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Home is where your heart is	By : Goddess81 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 10319 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Home is where your heart is.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my warped mind (I probably don't even own that considering how often those sneaky and elusive creatures commonly known as plot bunnies hijack it)

I would like to give a big shout out to my fabulous royal beta goddess ScarletQuill for being superb and putting up with my numerous emails in the small hours of the morning Xx

Hermione smoothed a couple of imaginary wrinkles out of her Audrey Hepburn inspired little black dress and reached a hand up to check that none of the slides holding her hair in a sleek chignon had moved out of place as she listened to Harry addressing their staff.

“Okay guys as you all know speeches are not my thing but I just want to say this, I want our customers to come back regardless of me and Hermione, but because of the fantastic service and warm welcome they get from you, we know you can do it don't let us down. Anything you want to add?” he asked Hermione with a raised brow in question.

“I think you've pretty much covered it except to say that we know that there is going to be a lot of speculation about who the owners are. We've decided to keep our customers in the dark till after the meal, so if anyone asks you just tell them all will be revealed later on. Both myself and Harry will be around on the shop floor so to speak however until we reveal ourselves as the owners we shall both be wearing our glamours.” She waved her wand and immediately turned herself into the raven haired, green eyed and lightly tanned witch that she used the most when going out in public, then with another flourish of her wand she turned Harry's hair a mousy brown colour and added a thin pencil moustache and goatee with a grin.

Harry groaned as he felt his top lip tickle “Hermione I thought we'd agreed no facial hair, have you made me look like Errol Flynn again?” He whined as the entire group of staff tried desperately to hide the sniggers that were threatening to emerge from them.

Hermione grabbed his chin in between her thumb and forefinger and planted a kiss on his cheek “I think you look rather dashing darling actually...” She turned her attention back to the staff “One last thing before I let you get on with your jobs, help us make tonight a success and I promise your pay checks will feel the benefits.” She was interrupted by Zahara struggling to levitate a large cake while carrying two large bouquets of flowers.

“Could somebody give us' a hand here?” She grunted with the exertion.

Harry quickly took over levitating the cake and floated it into the kitchen, while one of the waitresses closest to Zahara grabbed the larger bouquet of flowers which was made up of about two dozen perfectly in bloom red roses. Zahara handed the second bouquet to Hermione who smiled in appreciation at the display, although it was slightly smaller in size than the bouquet of red roses it was no less magnificent in her eyes because it consisted of deep red gerberas which happen to be her favourite flower, Hermione conjured up a large crystal vase for the roses and handed it to the waitress holding them.

“Sammy, put the roses in the vase and then just pop them in reception, they'll look best in the alcove behind Zahara's desk.” She said to the waitress as she took the small envelope from it's resting place inside the deep green leaves. She was just about to open it when she realised that her crew were still waiting for instructions, she glanced at the clock that was situated behind the bar and bit back a swear that threatened to spill from her lips. “Ten minutes and counting guys, lets get a move on, you all know what you're supposed to be doing tonight lets get on with it, Zahara a quick word in private if I may?”

As the rest of the staff filtered off to get themselves ready Zahara stayed behind to talk to Hermione “What's wrong?” she asked.

Hermione smiled “Don't worry it's nothing bad, if a Ronald Weasley comes in let me know because I want to escort him personally to his seat, you can reach me through the ear piece.”

“What should I say to him if he asks why he's getting seated by management?”

“Believe me he won't and if he does just tell him that it's a special service we give to all our VIP guests, as I'll be in this disguise at least until later you'd better call me Miss Hepburn. If you have any problems at all with anything don't hesitate to get in touch and you know how to get a hold of security if necessary don't you?” Hermione enquired lightly even though she already knew the young witch was extremely efficient at her job which was one of the reasons she'd head hunted her from the Ministry.

The young receptionist gave a nod of understanding before verbally agreeing and leaving Hermione alone.

Hermione conjured up another crystal vase and placed the red gerberas into it after retrieving a silver coloured envelope that was attached to them. She decided to open the white envelope first and took out a stiff cream card with elegant writing on it.

Dearest Miss Granger

Please accept these flowers which were grown on my estate as a token of good luck for tonight and for many nights to come.

Yours sincerely

Lucius Malfoy

P.S. I would like to invite you to lunch at the manor tomorrow and Harry of course.

She slipped the card back in it's envelope and then eagerly opened the silver envelope which had a similar stiff cream card in it except the handwriting had a sharper edge to it.

These flowers are sent with many wishes of luck and love for tonight and always.

Severus Snape Xx

Hermione sniffled at the words and then jumped in surprise as somebody put their hand on her shoulder “Bloody hell Harry, you damn well nearly gave me a heart attack” she scolded absently as she put a hand to her chest.

Harry grinned wolfishly enjoying the fact he'd caught her unawares “Sorry love, but you were in your own little world there mooning over your little love note from Severus, do you want me to take these through to the office for you? I noticed that the other ones were in the lobby who were they from anyway?”

“I was not mooning as you so colourfully put it, if you could pop the flowers and cards on my desk I would be very grateful, as for your other question the roses were from Lucius who has invited us for lunch tomorrow at his manor”. Hermione replied smoothly handing him the vase of flowers.

Harry opened his mouth to say something when Zahara's soft Malaysian voice spoke to them through their earpieces “It's almost half seven and security want to know if you're ready for them to open the doors?”

After a quick glance at his watch to confirm the time Harry told Zahara to give security the all clear.

“Are you ready Harry because it's show time?” Hermione asked and with a couple of short waves of her wand the house lights had lowered to a warm amiable glow, the candles on the tables had lit themselves and the bands instruments which were behind the stage curtain were charmed to play soft background music until the band were ready to play. “I don't think I've ever been this nervous on a opening night before Harry.” Hermione whispered, Harry shifted the vase into the crook of his left arm and then wrapped the other round her shoulders “It is going to be fine, stop worrying they're going to love us and the clubs and if they don't, well fuck 'em is I can say. Now then Miss Hepburn there is just one thing missing from that simply fabulous ensemble you are wearing.” He said waving his hand in up and down the front of her dress

Hermione laughed at her best friend camping it up “Oh, and what would that be Monsieur Poitier?”

Harry simply plucked a single gerbera from the vase, trimmed the stem and placed it behind ear “For luck and for love the note said” he replied.

“Come on you soppy thing we've got work to do, go pop them on my desk and then come and find me because I want your opinion on the dress I've chosen for tonights performance.”

“Okay will do hun, I'll see you shortly.” Harry and Hermione parted ways just as the nights first guests started to come into the room.

Severus tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for Lucius to finish getting ready “For Merlin's sake Lucius it's now seven thirty, we were supposed to meet Remus five minutes ago” he said with another glance at the grandfather clock in the hallway.

Lucius gave him a cool look “Malfoys always arrive fashionably late, that way we can be seen by the lesser people and then their sad little lives will be enriched by just simply being in our presence. We do not arrive early dressed like the grim reaper and then spend the rest of the evening lurking in a darkened corner avoiding everybody, which I assume from that outfit you were planning on doing again! I don't know why I bothered to get you that suit from Madame Malkins”

Severus sneered “I would rather tango stark bollocks naked with Voldemort in the middle of Diagon alley than wear that silver monstrosity, this however...” he waved a pale hand in front of his dress robes “Is made from the finest acromantula silk, it just happens to be in a style similar to my teaching robes, now would you please get a move on?!” you vain git he added mentally.

Lucius fastened his evening cape “There's no need to be rude Severus, I'm now ready to leave and it was light grey not silver I'll have you know.”

“It bloody well glittered Lucius and you know it, no self respecting male in his right mind should wear glitter in any shape or form, now grab your walking stick old man and lets go.”

The two men flooed to the leaky cauldron and then briskly walked the short distance to the club where they found that the queue for the club was still incredibly long, however the bouncer on the door just waved them right on through knowing full well that his bosses dad hated being kept waiting for anyone.

Once inside the foyer Lucius noted that the roses he'd sent Hermione were on display and pointed them out to Severus “I sent Hermione those roses and as you can see she's given them a very prominent position.”

Severus mentally rolled his eyes and muttered “Roses, how cliché of you Lucius” as he handed over the invite to smartly dressed witch behind the desk.

“Hello Mr Malfoy and Mr Snape and welcome to the Owl and the Pussycat, if you'd like to go through, one of the staff will take you to your table where the rest of your party is waiting. I hope you have a pleasant evening.” she added with a smile before she turned to the people who were next in line.

They walked through the open wooden doors and were taken back by the welcoming ambience of the club, a young looking waiter wearing a name tag which said he was called Leon came up and greeted them warmly. “Good evening Professor, Mr Malfoy I'll be your waiter this evening, if you'd like to follow me to the table Professors Lupin and Black are waiting for you.”

Lucius raised an eyebrow at Severus who murmured back “Leon Jenkins, Hufflepuff, graduated last year, absolutely awful at potions.”

They arrived at a round booth which had the prime position in middle of the front row next to the dance floor and had a perfect view of the stage, Severus noted that Draco and his idiotic friends were in a booth to the left of him and on the other side were the senior members of Hogwarts faculty.

Severus sat down in the booth next to Lucius and nodded his greetings to Remus and Sirius, no sooner had the four men finished their hello's than the waiter had reappeared with a tray of drinks.

“A glass of Goblin wine for you Mr Malfoy, a glass of firewhisky for Professor Black, then there's a glass of oak matured mead for you Professor Lupin and for you Professor Snape we have a glass of thirty year old Scottish single malt whisky.” Leon placed the glasses in front of the corresponding wizards and smiled.

Severus glared at Leon suspiciously “We didn't order these drinks, who did Mr Jenkins?” he said in the tone of voice that makes every single Hogwarts student past and present knees quake with fear.

The young waiter gulped nervously and took a small step back before answering “They're from Miss Hepburn sir, compliments of the house she said to say.”

Remus took pity on the waiter “Thank you Leon, just one more thing could you point out Miss Hepburn so we can say thank her personally”

“She's over there sir talking to Alexia behind the bar” Leon excused himself and disappeared wondering which deity he'd pissed off to be landed with the Bat of the Dungeons table.

All for men turned and looked in the direction of the bar where they saw a young woman with black hair in a neat chignon talking animatedly with another member of staff, Severus took in the neat waist and the curve of her hips and knew that it was Hermione in her disguise and smirked at his comrades.

“That's Hermione you dunderheads” he said smugly.

“Oh and how do you know?” sneered Sirius.

“She's obviously in charge around here and as our waiter said compliments of the house, not to mention our preferred drinks were brought to us in a place which has literally just opened, I'd say that it was a safe bet that the young lady calling herself Miss Hepburn is mi-ione” Severus bit his tongue as he ranted at himself for nearly saying my Hermione.

As if the young lady knew she was being talked about she turned round and gave them a full beam smile and a wink before pressing something in her ear and then having a conversation with somebody just out of sight.

Severus watched as Hermione seemed to smile evilly to herself as she smoothed down her dress, and fully appreciated the way her pert round bottom looked in the tight fitting dress as she left the room, the lovely view of her trademark wiggle made his blood sing. She'd only been gone a few minutes before she'd reappeared with Ronald Weasley and his pregnant wife in tow, just what was his minx up to he wondered.

“Just in case you're not as observant as I am, that's Ron and his wife that Hermione's escorting to Draco's table...” Severus muttered just loud enough for his companions to hear while watching the events at the table next to them slowly unfold.

“I hope she knows what she's doing” replied Remus worriedly.

“This our Hermione we're talking about of course she knows what she'd doing, but I recommend that we have our wands at the ready in case this all goes belly up and in a odd way I hope it does because I've been itching to hex that ginger haired bastard for five years now for what he did to her” said Sirius his normally jovial face was like granite.

“Hear, hear” Lucius replied to Sirius before adding “Now that is interesting Draco and Blaise have just gotten out of the booth so that Ron and his wife can sit in the middle next to the twins, and now Draco is sitting willing next to Ron this gets stranger by the minute.”

Every single wizard at Severus's table watched intently as Hermione conversed with the occupants at the neighbouring table with ease and each heaved a sigh of relief as she came away unscathed and headed towards their table.

“Good evening gentlemen, you can put them away at least until the entertainment starts.” She said with a warm smile and a pointed look at the wands resting in their hands.

Severus finally noticed that she had one of the flowers he'd sent tucked behind her ear and felt a rush of emotion for the sublime witch who was thanking Lucius for his elegant roses, he watched as she touched her ear again and then apologised to Lucius as she briefly spoke to somebody else before turning her attention back to the table.

“Sorry about that, it was just Harry telling me that the kitchen is just about ready to serve dinner and I need to get ready for the show, the monkfish is simply divine and don't get me started on the sinfully decadent chocolate mousse it just melts on the tongue and leaves your taste buds desiring more.” She said with a naughty twinkle in her eye and left the men to talk among them selves as the waitresses and waiters started delivering the first course.

Severus waited until after the desserts had been cleared away and Remus and Sirius were busy discussing something Hogwarts related before asking Lucius in low tones whether he'd noticed the flower in Hermione's hair.

“Of course I did, how could one not? The freshness of that bloom added to her already sublime beauty made her simply stunning even with her glamour on” Lucius replied dabbing at his mouth with heavy cream damask napkin.

Severus didn't bother to hide his smirk “I was hoping you'd say that, because it came from the bouquet I sent her earlier today, so one could almost say that the flowers that I sent had the most prominent position.”

“Touché old friend, it would seem you have staked your claim rather successfully, but time will tell if it's returns are lucrative”

Severus was saved from replying back as everybody's attention was now centred on the young man on the stage, he realised quickly enough that it was Harry as his glamour slowly disappeared and Potter's easily recognizable features became more prominent.

Harry opened his mouth to speak and the room went silent.

“Hello and welcome to the Owl and the Pussycat, I hope that you enjoyed your meal and are ready to be entertained, before you dance the night away. Now due to some unforeseeable events our regular singer can't be with us tonight, so for one night only my business partner and life long friend Miss Hermione Granger has agreed to sing for you lucky people.” He placed the microphone back in it's stand and left the stage.

Severus quickly looked over to Draco's table where he saw with a large amount of satisfaction that Ron was unable to do anything because there was a wand jabbed in his ribs, courtesy of Draco and one of the twins had a hold of Lavenders arm and was quickly muttering something that only she could hear. As the band started playing a familiar tune the curtain rose to reveal Hermione standing there in a strapless and backless form fitting long red dress with a ankle to hip slit up one side snapping her fingers in time to the music.

Severus could of sworn he heard every single mouth in the room drop open at the sight of her luscious red lips and the way her hair hung in smooth honey toned ringlets down her creamy back, he listened transfixed as she began to sing, it seemed like her eyes never left his, the words and meaning going straight to his now very much wide awake and excited cock.

“Never know much I love you,

never know much I care.

When you put your arms around me,

I get a fever that's so hard to bare.

You give me fever”

“Fever when you kiss me,

fever when you hold me tight.

Fever, in the morning,

and fever all through the night.”

“Sun lights up the daytime,

moon lights up the night.

I light up when you call my name,

And you know I'm going to treat you right.

You give me fever”

“Fever when you kiss me,

fever when you hold me tight.

Fever, in the morning,

and fever all through the night.” (1)

All Severus wanted to do was to go up on stage and carry Hermione off to her a locked room and not let out her again as he ravished her over and over again, he watched transfixed as flashes of her shapely creamy thigh were being given from that blasted slit as she snapped her hips in time to the drum beat, after that first song he couldn't of told you what songs she'd sung even if he wanted to because his brain had completely melted. To be perfectly honest he was grateful that he had a natural poker face despite what he was thinking otherwise he was sure he'd resemble a horny cartoon character complete with popping eyes and tongue rolling on the floor.

Severus was just fantasizing about fucking Hermione on the baby piano when he felt something poke him in the side, he looked round and saw Lucius leering at him.

“You might want to rethink some of them thoughts you're having old man because you're not as young as she is” Lucius mocked.

“Piss off Lucius, what did you nudge me for ?”

“I just thought you might want to pay attention it's Flitwicks birthday and she's singing him happy birthday.

Severus watched as Hermione walked slowly towards Professor Flitwick levitating a large fluffy white cake, her hips swaying seductively as she sung in a low breathy voice.

“Happy birthday to you,

happy birthday to you.

Happy Birthday dear Filius

happy birthday to you.(2)

She ended the song just as the cake gently landed on the table and then next she bent and kissed the tiny man on his cheek making the diminutive professor blush profusely as his eyes were level with Hermione's chest, never had Severus been so jealous of his colleague.

“I bet he can see right down the front of her dress, lucky little sod” muttered Lucius in a tone that only Severus could hear.

“Lucius has anyone ever told you you're a perverted old man?” Severus replied in the same tone.

“Funnily enough I have an annoying friend who likes to tell me that quite regularly” Lucius retorted.

Severus's lips turned upwards in a small smirk “Good just checking”

Hermione turned to the audience “Lets give one of Hogwarts most esteemed professors a big birthday cheer as he blows out his candles or he could just levitate them with a swish and a flick” she said which caused the audience to laugh.

“Now before I leave you with the fantastical musical talents of my house band James and the Peaches, I would like to thank you all for coming tonight and I hope to see a lot more of you, and if you have any special occasions coming up and you would like to celebrate here, whether it be just a romantic meal for two or you want to hire the room out for a big celebration I'm offering fifty percent off your event if you book before the end of evening with my lovely receptionist out in the foyer. And for all those of you who would rather get hot and sweaty and lose yourself to the beat the same applies to the hiring of the Glass Slipper which I've just been told by the little birdie in my ear is now open for business.”

Hermione sashayed back onto the stage and took a sip from the glass of water that had been placed on top of the piano “Please put your hands together for the marvellous, the talented James and the Peaches” Hermione clapped as she left the stage via the side wing, as everybody in the house gave her a standing ovation, well everybody except Ron and Lavender who were sitting mulishly with sullen faces.

Severus was nudged again by Lucius and saw that he was looking pointedly over at Draco's table, where their waiter Leon was trying to explain something Ron who was just getting redder in the face by the minute. Deciding that this was a perfect opportunity to go and talk to his godson Severus stood up and casually walked over to his table.

“I'm sorry Mr Weasley but Miss Granger has sent her apologies but she is too busy to see you tonight if you'd kindly see Zahara in the reception she'll make an appointment for you” Leon said wondering again which deity he'd royally pissed off to be lumbered with this shit.

“What's the matter Weasley? Suddenly realised you fucked up all those years ago” Severus asked silkily as he slid gracefully into the booth next to Blaise “Leon bring me a bottle of your standard house red and a bottle of your best vintage burgundy with two glasses please”

The waiter quickly hurried away glad to be free from the ever growing tension at that particular table.

“What the fuck do you want Snape?”demanded Ron.

Severus gave him a dangerously feral smile “Oh nothing really, I just thought I come and join my favourite godson and his friends and give a little lesson in how women are like wine, wonderful Leon is just on time, thank you Leon you've been most helpful.” Severus paid for the wine and gave the young Wizard a large tip.

He poured two glasses of wine, one from each bottle and in turn he twirled each glass under his nose taking a deep breath and then taking a sip he allowed the flavours to dance on his tongue. “Now then class listen carefully, a witch can be compared to wine for many reasons. One, some wines are cheap, easier to drink and goes down quicker than a two sickle whore in Knock turn alley, absolutely nothing wrong in drinking a wine like that and to some disconcerting pallets most wines taste like that but once in a blue moon you get a wine that is complex, rich, interesting, has depth and a body to die for, yet the average man in the street just doesn't appreciate it's qualities. No for a wine like this you need a connoisseur, a man who can appreciate the more subtler tastes, enjoys the warm wet velveteen taste that just slides down like silk” Severus stopped and pushed the glass of cheap plonk towards Ron and then closed his eyes appreciatively as he took a long lingering sip of the burgundy, allowing the rich flavours dance on his tongue before opening his eyes and swallowing. “Of course the Burgundy takes time to come into it's own, and for those unwilling to wait they settle what's easiest and quickest, but as for my own personal views I know that the burgundy will be worth the effort, so I'm prepared to wait and then savour every last drop in the bottle knowing that no other wine hits just the right spot every time it goes down.”

“Are you giving the women are like wine talk again Severus?” Drawled Lucius in a bored tone.

“Why yes I am Lucius, but I've got the feeling I've missed a vital component tonight” replied Severus.

“Let me see if I can help did you say that cheap wine was like a two sickle whore?”

“Yes”

“Yadda, yadda, yadda rich, interesting and a body to die for?”

“Obviously, that's a key component in my speech”

“You idiot Severus you forgot to mention that with age cheap wine turns vinegary and bitter don't you agree Mrs Weasley?” Lucius asked the witch who was hanging on to Ron as if he was going to run off and leave her. “By the way congratulations on the impending birth of your next child, it must be a bit of shock for you seeing Ron's ex fiancée tonight on that stage, considering the last time you all saw each other it was a rather delicate situation shall we say”

Lavender let go of Ron's arm and pushed her way past the twins who hadn't been this amused in a public place since they'd charmed Percy's seat back in Hogwarts to make farting noise every time he sat down “Ron take me home immediately, I will not take any more of this ludicos conversation” she said putting her hands on her hips.

“The word's ludicrous Lavender” commentated Draco “Just thought you should know.”

“RONALD!” Lavender snapped and stormed out of the club.

Ronald looked like he was going to say something before he changed his mind and stormed off in a similar fashion after his wife.

Severus's phone buzzed loudly in his pocket indicating he had a new message, he took it out and read the single sentence with a grin.

My office now!

“If you'll excuse me gentlemen something big has just popped up that needs my immediate attention” Severus stood up said his farewells and headed discretely to the office that Hermione shared with Harry.

Disclaimer: I do not own the song Fever or the song Happy Birthday, I have no rights to them nor do I make any money off them.

(1)Fever" is a song written by Eddie Cooley and John Davenport and originally recorded by Little Willie John in 1956. source wikipedia.

I prefer Peggy Lees version

(2)In 1935, "Happy Birthday to You" was copyrighted as a work for hire by Preston Ware Orem for the Summy Company, the publisher of "Good Morning to All". A new company, Birch Tree Group Limited, was formed to protect and enforce the song's copyright. In 1998,^[10] the rights to "Happy Birthday to You" and its assets were sold to The Time-Warner Corporation. source Wikipedia.

I make no money or profit from this song.

A/N: Sweet sexy Severus on a stick, once I started writing this chapter I just couldn't stop, this is officially my longest chapter EVER! I love the back and forth bantering between Severus and Lucius. Those devilishly handsome duo were constantly battling for screen time in my head, so in the end I had to get them to settle it by wrestling each other naked, of course I offered to oil them both up and agreed to ogle them both intensively, sorry wrong word, I meant adjudicate unbiased.

I'm pleased to announce after several long arduous hours of watching these two fine men get all hot and sweaty with each other Severus emerged triumphant.

Now then dear readers The dress that I imagined Hermione wearing is exactly like the one Jessica Rabbit wears in Who framed Roger Rabbit and if you want to hear the playlist that I had planned out in full just copy and paste the following link into your search engine, remove the spaces and enjoy.

Http :// www. youtube. com/ playlist? p=PLD22F95895F9A0104

I leave you now with the hopes that you'll feed my ravenous and rabid plot bunnies with lots of lovely reviews and the knowledge that if they are fed till they're fit to burst there'll be lots of yummy, scrummy and downright smutty action in the next chapter.

With much love

Her Royal Goddess Xx
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