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What a Beautiful Curse COMPLETE	By : Talented_Mrs_Lupin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 12102 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione’s eyes stared at the ceiling unseeingly as she replayed the memories that she had with her mother. In her minds-eye she saw them playing school when she was five, her mother teaching her to ride a bike, camping in the Forest Of Dean and hiking, having tea with the neighbors and staying up after her first year at Hogwarts talking about Harry and Ronald. She saw herself when she was twelve telling her mother about how she’d liked Professor Lockhart and how he’d turned in to a complete lying monster. How her mother told her that they all made mistakes when they young and that nothing was set in stone, it wasn’t like they had gotten married. Then she was fourteen and telling her mother about Lupin, she never said anything about having a crush on him but her mothers knowing looks made her blush and say “MOM! Stop looking at me like that!”. Her mother knew that Hermione was attracted to him but being the amazing woman she was she never said anything about it.
‘How could I have not known?’ Hermione thought as she blinked back tears ‘I was a horrible daughter, all I worried about was that damn curse, one that had nothing to do with me...if I hadn’t been so damn obsessed maybe I would have noticed’ She wiped away a few more tears ‘If I hadn’t been to visit that bitch Gayle then she would never have visited mum and all would be well again’
Hermione started to sob and turned on to her side away from Severus. He’d already listened to her cry herself to sleep, there was no reason to wake him up again with her damn crying. Even while trying to stifle her sobs she felt him slide his arms around her waist and pull her closer, she was struck again with how different this man was versus the man she’d met all those years ago in Hogwarts. She turned her head in to her pillow and felt the pillow getting wetter and wetter as her tears waterlogged it and made it a complete puddle. She must have dozed off because when she opened her aching eyes again the sun was blinding her. There was also a new thought that was fresh in her mind, she glared instantly and then pulled herself out of the bed and pulled her un-brushed hair in to a pony-tail.
“Where are you off to?” Severus asked as he slowly awoke “Checking on your father?”
“No” She answered “He’s fine, I’m sure”
“Then where are you off to?” He sat up and swung his legs around the side of the bed.
“No-where important” Hermione answered turning away from him “I’ll be back later”
“I’ll go with you” He told her as he stood up and joined her at the end of the bed grabbing the pair of pants he’d discarded the night before.
“No” She answered “I’ll be better off doing this by myself”
“Doing what, Hermione?” He asked, there was irritation in his tone “You know that if you leave here alone I’ll just follow you”
“Please” She said “Don’t make me curse you”
“What are you going to do?” He demanded.
“I’m going to kill Gayle” Hermione hissed “She killed my mother, maybe she wasn’t holding the knife or in the room but she killed her all the same”
“Killing her won’t make anything better” Severus told her with desperation in his eyes “I know, it sounds like a great idea now but it isn’t”
“I’m going” She hissed at him “If you aren’t going to help me then get the hell out of my way” She started to storm past him but he scurried to get in her way again.
“Please, just hear me out” Severus pleaded.
“NO!” Hermione screamed at him, she lashed out and hit his face. Somewhere in her brain she knew that the way she was treating him was unfair, he was a good man and had been by her side since her mothers death two days before “Just let me go!”
“No” He said “I won’t let you turn in to a murdering, reclusive freak like I have been for the better part of my life!”
“Move” Hermione snapped “MOVE!”
“I’m sorry” Severus said and then muttered something under his breath and everything started to go black around her. Hermione wanted to scream at him, to tell him that she was sorry for hitting him, to yell at him for whatever it was he was doing to her at that moment but no noise came out and sooner than she wanted she was passed out.
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Hermione’s eyes opened and she looked around the darkened bedroom. She could smell mildew and mold in the air, she sat up and slowly brought her hand up to her forehead where there was a light pain as if her head had hit something hard then healed too quickly. She wasn’t in her bedroom or even Severus’s, she didn’t know where the hell she was but it was old and obviously not used in ages. She stood up and walked over the thick, dusty carpet towards the window and looked out seeing that it was snowing, the first snow of the year and she was up too high. She must be on the third floor.
“Hermione” She heard Severus say from the opposite side of the door “Are you awake?”
“Where the hell am I?!” She shouted through the door.
“You’re on the third floor” Severus answered “I thought that you needed a place to collect your thoughts and to talk”
“Let me out” Hermione hissed at him “Or I will kill you too when I get out”
“Hermione, you’re letting your anger, depression and the curse run your life and make your decisions for you” Severus told “I know how it feels to be so angry that you want to kill someone but I promise you that it doesn’t do any good”
“How would you know?” Hermione asked as she slowly slipped down the wall near the door, her knees seemed unable to hold her up anymore “And why do you even care?”
“My father beat my mother to death” Severus told her “I was only sixteen and I felt the same anger that you’re feeling now. I gave in to it, I left the school late one night and illegally apparated to my fathers house, he was in there drinking as usual and I busted in the door” He was lost in his memories, memories that were painting a picture in front of her eyes “He wasn’t expecting me but he thought that he could take me, standing up he raised his fist to me again just like over the summer and I saw red. I pulled out my wand and I cursed him, over and over again listening to his screams, reveling in the fear I saw in his eyes and I could hear in his screams. After an hour or so his body started to give out and I revived him, I wanted him to know what was happening and who was responsible for his horror” Hermione wished he would stop talking but knew that even if she begged he wouldn’t, she knew that she did need to hear this as all her anger left her. She was still angry with Gayle, still sad about the loss of her mother and the depression that had grabbed her by the throat was still but the burden of that depression seemed to lessen as he spoke “I told him that I hated him, that I’d been wishing and praying that he’d die since I was eight years old and that finally it was going to happen and then I stabbed him in the throat with a muggle kitchen knife...my mothers favorite knife actually, and I watched as the life drained from his eyes and the puddle of blood got bigger and bigger”
“How were you not caught?” Hermione asked.
“Lucius Malfoy told the Headmaster that I was studying with him all night” Severus answered “With him and the other witnesses they couldn’t assume that it was a lie. I fear that it made me an even more reclusive teenager than before and it bled through in to my adulthood”
“Why are you telling me this?” She asked, though he’d already told her the answer “Why do you care?”
“Because” Severus answered “I love you”
Hermione slid further down the wall until she was lying on her back on the dusty rug. Her teary eyes stared at the ceiling and kept blurring, the horrid smell of mildew and mold was stronger than when she’d woken up on the bed. He said that he loved her and yet he locked her in a bedroom, but he locked her in the bedroom to keep her from harming her own heart. On the other side of the door Severus was lying on his back on the dusty wooden floor with his hands clasped on his stomach and listened to her breathing. Just the sound of her doing something as normal as breathing made him want to hold her and kiss her and just make her happy and smiling again. Neither of them spoke for nearly two hours, choosing to just listen to the sounds of the cold wind pound the house outside, the groaning and creaking of the ancient manor as it settled around them and of course their breathing.
Hermione closed her eyes and while she was wide awake she could see Zelda pacing in Amelia’s bedroom. She would stop occasionally and look at the elderly woman and worried about her before she’d start pacing again. Hermione opened her eyes to look around the bedroom again and thought about what Severus had said to her, he loved her. Did she love him? She slept better when he was with her, they always had amazing conversations, he’d been there when she found out about her mother and obliviated two police officers for her, when they made love he worshipped her body like she was a prize he’d won and was worried that she’d be taken away from him. He’d taken time off of work to be with her so she wasn’t alone and upset and he had locked her in a bedroom so she wouldn’t harm her heart the way he’d harmed his.
“Severus” Hermione called to him, sure he must have fallen asleep.
“Yes?” He said.
“I love you too” She told him, closing her eyes and waiting for him to say or do something. She heard a gasp and a light that illuminated the whole hallway and she jumped up and tried to look under the door to see what was happening.
Severus had been about to answer her when there was a sudden cold and clean feeling that went through his body. It started at his toes and went up through his body slowly and almost felt like he was being frozen from the inside out but in a good way. The feeling was refreshing and it made his insides feel tickly and he smiled gratefully as his nerves stopped shaking, stopped aching and stopped hurting all together. His head no longer pounded (a headache he had for the last...lifetime) and it was finally gone. A bright light illuminated the whole hallway and came completely from his entire being and then settled soothingly back in the center of his chest. Zelda let out a screaming cry and dropped her face back in to her hands and Amelia opened her eyes. She smiled and took one last deep breath and let it out slowly as she finally felt the peace that she’d been denied her entire life. As her body lay in the comfortable bed with the fire roaring in the fireplace Amelia’s spirit joined Zelda’s as she stood in the doorway. They joined hands and walked out of the house, away from the prison that had held them both for too long and in to the after world while Zoey watched from the house in distress.

A/N: I apologize for the time it took me to write this. I’ve been binge watching a television show on Netflix. Tell me what you think with a review!!!!
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