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A Letter to Hermione	By : Goddess81 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 8266 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Letter to Hermione.

Disclaimer: I own nothing recognizable.

Once again my thanks and awe go out to David Bowie and Jane Austin for their undeniable brilliance that has helped me with this story.

This new and improved version is thanks to my fabulous beta ScarletQuill, who is threatening to hunt me down if I don't get typing and send her the next chapter asap. :D

Hermione hitched her rucksack higher up on her shoulder and touched the port key that would take her to the international port key arrivals in Romania's Magical district situated in Cluj-Napoca. Knowing that Romania was nine hours behind Australia she'd spent most of the day resting on a sun lounger by the pool soaking up as much sun and heat as she possibly could. She knew as soon as she touched down in Romania it was going to be cold and more than likely snowing.

Luckily over the last twelve months Hermione had gotten used to long distance port keying so she only felt mild nausea and discomfort, taking a deep breath she composed herself and faced a rather grumpy Romanian Wizarding official.

“Wand, passport and reason for visiting Romania” he said holding out his hand.

She handed them over “I'm just here to visit an old friend on the Dragon preserve near the Baciu forest.”

“I see, well your paperwork checks out and your wand has been registered, you're free to enjoy your stay Miss Granger”

Hermione smiled warmly and said goodbye to the official making her way in to the arrivals area keeping a sharp eye for a head of familiar red hair, and grinning when she spotted Charlie waving madly at her.

“Charlie, you're a sight for sore eyes” she said as he picked her up in a giant bear hug.

He put her gently back down “You look fabulous Hermione, travelling has done you the world of good let's get out of this place and then we can have a good old chin wag about all your adventures”

“Sounds good to me, please tell me you have decent teabags back at yours because I am dying for a proper cup of tea.”

Charlie led Hermione to the apparition point and took her back to the Dragon reserve in a side along apparition, they landed in a large clearing in the middle of forest, nearby were a small group of chalet type houses with two larger ones off to one side.

“Those two longer buildings are the mess hall and the infirmary, let's just dump your stuff in my humble abode and I'll give you the tour” he said steering her to the nearest house.

“Charlie? This may seem like a stupid question but where are all the dragons?” she asked nervously looking about in case she was just about to become some dragon's tasty little snack on the go.

Charlie laughed heartily “Actually this is the main base, there are three others in the surrounding area but they all are heavily protected against dragons the only downside is that all owls have to go through the main office over there” he pointed to a brown building behind them “And they bring the owls over personally, it really annoys most birds so the owl handlers often end up with more injuries than us.” He waved his wand and his door opened “Right your room is up the stairs second on the left, go make yourself comfy and I'll put the kettle on.”

Hermione did as she was told and deposited her bags in her room before joining Charlie in the kitchen, she wrapped her fingers around a mug of steaming tea “So who else lives here?” she asked.

“Oh just me and Mitchell, he's a healer here on the reserve, never mind talking about me, I want to know all about the places you saw and the people you met, any wild shenanigans you want to get off your chest.” he waggled his ginger eyebrows suggestively causing her to giggle and spill her tea on her lap.

“Oh blast” she muttered as Charlie waved his wand to clear the mess up.

“Not to worry now come on and tell your uncle Charlie everything”

Hermione spent the next couple of hours telling him about her travels and showing him pictures that were both wizarding and muggle. After enjoying a hearty meal of toad in the hole, mash potato and onion gravy she stretched and tried to hide the enormous yawn that was threatening to escape causing Charlie to chuckle as he cleared their plates away.

“Why don't you get an early night love? That way you'll feel better for it in the morning” he said.

“Are you sure? I don't want to appear rude, I haven't even met your house mate yet”

“I'm sure Mione, now go get your head down and don't worry about Mitchell”

Hermione bade Charlie goodnight and made her way to her bedroom where she quickly got undressed into her fleecy pyjamas and promptly fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow. She woke up feeling refreshed and after a long hot shower she threw some skinny jeans and a thick hooded sweatshirt on before heading down to the kitchen where Charlie's house mate was busy pouring himself a strong cup of coffee.

“Hello,You must be Mitchell” she said as she walked into the room.

“The one and only darlin' and you must be Charlie's friend Hermione, how 'bout I pour you a nice a cup of coffee” his soft Irish accent reminded her of her old school friend Seamus Finnegan “Before I forget there's a couple of owls arrived for you, they're in the living room although I should warn you that the eagle owl is a vicious little sod, it almost had my finger for breakfast as I brought it over from reception this morning.”

Hermione grinned “Thanks for telling me, I'll pass on the coffee for now though and I'm just going to go and read my mail in my room if Charlie wants me” she said while pouring herself a glass of orange juice and taking a couple of pieces of toast to eat in her room.

“Rightio, Charlie should be about later, if you get bored why not pop along to the infirmary and I'll give you the personal tour”

“I'll hold you to that” she replied smiling as she left the kitchen to read her letters.

Taking the letter from Draco's eagle owl and what seemed to be a small bundle of letters tied with a black ribbon from her pet raven Merula she made her way back to her room and got comfy on the bed before opening the letter from Harry and Draco first.

Mione,

Thank you for the gorgeous Christmas pressies, we obviously have missed you like crazy but thankfully there's not long now till you're home with us.

Loads has happened while you've been away but I'm not allowed to tell you until you get here and we can have a proper catch up sesh, I'd better go as Draco's hovering over me as he wants to say hi personally.

Love Harry Xx

Smiling at the way her favourite boys handwriting reflected their personalities, Harry's handwriting was large, bold and messy while Draco's was sharp and spiky. She took another bite of her toast and read on.

Hey you,

That dragon was absolutely gorgeous, wherever did you find it? mother and father send their love and mummy especially wants to say thank you for the kimono, she wore it to a New Years eve charity event hosted by Lady Greengrass and according to the tabloids the following day she outshone and outclassed the hostess herself who was dressed in some awful second rate designer robes.

Talking about party events and suchlike, mother is throwing you a joint welcome home and a congratulations on becoming a Potions Mistress ball on the day you arrive home so just port key straight to the manor early in the morning as we've a day of pampering arranged just for you (and us obviously ;D) don't worry about clothing there's a team of dressmakers coming to fit you out completely.

Got to go as Harry's giving me 'that' look again.

Love Ferret Xx

Hermione folded the letter with amusement, she couldn't wait to see them again even if she did have to suffer a ball in the process, reaching for the bundle of letters that had been tied with a black ribbon, she wondered who would send something wrapped in this way. As she quickly untied the satin ribbon she ignored the nervous butterflies in her stomach as a faint familiar scent wafted to her nose, only to have her heart skip a beat as she recognized the elegant handwriting of the man who had been the whole reason behind this whole trip.

Her hands trembled as broke the wax seal on the first letter and read the solitary line in the centre of the page.

These belong to you, I should of given them to you long ago.

She reached for the next letter that was on the top of the pile and began to read,

Dearest Hermione 18^th July 2003

she gasped as she looked at the date situated at the top of the letter, it was from the day after the ministry ball that they had gone to together, she read on.

The hand that wrote this letter sweeps the pillow clean, so rest your head and read a treasured dream. I care for no one else but you, I tear my soul to cease the pain, I think maybe you feel the same what can we do? I'm not quite sure what we're supposed to do so I've been writing just for you.

They say your life is going very well, they say you sparkle like a different girl, but something tells me that you hide when all the world is warm and tired, you cry a little in the dark well so do I.

I'm not quite sure what I'm supposed to do, so I'll just write some love to you.

Severus Snape

Hermione frantically swept away the tears that were falling freely down her face as she heard Charlie calling her name on the other side of the door.

“Hermione are you okay? Mitchell said that you received a couple of letters this morning, it wasn't bad news was it?”

She sniffed and took a calming breath before answering “Everything's fine Charlie, I've just finished reading a letter from home and I'm starting to feel a little homesick that's all, I'll be down shortly and then you can give me the grand tour, I'm dying to see Norberta again”

“Okay if you're sure” he replied uncertainly.

“I'm just being silly, I’ll be down in half an hour” she waited till she heard his footsteps had receded before reading the rest of Severus's letters each one telling her how much he loved and cared for her even though she could never be his, sometimes he included an observation of her that to anybody else would seem ordinary but the way he'd written it would make even the most hard hearted non romantic person in the world believe in love.

At first glance people would say that your eyes are brown, your friends may describe them as soft warm brown as for my own opinion well to me they are a soft, warm inviting brown with a golden hue that only becomes apparent when you are excited or on the quest for knowledge, I wonder dearest one what colour would they be in the throes of passion. Alas I shall never know because you are in the arms of another and I am only brave enough to admire from afar.

It was however the last letter in the bunch that really caught her attention, it was dated from the day when she'd found out about Ron and Lavender and was also unfinished

Dearest Hermione,

In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you, I have loved you.

Why had he not finished writing this one she wondered, when it seemed that he was finally going to tell her how he felt and why had he never written any more after it, why had he pushed her away when she kissed him if he'd felt like this all along, that infuriating man had left her with even more unanswered questions than ever and one way or another come the evening of the ball she was going to find out.

Hermione spent the rest of her time at the reservation helping out in the infirmary by brewing potions and thinking about Severus, admittedly that part was no different to the rest of her year long travel but this time she was almost ninety percent sure that he loved her back and now she was filled with butterflies and apprehension at meeting him again for the first time in a year.

“Are you sure you can't get time off to come to this wretched ball?” she asked Charlie and Mitchell as she got ready for her port key to activate.

Charlie gave her a quick hug “If Bertha pulls through in the next couple of hours we'll come if not give my love to Harry and Draco, you'd better say hi to mum and tell her I'm fine”

As the port key began to glow Mitchell added “And tell the matchin' eejits I'm still gonna kick their arse for turning me arse cheeks blue, do I look like a wanna be a feckin' smurf” the twins had pranked him at Christmas when he'd visited with Charlie and he still had a blue tinge to his skin if you looked closely enough.

She gave them quick wave before she was port keyed away into the middle of the manor's formal sitting room, somehow or another Harry had arranged for a Ministry official to check her passport and wand there instead of at the Ministry itself.

She had only just gotten rid of the smarmy official when she was barrelled over by Harry and Draco wrapping their arms around her and giving her the tightest bear hug she'd ever received.

A/N: I know I'm a terrible person for keeping you all waiting for this chapter but my muse and plot bunnies just wouldn't co-operate I must have at least six different versions of this chapter all half finished. I'm starting the last chapter now, so now is the time to tell me that you love me so I can get our leading lady and her man together sooner rather than later.

Much love

Her Royal Goddess Xx
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