Take your hands off of me, I�m warning you!� Her
robes were torn open and she redoubled her efforts to escape as his hands
reached for her knickers. A second later, his hand brushed her hip and
�something�. happened. A glow akin to Gildas� bloomed to life underneath her
skin and runes leapt from her onto Severus, who tried to beat them off
reflexively � they simply spread faster as he batted at them wildly, grunting
in pain. Hermione stood wide-eyed as the dark wizard�s robes caught on fire, then drew her wand to help extinguish the flames�but
as soon as her magic touched Severus, the fire burned even hotter.

Casting about wildly, she finally settled her mind enough to send her Patronus after Poppy Pomfrey, who
appeared seconds later. It took some doing, but they finally got the magical
flames extinguished and Poppy had her lips pressed in a grim line as she moved
her wand over the sections of Severus� burned skin. When the last angry red and
black section of burns disappeared and the Dark Arts professor lapsed into
relieved unconsciousness, Poppy turned to Hermione furiously. �Who is
responsible for this? Was it you, or was it your young man? I�m only thankful
that Albus has set the Anti-Apparation wards to recognize my spell signature so
I was able to get her in time.� Hermione managed to deflect any more questions
regarding the vicious hex Severus had received, and walked the Medi-Witch back to the Hospital Wing. Her mind traveled
back to the morning when Gildas had woken her with his lovemaking � yes, he
embedded the spell within her very skin, triggered by Severus� touch. She
couldn�t believe that her sweet Gildas could produce such a harmful spell�but
she remembered how mercurial Toronas Graylon had
been; he certainly hadn�t started out that way.

Predictably, Gildas had a very pleased look in his eyes when she informed him
of what had happened, and it turned to disappointment as she told him of
Poppy�s swift medical treatment. �It�s too bad she didn�t let the hex run its
course, but then again�� he laughed suddenly, obviously remembering something.
�No, he won�t come after you or anyone else for a good long while.�

�What did you do to him?� she asked curiously, dreading the answer.

Gildas smiled smugly and threw himself on the bed, stretching. �Impotence spell. Bastard will hardly be able to take a piss, let alone
have a wank.� He laughed again. �Matter of fact, if
he has so much as a filthy thought in that depraved skull, it will make him
quite uncomfortable. Shall we go to eat? I�m hungry,� he rolled off the bed in
a fluid motion, tousling his hair carelessly with a hand.

Dinner was delayed by the arrival of Dumbeldore�s
guests � Hermione and Gildas walked up the corridor to the Great Hall in time
to greet the Malfoys and while they were still
dealing with the pureblood couple�s supercilious attitude towards the
Arithmancy professor, who should make his grand appearance but Toronas? All
talk ceased as he swept inside the huge doors, and the few stragglers
(predictably, all witches) still making their way into the Great Hall stopped
and stared. He had dispensed with his glamour and was dressed in a
well-tailored black suit with a royal blue shirt that brought out the unusual
color of his eyes � Hermione couldn�t stop from staring at him, and a quick
glance at Mrs. Malfoy showed that she was far from immune to the other man�s
looks as well. Gildas merely seemed amused at their reaction but Lucius bridled
instantly, reminding Hermione of the saying concerning one too many roosters in
the hen house. She shooed the dawdling young witches into the Hall, closing the
door firmly in their lovesick little faces. Really.
He wasn�t that good looking. Still, she snuck another glance at the
handsome Unspeakable and was caught by Gildas who shook his head in
mock-dismay.

Toronas swept up to them, bright blue eyes fixed on Lucius. �You have something
of mine�I want it back,� he informed his twin, who sneered back at him
reflexively. His eyes slid negligently from the blond wizard to the witch at
his side as if Lucius weren�t worth his attention, and he lifted Narcissa�s hand to his lips in a courtly gesture. �And who
might you be?� Narcissa blushed, Lucius bristled, Gildas smirked, and Hermione
sighed. It hadn�t been five minutes and the man was moving in for the kill; he
stood so close to the other witch that anyone would have thought they were
lovers�.it didn�t look like she minded a bit, though. She was staring up at the
wizard as if no one else existed for her, and her husband was looking more than
a bit murderous.

�Shall we?� Hermione asked pointedly. She had seen a thin line of runes, nearly
invisible, snaking their way down the other witch�s hand and she wondered just
what Toronas had been doing to her. Narcissa drew in a shaking breath as her
husband�s double dropped her hand, and she followed Hermione�s lead with a
dazed expression on her face. Gildas motioned the other man over, and they
began talking about Merlin-knew-what; she supposed her love would most likely
ask what had been done to Narcissa, then figure out how to use it on her when
she least expected it. Masculine laughter erupted from their huddle, and the
supposition became a certainty when two pairs of slightly glowing eyes fixed
upon her. �Don�t even think about it,� she snapped, and was rewarded by more
laughter.

Dinner was a slightly uncomfortable affair, with Lucius sulking throughout and
casting black looks at his otherself. Narcissa busied
herself with staring at the carbon copy of her husband and demanding answers
from Hermione, and the other two wizards struck up a friendship over tea and
discussions of the different spells they were able to perform. Hermione barely
managed to restrain them from having a �rune check,� and exposing their nature
to those not having any knowledge of their �unique properties.� She had never
been happier to have the evening meal over and done with in her life. Revealing
to Lucius what Gildas and Severus had already been informed of was quite the
task, and they had to cast Petrificus Totalus on the
outraged Slytherin just to get him to listen. �I will
not allow it,� he threatened when the spell was finally removed. �That
sort of unauthorized spell is a one way ticket to Azkaban, Dumbledore, and you
know it.� He sobered slowly when the Headmaster explained their current problem
with the spell�s breakdown as well as his worries about the Dementors,
requesting that he and Narcissa stay in one of the untenanted towers. The
handsome blond wizard stroked his chin thoughtfully. �So that�s what was behind
it,� he murmured, then his gaze sharpened. �Which
personality will have�priority, if I agree to this?�

Hermione sighed, feeling as though a stone had just been dropped to the bottom
of her stomach. She could see Gildas out of the corner of her eye leaning
forward in his chair slightly. �There�s no true way of knowing,� she began, but
was cut off by Malfoy�s contemptuous sneer. I hope it�s not yours, you
arrogant bastard, she thought maliciously as she looked around for Toronas.
He was strangely missing, and it was with no real surprise that she noticed
Narcissa Malfoy�s absence as well. �Professor Dumbledore, I must get back to
check on Severus� recovery,� she lied. The Headmaster acknowledged this with an
absent-minded wave of his hand and an offer of a lemon drop �for the road.�
Where that man picked up his slang�.she shook her head in dismay and signaled
Gildas to distract Lucius while she went to look for the missing couple. A
Four-Point spell directed her to the little-used corridor that contained the
small swamp that had been created by Fred and George Weasley
during their last moments at Hogwarts, and she was considering the use of Lumos to light her way when she heard it.

Rhythmic gasps echoed softly in the musty hall and, despite herself,
Hermione tiptoed closer to see what there was to see. In one of the famous
alcoves known for harboring amorous couples, Narcissa Malfoy was pressed
against the wall with her arms tightly around her almost-but-not-quite husband
who was thrusting into her slowly and grunting softly with each stroke. From
the look of pure ecstasy on her face, the witch was clearly enjoying herself �
Hermione flushed furiously at the things her partner was murmuring but couldn�t
tear her eyes away from the involved pair until both had uttered low moans and
his runes had flooded into the blonde witch as an after effect of his orgasm. Is
that what it would look like to others each time I make love with Gildas?
She wondered as she stole back down the hall to meet up with her lover. He bent
an amused look her way as she approached, knowing exactly what had happened and
her reaction to it - when she hustled him off to bed moments later, he was
smart enough not to protest.

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