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Nothing But a Kiss COMPLETE	By : Snapes_Slave Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 12647 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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DISCLAIMER: Not mine, No money, just these dreams with a tall, dark, dangerous Potions Master who fills my every fantasy....

The next month went by quickly. Hermione and Severus frequently went for walks on the grounds of the castle with Lorelei toddling between them. She would run this way and that, always curious and always getting into things. Instead of her usual bath every 2 to 3 days, she was getting a bath nearly every night just to keep the grass stains and dirt from under her nails and off her knees. Hermione and Severus we're sharing more and more longing glances, sharing more and more private evenings, and sharing more and more of each other as time went on.
Minerva sat in her office, watching from the window, as the small family would walk the grounds. It did her heart good to see a man that she had known since he was so young hold hands, smile and laugh as he should have in his young days. To see him enjoying life for the first time that she could recall, made her feel warm and full. She could always be counted on to spend days, nights, or weekends with her new grandchild giving the adults time to fully explore what was growing between them.
As the new school term approached, Minerva had many things to figure out. Filius had retired the previous year, and they still had yet to find a reliable and qualified person to teach the defense classes. She knew that Hermione was more than qualified to teach probably any of the classes the school offered, but she couldn't teach all of them. Minerva certainly had some things to figure out. After spending weeks trying to settle her roster of staff for the next year, she decided to take it up with her usual Council. After all Albus' portrait should be counted on for more than just offering tasteless lemon drops as it usually did, or trying to meddle in other people's lives as he had always done.
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As the sun rose in the sky, and the noon-hour approached, the small family laid out a transfigured blanket in the grass near the Black Lake. Hermione called her daughter over to the blanket, which she only did after being promised lunch. As she quickly toddled to the couple sitting already and unpacking the basket they had brought, Severus chuckled at the child antics.
"Are you quite certain that child has no relation to Ronald Weasley?"
"More than certain. Actually, I myself was much like this when I was a child. My mother used to always tell me stories about how fast my metabolism was when I was very young, and how I constantly had to eat to keep up with my curiosity." She smiled at the memory of her mother. It was a very wistful smile, one that said that although her memories were all she had left of her family, they were still happy memories, and she was truly ready to move on.
"Right. Well, Little one, pick out what you would like for lunch today." Lorelei pointed to several items, including fresh fruit, some carrot sticks which Severus wasn't even sure her teeth could handle just yet, and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with the crust cut off. Although the house elves had balked at the request, Hermione had no problem showing them exactly how to make her daughter's favorite lunch.
The family dug in, and enjoyed the peace and sunshine as a breeze rolled through, bringing with it the scent of wildflowers from somewhere beyond the Forbidden Forest. Severus held Hermione's hand on top of the blanket, and he looked over at her and said simply "I love you Hermione." It had gotten considerably easier for him to tell her since that first time. He had told her the day after how long he had wanted to tell her, and how much pressure he had to put on himself to make the moment right. She had so easily told him that it didn't matter how he told her, just that they both felt it and it was right.
That she could be so understanding with his frequent mood swings and his difficulties with emotions made him love her all the more. It was, quite simply, impossible to understand how someone couldn't love her. It was just so easy. For a man like Severus, who had spent so much of his life feeling unlovable and unworthy of so many things, the truly remarkable thing for him to understand, was the depth of her love for him. He had bought an engagement ring in Diagon Alley three weeks before, it had been just after he had told her he loved her. He knew what he wanted from this witch. The trouble was that this time he really did need the moment to be perfect.
Hermione sat enjoying the time with her family, with her two favorite people in the entire world, Wizarding and muggle alike, and thought of how different her life was than it had been just a matter of months before. She had been tired, exhausted really, and just so fed up with everything that her life had become, except for the one bright spot in her daughter. She had been used up and homesick, and had been silently begging any deity that would listen, to find a way to bring her home. Severus had been her answered prayer in more ways than one.
She had been reunited with the closest people she had left to family. The Weasleys had brought her back into the fold as if she had never left. Her friendships were still there, still reliable after all these years apart. Most everyone had come to accept her relationship with her former professor, however Ron still had trouble wrapping his head around the idea of his best friend Hermione with the 'greasy git of the dungeons'. Apparently, it didn't matter how many times he saw the dark man giggle and blow raspberries and make bubbles with his wand for her innocent child, or how many times Snape would hold her and brush a tear from her eye or just kiss her and stroke her hair or just pull her close. Ron would probably never completely understand, but that's just who he was, and Hermione would not have him any other way.
Molly was taking to having a new little one running around with simple ease. Though after having seven children, and several grandchildren, it was no wonder, the woman was used to a full house.
Hermione was trying to figure out just what she would do with herself once the school year started and Severus would be back to teaching classes during the day. She supposed it was time to start looking for another job but she had no idea what to do.
"Knut for your thoughts?" Severus said, as he watched Lorelei finish her lunch and wander over to kick her feet in the lake's edge. "Lorelei, no further!" He called.
"Hm. The price has gone up actually, but I was just thinking, I've no idea what to do after next month. What sort of job should I look for? By the way, you are absolutely wonderful with her." She said with a slightly suggestive smile on her face. If there was one thing Severus had learned over the previous month, it was that nothing turned her on quite like how he treated her daughter as if she were his own.
"Ah, yes a Galleon then I suppose. I think that we should talk to Minerva. Perhaps she has a need for you here somewhere. And perhaps she also has the evening free..." He leaned over and spoke in his deep gravel and silk voice as he trailed kisses along her shoulder and collar bone that lay exposed beneath the thin straps of her tank top.
"Then let us be off, shall we?" She said standing and gathering their picnic items with the swish of a hand.
"When did you learn wandless magic? That was a somewhat complex maneuver for it. You seem rather comfortable."
"After the attack. When I couldn't get my wand. I never wanted to be in that position again. No one really knows I can do it. I prefer it that way, really. Less pressure." She tried to shake off the memories that came unbidden to her mind. Severus grabbed her hand and bringing it to his lips, kissed her knuckles gently.
"I'm sorry, love." He spoke softly.
"Think nothing of it. I'm just still healing. Let's be off and see about getting me a job. Make sure the baby is being extra sweet, though. A bit of nepotism sounds just about right." He chuckled at her and reached down to hold Lorelei's hand, guiding both his women to the headmistresses office.

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"Well if it isn't my favorite little family! Hello, dear. Come give grandma a kiss, love." Minerva greeted them in her familiar Scottish brogue. Lorelei squealed and ran to her grandmother. "What can I do for you all today?" She asked, lifting the girl to rest on her knee.
"Actually, Minerva, I was wondering if you might have a job for me." Hermione started, hesitantly. "You see, I'm trying to decide what to do with myself once Severus is busy again with classes, and I'm not really sure what to do to fill the time. I thought, perhaps, I could be of some help to you here."
"Then it's quite good timing, because I've just finalized my staff roster for the next term and I was about to come to you anyway. What would you say to teaching Charms this year? Filius has retired and there just aren't many charms masters in the UK anymore."
"I would say yes! I would love to! But you must know I would be here for more than just the year, Minerva. Have the contract drawn up, and I will sign my life away to you if you want it!" The older witch chuckled at her enthusiasm.
"Perhaps not life, but we can start with 5 years. It is the standard. Take a look at it and if you are happy with the terms, sign at the bottom and it will be automatically filed." She said, summoning the contract from midair. "There is one thing I want to talk about before you do. The both of you should probably sit. I'm not really certain how you'll take this." It was the first time Either of them could remember the headmistress being uncertain in many years. The both took a seat in the plaid patterned chairs in front of her desk and waited.
"As you both know, we've always had a difficulty filling the post for Defense Against The Dark Arts. They always end up being incompetent of controversial. I have found someone, who I think will actually serve quite nicely and ought to be a good fit, however, I'm not sure how either of you will feel about working with him."
"Minerva, just tell us who it is already." Severus growled out. He had long since made peace with the idea of never teaching the class and had found that potions was much more suited to him anyhow, but the revolving door of instructors was a bit irritating.
"Actually, I believe that is him now." She said as the staircase began to rotate signaling someone's arrival.
"Granger?" A voice said from behind her. She turned quickly, her face showing instant recognition.
"Malfoy?" Everyone was still in the office. It was silent. That it, until Hermione jumped from her chair, meeting the platinum blonde halfway and pulling him into a tight hug.
*****memory*****
Four and a half years ago
Hermione had been hunting the Malfoys for months now. She had maintained their trail for the past 4 days and would have to report beck to her post at her 'day job' soon if she didn't catch them this time. But she was so close she could taste it. She was huddled behind a street vendor in Seattle. The busy city bustled around her as she watched the storefront of a very upscale shop that specialized in... well, she had no idea, but she could see them looking at clothes. At least she thought it was them. They were obviously disguised, but the mannerisms were the same as they had always been, and both men were slightly awkward posing as muggles. She was sure she had found her marks. It had begun to rain as she waited, something she had long grown used to, and almost fond of, in her time here. The constant rain reminded her of home.
They left the shop, laden with bags. Good, she thought. Easier to take them down that way. She maintained the tail and soon followed them to an abandoned alley and they quickly apparated. Hermione latched on to the magical signature and, placing a silencing charm, apparated after them. She landed in a clearing. There were visible trees a ways off, short stubby grass and occasional wild flowers were growing, and birds flew overhead. Oh, and there were two wands currently aimed for her heart. Couldn't forget that piece of information.
"Just what do you think you're doing here, Mudblood?" Lucius sneered at her, disdain and hatred clearly registering in his voice. Her wand was ready. She needed one of them to be distracted long enough that she could bind them both. She had to keep them talking.
"I'm here to take you in. You are under arrest for war crimes, murder, rape, assault, conspiracy and anything else that will stick." She said, lifting her chin with more confidence than she really felt.
"I don't think so. I'd rather not spend my days in Azkaban, thank you. I think it may be time to have a bit of fun. It has been so long since I have taken someone against their will and even longer since I have been able to torture someone. So this should be quite a good time. Draco, bind her." He ordered, not even sparing his son a glance. His eyes never left Hermione. Draco shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. His face was a maelstrom of emotions. "I said bind her, you stupid twit! Are you completely incapable of following even the simplest commands? My Gods, boy. First you fail me with the Dark Lord, and now, you can't even perform well enough to keep yourself from Azkaban? You truly are a sad excuse for a wizard. You are a disappointment to your very blood!" He quietly hissed with malice at his son.
Well, that worked. Hermine thought, as Draco whipped his wand over to his father, binding him tightly in a coiling python that shot from his wand tip while also silencing him. "You are the disappointment, father. A true calamity to this family, to our blood, and to the entire wizarding world. I would rather take my chances of going to Azkaban than spend the rest of my life with you breathing down my neck!"
Hermione used a charmed compass to communicate the capture to Kingsley so that he would be ready for the arrival after transport. Hermione looked up at Draco. "I know you didn't do it for me, but still... Thank you none the less." He nodded slightly in acknowledgement. "Want to do anything to him before I send him back?" She said, with a devious smirk and a raised eyebrow which The blonde boy returned.
"Actually, yes." He kicked his father in the ribs repeatedly, ignoring the silent protests from the older man rolling on the ground in pain. "You bloody prick! I am not your toy, your servant, or your punching bag! I hope you rot and die in that prison!" Whish he followed up with a harsh kick to the groin. The man was in tears in the fetal position before falling unconscious when his son stopped, wiping his brow and looking back at Hermione. "I really needed that. Thanks" He said, almost shyly. Hermione sent him to Kingsley with a quick wave of her wand and a whispered incantation.
"Draco, I know you switched sides at the end of the war. Why did you run? You should be back home, enjoying your freedom. Not here, being ordered around by that bigot." She said with contempt. The man truly was the lowest form of being.
"After Mum died, I just... couldn't be alone. Not anymore. He was the last thing I had in this world. But I'd rather be alone than do this anymore. In fact, I think he had something to do with her death. Thanks for taking it easy on me, Granger. I know you hav to send me back, but I will be compliant."
He held still while she cast a loose binding spell on him and before sending him away, she looked into his eyes. "I promise, I will do whatever I can to keep you from prison, Draco. We may not have ever been close, but maybe someday, we could try to actually get to know each other without a war in between us. You're actually smart enough to have a real conversation with." She said with a slight smirk.
"I would like that. I don't really have any actual friends. Only Death Eaters or wannabees. If we meet again, just know that you have always had my respect." And with that, she sent him to Kingsley.
That night, after relaxing in a luxurious bath for over an hour, she had written a very strongly worded recommendation that Lucius be given the kiss, and Draco be freed. Kingsley usually took her recommendations seriously. She could only hope he would do so this time. She had also send a vial with memories for each detainee to support her proposal. It had worked. Draco had been freed and exonerated, while Lucius would never see outside a cell. It wasn't the kiss, but it would do.

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"Draco! I'm so happy to see you! How are you? How have you been? What have you been up to?" Her rapid fire questions became jumbled together as Draco returned her fierce hug, much to the shock and bewilderment of the other occupants of the headmistresses office. Well, apart from the baby, who was too busy playing with Minerva's wand shooting sparks from the tip.
"I'm bloody fantastic, Granger! I cannot thank you enough for all that you did. All the family's money and estates have been passed to me. I've been bouncing from one property to another, just enjoying my life for a change. I met an amazing wizard in Oxford. Met during Uni, got married a year later and we're actually about to adopt a child together. And I owe it all to you." He hugged her tighter before releasing her to get a good look at her. "I had heard you were back, but to finally see you... Gods. You look so different, but somehow just the same."
"Come and meet my daughter, Draco. This is Lorelei. Lorelei, sweet, this is mummy's friend, Draco." He crouched down and took the smiling child's chubby hand in his own before leaning down to kiss the back of her little fingers.
"It is most lovely to meet you, Lorelei. And might I say, you are as beautiful as your mother."
"Kiss arse. So, You're teaching DADA this year? Think you can last longer than one term?" She joked.
"I've already signed a 5 year contract. Actually, I was just bringing it in to leave with the headmistress. What are you doing here?" He said, looking confused.
"I've just signed one myself. I'll be taking over charms. That, and I also happen to be shagging the Potions Master." She said in a stage whisper as she leaned closer, then winked at her partner. The gesture seemed to finally pull Snape from his reverie.
"I was unaware that the two of you had such a friendly relationship. Had I known, I would have arranged a meeting for you. As happy as I am to have my godson here, Draco are you sure you can handle this? Teaching is harder than you think."
"I know you have good intentions, Uncle, but yes. I can handle this. I do have my mastery in the Dark Arts from the wizarding side of the Queens college at Oxford. And I really was raised with it. If it wasn't going to be you teaching the class, I think I make a decent second." He said.
"You went to the Queen's college at Oxford? Gods, I'm so jealous. How were the libraries? Amazing probably." She babbled.
"Sure, they were pretty impressive, but what about you? I know you found time to study while you were away working for the Ministry."
"Actually, Hermione has a triple Mastery in Potions, Charms and Arithmancy from Salem Academy in America. Perhaps not as prestigious as your place of learning, but that doesn't much change the degree." Snape bragged as Hermione blushed.
"Well, I see that my worries were all unfounded, which I must say is quite a relief. Draco, thank you for answering in a timely manner. I shall expect you back no later than August 15th to go over a few things and set up for your classes. Your rooms will be big enough for you and your family. If need be, we can always change them to accommodate should the need arise." She rose from behind her desk and shook her former student's hand.
As Draco walked to the door, her turned and addressed Hermione first, "Oh, and good cath with that one. He's a bit of a diamond in the rough. And he's been positively dreadful for the past few years. Wonder what's made him so much more agreeable lately." He raised his eyebrow and winked at her, before addressing his Godfather. "And you, treat her right and never let go. She's far too good for you, you know." He said conspiratorially.
"I'm very well aware, Draco. I plan to keep her right where she is, thank you." He leaned in and kissed her lightly as they heard Draco laugh and leave the office. Snape held her gaze for a full 30 seconds before breaking it long enough to make eye contact with his boss. "Could you, perhaps watch the little one this evening, Minerva? I would like to take my witch out to celebrate her new career."
"Certainly, Severus. You kids have fun tonight. I'll see you back for lunch tomorrow and not a moment sooner. Be sure to have a house elf bring whatever she needs before you go. Go say goodbye to Mummy and Daddy, my dove." Lorelei ran to Severus first, lingering with a tight hug and sloppy kiss, then her mother.
"Be good for Grandma, sweet pea. I love you, and we'll see you tomorrow."
"I Love you, little one. Sleep well tonight. And don't give her too much trouble. She's getting old, you know. Can't keep up like she used to." He winked at Minerva over the curling hair of his favorite pint sized witch.
"Perhaps my plans have changed, Severus. Or would you like to take that back and leave now?" She raised a haughty brow as her lips twisted into a familiar pursing, sour expression of disapproval.
Severus chuckled deeply. "I take it back, Minerva. You are as spry today as you were when I had my first detention with you. Thank You for watching part of my heart this evening. I am eternally grateful." He said with a low bow.
"Merlin, no need to lay it on quite so thick." She tittered
"Love, why don't you head down to our rooms and start getting ready. I'm sure you could use a nice soak in the tub before we go out. And wear something nice. I'm treating my lady this evening." He kissed her hand.
"That sounds like heaven. I'll be ready in a couple hours, Sev." She kissed his cheek and left for the dungeons.
"So, you're doing it tonight, then?" Minerva asked.
"Doing- What? How- How the hell did you know?" He asked, shock clearly evident on his face.
"It's plainly obvious, Severus. I'm amazed the girl hasn't figured it out already. Well, best of luck to you. You know the two of us are completely behind you." She said, raising the baby in her arms and kissing her cheek.
"Right. Well, I thank you for your vote of confidence. I apologize if it does nothing for my nerves, though." He said as her turned to leave in a flurry of robes.
She stopped him just before the door. "And Severus. She will say yes."
"Merlin help me if she doesn't." He gulped.

A/N
Do we like where the story is heading at the moment? I know, I know. Filler chapters kinda suck. So do cliffies... Sorry guys, but it had to be done. Moving right along, If anyone has something in particular they would like to see hit me up. I do have most of this story mapped out in my head, but it has a tendency to change here and there. I am all about making my readers happy. Do we like the Draco twist?
Also- the store referenced in this chapter is called Totokaelo, a super fancy upscale store in Seattle.
And- The Queen's College of Oxford is one of the 38 colleges located in Oxford, founded in 1341. Not the oldest one, but almost. Seemed like the kind of place that would have a magic side...
How does one Severus Snape pop the question??? Hmmmm most curious. That part is totally not thought out yet. Ideas? R+R please
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