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WHAT THE HEART WANTS	By : Mistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 15904 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hermione looked at both of her friends. Spending all that time in the hospital made her miss them a lot. - "Hey, it’s been ages since we’ve gotten together, has it not?" Harry gave her sheepish smile – “Well, there was that one little thing called the war, that we had to deal with.” – “I know and with me being in the hospital for this whole time. How about you guys come over here later tonight and we can get some takeout and have a few drinks. Take Draco too.” She turned to Ginny – “What do you think, girl?” – “Oh, I’m in. What about you, Harry?” – “I don’t know. I don’t think Draco will want to leave Lucius by himself. How about you two come over to the mansion? Say about nine or so. Both girls nodded. – “Nice. I’ll tell him then. All right I’m off to the Ministry and then I’ll see you both later tonight. Thanks again Ginns. He gave them both a hug, stepped into the fireplace and got a handful of floo powder. –“Ministry of Magic” and with a soft pop he was gone.
Ginny left right after Harry. Hermione looked at her watch, it was only twelve. She looked around. I guess a few hours or cleaning wouldn’t hurt. She went to the kitchen, dived into one of the cabinets and took out a pair of rubber gloves and some cleaning supplies.
Next thing she knew, it was already getting dark. She checked the time again Oh, shit. It was already six. She looked around her now sparkling apartment with satisfied smile Took longer than I thought, but at least it looks good now, she thought to herself. She went to take a quick shower before going to the hospital.
Severus kept taking hopeful looks at the door, every time he heard someone’s voice, his frustration growing by the minute. What the fuck is wrong with me? It’s not as if my life depends on that little witch. Two years went by from that dreadful day. His life fell back into its old routine. Concentration on the task in front of him. No chance to slip, no place for mistakes. No warm, fuzzy feelings that left him unsettled, bringing disbalance and chaos to his very existence and no…her. Not entirely of course. He still kept a close eye on their trio, when they went out searching for horcruxes, but watching her from a far and having her close to him, being able to talk to her, touch her, were completely different things. When he first opened his eyes after being in coma for several weeks, he was happy to see her by his side. Of course it was her. Who else would go through the trouble of finding him and summoning Fawkes, just to save his life?
So why is it that he was starting to feel like his life was being taken from him yet again? It’s as if she saved it, just to take complete control of it, bind it to her own will, not leaving him with a choice. In as little as only few days, she managed to get under his skin more than she ever did before, preoccupying all his thoughts, making him wait for her like some love struck teenager. He looked at the clock by the side of his bed, almost six. Where the hell was she? Didn’t she say in her note that she was going to come back after lunch? He growled in frustration. “Why in Merlin’s balls would she continue wasting her time here with you? She obviously has a life of her own” familiar nagging voice in his had kept asking. Not like you have anything to offer to the girl. Look at her, she probably has blokes her own age lining at her door. The thought of her having a relationship with someone else, made him sick to his stomach. He knew he wasn’t fair to her. He never let her know about his feelings and chances were, he never would. Not as if he ever claimed her as his, so why wouldn’t she have someone? The more he thought of it, the angrier he got. So what that his anger was not justified or fair to say the least. Didn’t he learn the hard way that life was not fair?
Hermine walked in to find him in the foul mood with all too well known scowl on his face. She sat on the side of his bed and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. - “Hey. How are you feeling?” she asked with a warm smile. – “Somehow, I don’t think that the state of my well-being comes as a much concern to you.” Hermione raised both of her eyebrows. To say that she felt offended would be an understatement. – “I beg your pardon?” – “It took you long enough to realize that it was a little after lunch.” - “Well excuse me, for being preoccupied with something other than you.” She didn’t mean to sound harsh, but he was not fair and she wasn’t just gonna let it slide. He looked at her with his eyes narrowed – “Oh no, please don’t let yourself be bothered with the likes of me when you obviously have something or rather someone better to do.” His words stung like a whip across her back. Her eyes started to fill with tears – “How dare you say something like that to me. I have spent last two weeks on that chair by your bed, praying for you to open your eyes.” – “Well your prayers have been answered, no need to further concern yourself with my persona. You can go back to live your life the way you want to.” – “You are not being fair. I have done nothing to deserve this.” – “It might have escaped your notice, Miss Granger, but life is not fair. I thought you have learned that lesson when you were still a student.” She got up with her hands wrapped around herself, as if trying to take control of her shaking body – “No, it looks like I haven’t learned my lesson after all. Thank you for pointing it out for me, professor.” With that she turned around and walked out of the room without as much as giving him a second look.
Hermione arrived at the mansion at nine-thirty to find her friends in the living room already waiting for her. Draco got up to give her a hug – “Finally. We were already thinking to send a search party to find you. Is everything ok? You look a bit knackered.” Hermione hugged the blonde back – “I’m fine. Let’s just say it was a long day.” She went to hug her friends and stumbled a little, lowering herself onto Harry’s lap. – “Sorry for being so clumsy, Harry. I guess I am a little tired.” Harry gave her a cheerful smile – “No worries. I’m always happy to offer my services to a friend in need. Here, take this. I think you can use it” he said offering her a glass of wine. Hermione took it, making a few steps to the couch to sit by Ginny. Pushing herself deep into the cushions, she laid her head back and closed her eyes. Ginny gazed at her with concern – “You don’t exactly look tired to me. It’s more like you’ve been hit by a train.” – “I guess you can say that” she mumbled. – “Now tell me if I’m wrong, but does that train of yours goes by the name of Severus Snape?” Hermione opened her eyes and gave her friend a meaningful stare – “Ten points to Gryffindor for giving a correct answer” she said in a mocking voice. – “Having a bit of a row with the potions master?” Hermione shook her head – “A bit of a row, would be an understatement of the year. He all but threw me out of the room when I came to visit him today, all for being late by a few hours.” – “Late? How could you be late? Didn’t you just spend two weeks in the hospital without so much as showing your face outside of those walls?” – “I suppose cleaning my house took me longer than I expected.” – “So? Last time I checked, it wasn’t illegal.” – “I don’t know Ginns. I guess it got him mad.” She took a deep breath and finished her vine, pouring herself another glass. – “Never mind that. What about you guys?” She looked at Draco – “How’s Lucius? Did you have a chance to talk?”
Draco shrugged his shoulders and gave her a wry smile – “I suppose you can say that.” – “Oh no. What happened? Did you tell him about you guys?” – “I sure did. Let’s just say, he was less than thrilled about it. Told me I was throwing away my life just to show him that I can.” Ginny shook her head – “I’m sorry to say that, but your father always was a bit too quick to judge people the wrong way if they didn’t meet his standards. I was hoping that at least his son would be spared from his errs.” – “He wants me married with an heir to continue the blood line” Draco said with a sigh. “I guess I’ll disappoint him yet again.” He looked at Harry – “Sorry, love. I know you were hoping for a different result.” Harry took the blonde’s hand, rubbing the knuckles with his thumb – “Actually, I think there might be a way around it” he said, giving his boyfriend a loving smile.
Draco brought his eyes to meet Harry’s, looking both hopeful and confused at the same time. – “How?” – “Well, I was told that you have to marry a pure blood, but nowhere does it indicate that it has to be a witch. My blood might not be as pure as your father would like, but aside from my muggle relatives, I pretty much come from a wizarding family, considering both of my parents of course. If your father is at least a bit reasonable, he should understand that under the circumstances, it should be acceptable. I mean with the war taking so many lives, both pure bloods and muggleborns, I don’t think that there are many choices left.” – “I suppose you’re right… but unless you figured out how to get one of us pregnant, I can’t see the resolution to our bigger problem.” – “Yes, well I was also told that by combining both of our DNA’s, the rest would be just a matter of the right potion and a few strong spells. We’d just have to find a surrogate.” Harry shrugged under the sudden silence of the room with three sets of eyes looking at him with their mouths agape. “What? Wouldn’t it be an acceptable solution?” Draco shook his head in disappointment – “It would be if you needed to have an heir. Who wouldn’t want to have a love child with the Great Savior, but somehow I don’t think that the same rules apply to me. In case you forgot, there’s this little Death Eater problem that hangs over my family, making me rather unwanted in terms of paternity. Also, considering all of our assets being frozen till further notice, I wouldn’t be able to gather funds to pay for something like that, even if we could find someone who’d be crazy enough to go through with it.” Harry looked at the blonde’s teary eyes with a knot in his throat – “I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to offend you. I just thought… I don’t know. Sorry I ever mentioned it.” Draco got up – “Apologies guys, I’ll be right back. I just need a bit of fresh air. He walked out to the balcony leaving Harry torn between going after him and staying with their guests. – “Go. We’ll wait for you” both girls said rushing him out of the room.
Ginny looked at her friend with sad eyes – “I thought with the war being over, we’d all get a chance to start fresh, but looking at those two, I realize that it’s further from the truth then it ever was. They’d never be accepted, no matter what they do.” Hermione nodded with a sigh – “No, I suppose they won’t. Too many differences.” She thought of Severus and herself. What could an accomplished, strong wizard, a war hero no less, ever want to do anything with someone like herself. Any witch would be honored to claim him as hers. She remembered his harsh words and wiped the tears from her eyes. Ginny looked at her friend feeling equally upset. – “You know, when Fred died everyone kept trying to cheer me up. Telling me to let go, that life goes on and all sorts of crap like that. Dad tried to be strong for Mom. George and Ron were coping by making themselves busy, but I still wake up every night hearing his voice. I couldn’t make myself go with them to Romania. That was supposed to be a good trip, a family reunion and I couldn’t make myself go without having Fred there. I feel like I would spoil everything. You know, having a family as big as mine, you’d think I feel better, but the more I try to convince myself that I should be thankful to have all of them around, the more alone I feel. It’s like everyone is trying to move on and I am stuck inside of my own nightmare.” She covered her face and broke out in loud sobs. Hermione wrapped her arms around younger witch – “I’m so sorry. I can’t imagine how you feel. I always thought that sending my parents to Australia and wiping their memories of me was the right thing to do. I miss them dearly, but at least I know that they’re safe. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for you. I guess I was too busy wishing for something that could never be.” – “It’s not your fault, you were fighting for the man you love and that helped to bring him back. I wish I could do the same for Fred.”
They kept embracing each other until both of them started feeling better. Harry came back, with Draco following shortly carrying a bottle of Firewhisky – “I thought we could all use something stronger then vine” his lips curling slightly. Both girls nodded in agreement. Glasses were poured and all of them kept sitting in silence each buried in their own thoughts. Finally Ginny put her drink down, raising her head to look at the couple in front of her – “I’ll do it” she said taking a deep breath. “I’ll be your surrogate.”
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